Wednesday, April 12, 2006
ladies and gentlemen the question of the day
posed to whom the name rhymes with 'they'
as the sun sets, you begin to work
do you, in truth, consider me, a friend?
as the rain hits against the windows worth
when, i thought, will everything end
all the king's horses
and all the king's men
could not put humpty dumpty
back together again
sprayy`
+ 10:05 PM
was it night, or was it day
that my love had found its way
'love', had it been?
oh how it so seemed
but 'love' if it had been
has made my being ever so dim
the smiles the laughter the tears
of one, of two, of one.
i emerged from the darkness without you
and pray that the tides will
bring me back to you
i dive into the waters each day
but every day i resurface again
this pain, what is there to gain
but only my soul be strained.
sprayy`
+ 1:40 AM
Thursday, April 06, 2006
the sea. the shore. the waves.
on which our lives engrave.
hermit crabs hides beneath.
protected by merely a sheath.
names, oaths written by kids.
but no you can't cover with lids.
and when the sea waves come crashing down.
there's really no point in doing a frown.
that's how life is, frail.
sprayy`
+ 1:33 AM