Friday, 11 July 2008

Useless Post

Useless Love


The sky is high, And your heart is far away from my reach
I have the plane to touch the sky,
But nothing to get you near here

A wound on my skin, a wound in my heart
I have my drugs to kill the pain,
But its not strong enough to carve inside my veins

Selfish when talking, Honest to myself
I can tell lies to these people,
But how should I lie to myself?

A bow for the Queen, a bow for the sword
Kiss her foot gently,
Slash your own with its sharpness,
Fall down by my knees,
Its out of my reach...

My love is out of my reach,
But I keep its double fake inside my lonely ache,
Inside my wounded heart,
Trying to fly with the soft clouds

My love is out of my reach,
Will my tears fall on his skin,
Will the whispers he may listen,
All this time...

My love is out of my reach,
My heart searching for a place to stay,
And hope he will not let it escape....
Away





M.W.L

0 comments: