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One day let's just sit together
Both our legs in the other's entwined
We'll read each other short stories
And prose from the great poets of time
I
Then let's watch some old movies
Your choice for what is in store
Can we start though with Breakfast at Tiffany's?
I've never seen that movie before
L
After let's work on some crosswords
I really love solving with you
You've become quite my sought after pardner
And without you I can't always get through
O
Tell me what are you reading?
I'll start reading the exact book then too
I like to share things together
And to do the same things that you do
V
Okay, now let's turn on some music
I've become quite the folk connoisseur
There's really good Americana
And of course don't forget Civil Wars
E
Wait, why don't we make our own music?
There's lots of ideas I've accrued
In numerous bits and in pieces that fit
But I want your ideas to include
Y
I'll tell you the fact of the matter
There's nobody other than you
Who I'd want to work with on the things that I love
All the things that I love and pursue
O
Maybe you're tired of hearing this
I know I repeat it again and again
It's just that of you I do dream alot
And wait for the now! from the when?
U
Take these words, spin them around,
Hit them, flip them upside down,
Turn them into your response,
But mark my words, it doesn't change what they are,
The truth of the matter, your not fooling,
Because all the proof is in the pudding,
So say what you will, opinions will scatter,
But that doesn't change the fact of the matter,
And matter of fact, let me remind you,
Regardless of what you think, the truth always finds you,
Bringing you back to where it began,
You can run in circles, it will come right back again,
Until you learn to face it head on,
The heart of that issue will never be gone.
Now I’ve made sense and untied the knots
the mist lifts I visualise what I could not
events long gone and by now by all forgot
scenes of confusion which seemed lost from plot
But now I understand and move forth accordingly
I don’t give a damn who hears my recordings see
I’d rather make a new plan than put old into order
For you to stand wasting time that I can’t afford to
Lose, when they get confused by my story it’s amusing
failure to make sense of scenes and who I am accusing
Back then just the same they said I fake that I’m moody
They Bond for reassurance have a laugh and call me Looney
Now I’ve learnt who my friends are and who turned from me
I’ve realised the way things went and who was burning me
and though this is a late response it all holds relevance
because however long ago it was evidence is evidence
Friends ain’t friends if they say you fake your problems
I see it all now and am offended cuz it’s not on
to claim I make it up when the period was so long
the group not hearing then now can’t see the bonds gone
The fact of the matter is you did what I wouldn’t do to you
you still don’t know stood looking confused
so now I have to come back and explain it to all of you
what’s the point mate, cheerio to all of you
I believe that each of us lives a predestined life, one that has been arranged and organized for continuity. We are oblivious to such effects as we live out our lives accordingly, as ordered by the power that be. Anything beyond the preordained structural perimeter is deemed by its nature as, chaos and mayhem. Why would such an intrusion be thought to bear negative qualities?
Why? The fact of the matter is that it was never part of the planned destiny. Yet, those intrusions -- are a part of the grand scheme of life.
I saw a penny on the ground
Picked it up from whence it was found
It's odd how things happen your way
Be it some sign needs to convey
Like some omen, trolls to condemn
Or a lucky coin that's a gem
Be it my destined mystery
Or truth, my fate, reality
Could there be what-ifs or what-not's
or maybe vague thoughts midst hot spots
Would be my future or my past
or maybe the worst or the best
A tragedy, a comedy
I wonder which would play for me
An unexpected source affects
it plagues the mind my view reflects
A random process, here or there
a sudden surprise from thin air
This is something out of the blue
be it a lie or be it true
Would that penny cause mea culpa
that circumstances we conjure
To fill the gap, that certain void
speaking riddles, answers like Freud
An accidental incident
some sordid act made impotent
The knowledge I possess today
bound my foothold the righteous way
And all of that wealth I had learned
life is won by which we discern
"Look, man in need, a coin be found!"
I lost mine, 'twas a choice ... profound
By chance, the coin's past owner
was a spontaneous donor.
I'll leave before the day I know you'll let me go
Because , you see, you have no idea how good I'm not for you
You put me on this pedestal where I know I don't belong
And yet, though I'm standing right in front of you, you can't seem to see how many pieces I'm broken into
Now sure, I may smile in your presence, laugh as if the world and everyone in it is like a dream come true
But that fact of the matter is, I haven't been happy in such a long time
And you may think that the reason I left was because something must have been wrong with you, but no, it's the other way around
How can I stay and have you fall in love with my false presentation
How can continue to allow you to put me up so high where I know eventually I will not meet your expectations
So, as I said before, I'll leave before the day you let me go
Leave so you will have this lasting impression of who you thought I was before I ruin it with who I truly am
I need you to remember me as someone I'll never be
Because if you found out who I really was, I would have never felt a love like what you've shown me.
Life sprang out of water, mysteries remain
Deep in unexplored, aquatic world
Poisons and chemicals in it we drain
Life sprang out of water, mysteries remain
Nature tries to recycle to clean again
Lest its delicate balance be twirled
Life sprang out of water, mysteries remain
Deep in unexplored, aquatic world
We will next fight over water
Predict the sane and wise among us
Its shortage is now fact of the matter
We will next fight over water
Make the earth red with slaughter
Like animals if we continue to fuss
We will next fight over water
Predict the sane and wise among us
I could ask you to stay,
But there's really nothing to say,
I guess we naturally grew apart,
But it still hurts in my heart.
I tried getting you to notice
that I was still there,
But you made up your mind
And didn't care.
No one told me about this pain,
Tears have fallen from my eyes like a rain,
I'm at the point where I feel nothing but shame,
With you is what all I wanted to remain.
You never told me that you loved me
Nor did you say you don't,
Holding onto you was a sin
And now I'm being atoned.
I'm tired of living,
Yet so scared of dying,
May be things are good for you,
But look at all that I've been through.
I kept questioning like why didn't I leave yesterday?
Why did I let things that way?
How are things going to be?
Since there's no more you and me?
N now you've left without a goodbye,
I've got no energy to even cry,
No matter whatever it may be,
One thing will always remain true,
The fact of the matter is that
I'm still into you... I'm still into you!!
DREAM VISITOR
DREAM VISITOR
Welcome intruder of my private world
visiting me at the twilight of my sleep
finishing with me into the deep slumber.
Satisfying me into completeness
dream visitor, you have come again
to ravish me and to make me shy.
I see your shadow, I feel your presence
about me, you live inside me, lay atop of
my nudity, arousing sensuous stimuli,
causing spontaneous imploding- and tremors.!
My senses go haywire, starting a-fire, I am now lit.
You then let me shoulder in all that you have
induced. I lie there, desire-ring nothing-
squirming in tranquility.
Upon awakening I am shy, As I appear
to you in reality, somehow you have to know.
My brain has scattered as I fold-up like a
Chinese-fan before your very eyes
I run away when I see you in the day.
Afraid that my eyes may reveal, or betray me;
You must know, you were there in spirit and it seems.
In daylight you mock me.
When your spirit visits my dreams, it is impossible
that we are not both inclined, to have arrive at this apex
same time; Are you my coitus ghost?
fulfilling me to the utmost.?
In reality, when I see you, I lose all my of my faculties.
I avoid you in the daytime too; Upon laying eyes on you.
I forget what I came to say or do. If I look at you;
Immediately sensations rush through.
The fact of the matter is, like a school-girl I am flattered
At the twilight of my sleep you enter. As you ignite and
quell fires in me, ecstatically overwhelmed- You finish me.
leaving me conquered by your rapture' visitor.
O' intruder of my slumber- O' Dream visitor of mine.
I gain control by staying busy all the day;
wanting to exhaust myself - Thus the only way to
prevent your visit, I must, and keep you beyond
the barriers of my deep slumber.
Tonight, I deeply sleep, becoming totally
in-cognizant; You will need consent.
I must not lose control of my dreams.
I cannot lose control of my dreams to
this ravenous intruder who satisfies me beyond reality.!
Tonight, your spirit will not demand my flesh-
I wild hide behind the sound wall of exhaustion.
Even though I have never known such contentment,
O’ prowess of Morpheus. O' dream intruder-
the morning after is too confounding!
It's a hard pill to swallow knowing that something
you worked and fought so hard for is just a lost cause
and you can't put life on pause, all you can do is wonder
and think what a fool you are
now there's a handful of people who think they can change
who their significant other is or who they used to be
love is blind and when you in love and want someone so bad
it's kind hard to see the light and everybody goes threw the b.s
but you try your best to make things right and you began to wonder
he or she isn't even trying despite the fact how far y'all came
they say their completely honest with but deep down you know their lying
and when you make time for them and they don't make time for you
tell me what do you do, what do you do when you think
every time you try to reach out to your mate the devils laughing in your face
and you finally realize all the time you spent trying to be the best man
she was never trying to be the best woman
you see you were looking for love but only found heartache in your left bosom
she was looking for a sex partner and thats whats real, but
behind this reflection in the mirror now after adding your relationship
up from it's ups and downs it get to be and seem so much clearer
she could never be the woman who you see yourself marrying
fact of the matter is she's just the woman with your child she's carrying
and the signs were there in the beginning that she was swimming in lust
and ashes to ashes dust to dust thats what the end of this relationship
was made up of, a relationship that never should have started
and now all you're left with is a broken heart thats dearly departed
and a mind thats critically injured and all you can say is, its my fault
sometimes we have faith in something thats nothing
something thats not there, one living in despair and another
just too in love to admit that despite of what her lifestyle has
always been like he's always forgive and forget, but in the end
it was his heart that was gonna be a homicidal casualty, but
thats just life I suppose and I'm just facing reality
No one tells me anything
For fear I think
Of my brittle nature to the
cold heart truth being exposed
As obviously better than I
they know me
And what fickle nature consumes
my soft underbelly and wafer thin skin
How I take every little setback to heart
And that I simply can not rest knowing
someone i love
May rest just as uneasy as I now do
knowing what we both know
And no amount of pretending the
problem does not exist
Will make the problem or this
sinking feeling subside or go away
Maybe that's why no one chooses
to tell me anything at all
Because although I may wish I can
not solve other people's problems
Fact of the matter is in reality
I can barely solve my own
And will probably only end up making
the problem ten times worse anyway
And besides that i am supposed to
be the fun one
Uncle Just Play Court Jester
Who tells cheesy stupid childish
jokes in order to make light
of just incase any dire grave situation
should occur