A drink of the potion
The tear from an eye
The leaf of autumn
The trade of a spy
Blood spilt all over
Bent in agony and pain
Favored in bliss in bitterness
Remorse is but the happiness of yesterday's
The fun, the child that was
The drive, the life, the pulse
The smile we favor
The spirit, the killings, the purpotrators
The dminishing factor, that's all around
The fact that it is now the last day before death is about us, bound
Father to mother
Soldier from brother
Nurse from sister
The smile they decieve
The lies they fill you in and leave
Folded pains of agony
Surprise you with the terrains of love's forgotten reality
Bird caged chirping in sorrow
What tomorrow holds, no one knows
Sunrise rises above
Clouds diminish away
Flowers upon the green meadows
Children play swiftly with their hair in the air
Wake up
Wake up
Drug's effects going away
Shaken in a cold shower
Born to a world of colder weather
The smile that was of yesterday, has now faded away
A hand on his cheek
Swiftly breezes away his pain
She whispers his name
Only to see her shedding in tears, hugging him in bed, not wanting to let go
Realization hits..
It was just a bad dream
Sunday, April 09, 2006
Bad Dream
Posted by Sleepless In Muscat at 00:16
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