in my black and white lifeyou are the only thingthat I dream of in colourIt's 4 am and I'm awake.Needing you.To quiet you.To hold you close.To kiss your demons away.To worship at your altar.Yes.In my black and white life.You are the only thing thatI dream of in colour.
Laying in my bed exploring a dream,In my own reality worlds,I can soar like a glider, walk through a wall,Or seduce some beautiful girls.I am a deity in my perceptual state;These hallucinations are mine.I am free; I can be whatever I want;I become my only divine.There is nothing to limit, save for myself,My imagination and thought.This is liberty at its farthest extreme;I can find whatever I've sought.Then I wake to the g...
There is an infinitesimal line between love and hate.Sacred dreaming, and restless sleeping.The kinds of things that keep you thinking.First hint of day glows through the blind or window shade.When eyelids open, they again open to this world of hostilities. Sometimes this never-ending place, filled with tragedy......makes anyone want to die in the battle.Walking outside, I light another cigarette.I replay my life and e...
Standing in front of Principal Ozawa’s office door made her feel shivers all over her body. She does not know the reason why she was being called, but Tachibana-sensei told her it was something important. Thus, here she was. She knocked several times and waited until she heard Principal Ozawa’s voice beckoning her to enter. She reached for the doorknob and quietly entered the room. He was seated on his large but seemed to...
They came from the east, two young lovers on their journey. First by train, then by steamboat. Standing on the bank of the Mighty Mo with the sun to their backs, they set off. In his left pocket, a letter and deed for 50 acres in Kansas.First generation to conquer the prairie. Much work and trials lay ahead. Build a home out of rolling prairie grass. A place of theirs, a place to put down roots.As the years rolled by, 50...
"Let's run away, far away from here," A face blurred out but feelings undeniable, that was what she wanted as Fatima gazed over the horizons of Hell. They were alone, or so she thought, no one else ever paid her much mind, just as if she were a ghost in the background."I don't remember how I got here," she muttered letting her face furrow in confusion. The figure with her sighed almost knowingly the answer to her statemen...
Love is like a string of dreams.It is all empty when awaken.Perhaps I was born to be that much sentimental.Thus, I am teased by love.The dream we are chasing after is vanished as time pass by.We comprehend that love is out of our control completely,only when we awaken.I longed for flying high up to the sky,and I was so much impulsive at the beginning.If I still think of you someday,you should believe that I was deeply in...
Mam and I have lived alone ever since Da died. I remember that day almost twenty five years ago as it were yesterday; there was a terrible storm and Da was outside fixing the tarpaulins covering the hay bales when a freak gust of wind uprooted the ancient oak tree beside the barn. Da was crushed under timbers from the barn and died a few hours later in hospital from his internal injuries. No one knew how old the oak tree...
You were the sun that burned my skin because I trusted once again;Your words were like stars that fell from the sky, Only you know how often you uttered a lie;With your smooth talk and promises, you had me believing;Though I realized too late you were only deceiving;But I can't really blame you; I should have seen from the start,You were only an actor, playing a part;When you spoke of the future, I did not readily see;Tha...
Broken heart yet again, same old lies with a different spin;Hopes and dreams kept on hold, after all that time it grew old;To think I'd loved you all those years, pushed aside all my fears;Of never having your love returned, another painful lesson learned.
I believe in nightmares that consume by day, leaving one bitterI am wide awake, yet it’s only my regrets I see clearerI walk alone in a tunnel I was promised would be littered with glitterI see no light exude, of course that excludes, my hope’s last glimmer.I was told the future belongs to the youthfulI now suspect it might not have been truthful"I should have faith and that my future is bright" they sayI even hear it ech...
Falling into a gaping fissure, darkness swallows me up.Why can't it be Alice's rabbit hole?Her underworld full of wonders, overflowing with psychedelic shrooms, hookah-smoking caterpillars and white rabbit.Not just past memories, devoid of any color, filled with sharp pain and scars. A place void of moonbeams, no sunsets, sunrises or rainbows. No rose petals grace my bed, or surrealistic pillow, for me to rest my head. On...
A tapestry of color nature weaves,Changing greens to red and gold,Across high hills and valleys low.Heated days now a memory leaves,Spring's new life no longer bold.Gone are warm winds that blow.Summer's green packed in sheaves.Tucked away for the coming cold.Color soon traded for Winter's snow.My mind foggy as it perceives,I'm in the autumn of life's hold.Most times I'm left eating crow.Seasons pass quicker oh I grieves;...
The perils of war, are furrowed deep in the memory of many, escape seems unobtainable, within the confines of minds young and old.Those who were lost, are not only those who perished in the conflicts many, but those who were left behind to remember.The perils of war, are furrowed deep, deep inside the recollections of those souls, who came home from battle misplaced.As the battles still rage on, within their dreams.We sen...
