Pathological Leeches

All that I want is to talk to a real person,
Is that too much to ask?
Why must I feel like I have Hercule’s task
Without any glory in which to bask?

Mouths are still moving and yapping
My patience they are definetly sapping…
Because they really don’t talk
Might aswell leave them for a walk.
All that I want is to talk to a real person.

Heartless Trees

I hope everything goes sour,
A stale taste in your final hour
As you gasp for air
But it is not there.

They may believe but I don’t,
I can’t and I won’t.
Ignorance knows not my name
I’m no dog to be tame.

Blissful smile serenading lies,
Come close so I can sever the ties
Total lockdown is a damnation
I’ll end this relation.

You choose your path
So let me take a breath
Because mine is tough to climb
- I know you don’t mind.

It is so wrong but a scream
It was right but a dream
We end up in different homes
In the end, trees without pomes.

Lie To Me

I miss that which I never had,
A warm body on my bed,
Memories that I do not own,
Lies that just grow.

Remember me as I remember you
When it all seemed so true
When we made love in the grass
When the dream wasn’t glass.

Broken and shattered,
The pieces, scattered…
And your silhouette I forget
The alarmclock was set.
And I wake up for another day,
And I head a different way.

Stolen Disaster

I’ve taken a vow and I’ll,
I’ll burn this city down,
Burn it to ground,
Ashes by the pound.

Because it was too good
And you had attitude
But so did they
Thus I walk, walk away.

Cornerstone in a bad binge
By the lace the gloves hinge
And, well, nobody awaits at your window
Summer love crafted a young widow.

I’ve taken a vow
I’ll burn this city down.
Maybe I’ll be back come winter
When bad memories are just a splinter…
Stuck in the back of my mind
Until a crowbar I can find.

I’ll burn this whole city down
Until it is nowhere to be found,
That is my vow…
Burnt to the ground.

Cheap and Debonair

I walked a thousand miles, alone,
The footprints I left are now long gone,
Nobody ever saw them
And now, no one can.

I could wait a hundred years
But I would get nothing but tears…
Your head is not at the right place
There is a cheating smile on your face.

If you don’t love me, let me go away
Take a further step into the day
Because I don’t know tomorrow
But some images I can borrow…
And it looks so bright, so true
Sadly, I just don’t think it is with you.

I could be wrong,
So could this song…
But I see your eyes
And all untold lies!

Ah, well, I walk another thousand miles
Carrying tears yet to be spilled
a pocket-full of to-be-had smiles
and irony yet to be distilled.

You say I am a king among cowards
Well, my feet move along, stalwart.
In going forward bravery there is
For you are not mine, you are not his.

Emperor of Rome

Sing muse, for Rome,
Write poet, the tome
Tell the tale spirited by ale
Of young lovebirds by the reservoir,
Of this place oh so very far.

While I was away,
It burned to the ground,
And I came back this day,
But Rome was not around.

It was a perfect crime,
For there was no time
To stop Rome from burning,
To stop it from crumbling.
And ashes were made of Rome,
And suddenly there was no home.

And while I was away,
It was razed to the ground.
And I walk away this day,
Rome is nowhere to be found.

So, tell muse, the tale of the laureate,
Let me sing my muse, the song you create.
Because I walk away, it isn’t here today.
Without Rome, without home.

Mislove

We laugh, it is fun,
Isn’t it, hun?

An old joke on the floor,
A broken heart is a broken door,
He flees the obscene scene,
But he’ll be back tomorrow.

We cry, we have no class
Isn’t it so, lass?

Dream Girl

If you are a dream,
I don’t want to be awake,
Even if the grains grow thin,
With earthquakes in between.

The hourglass is still running,
The dreams keep on coming,

Don’t, don’t wake me,
I won’t open my eyes,
Listen to me,
Not to the lies.

You are too good to pass,
And even I must confess
That I miss your smile,
To my desert a Nile.

Hush now, don’t,
I can’t, I won’t,
Because if you are a dream,
I’ll let the hourglass run thin.
Don’t wake me
up
…

Damn.

Sunshine Cleaning

Scrub away the past,
Just a shotgun blast.
Old blood on the walls,
One shot and it falls.

In the twilight of my days,
I used to count the ways
Across the universe
-I wrote a single verse.

I needed few words,
The best of both worlds,
True love and a lone rose,
-Life made real with purpose.

Blood, blood on the walls,
It drips, it falls.
Shotgun, shotgun blast.
Just scrub away the past.

Crash

It would have been much easier
If it were not with us,
And it would have been quicker
If I entered a different bus.

But I’m stuck in love,
My body feels a numb soft,
This traffic won’t move
And the past stomps the hoove.

Can’t shift gears,
Stuck behind SUV rears,
We are so very far away
Wish I could see you today.

I wish I had wings,
To be taken by the winds,
And arrive at your doorstep
A sea with no depth…
But the race won’t end
He keeps coming at the bent.

Bridges under the Water

Forfeit the answers and the lies,
Break loose, cut all the ties,
In the end, who are we gonna send?
In the start, did we have a heart?

Spinning golden glasses,
Skipping all your classes,
Jumping down staircases,
Days are simply phases.

Forfeit the lies and the answers,
Break loose, ladies and sirs,
If someone we send, how is it gonna end?
Did we have a heart, in the start?

Spinning silver guns,
Killing daughters and sons,
Jumping down the staircase,
Relax, it is just a phase.
Just a phase,
We can’t erase.

Tale of Two Epitaphs

The tongues are tied,
The lips are sealed,
The room is cleared.

The words are abound
But meaning’s not yet found.
Looking on the brighter side
They just might slide.

Trimmed undertone,
Carved-out bone,
Looking on the brighter side
We just might let it slide.

Waves wear me down,
We wear the same frown,
To words we are bound,
Meaning we have found.

Looking on the brighter side
To the Sun the moon is the bride,
Looking on the brighter side,
We follow the flow of the tide.