What a heartless heart you posses!
Digging deep into the purview of our blossomness
Without conscience of the aftermath you caused
To this little fragile generations
Our days shadowed with uncertainties
As we glimmer in hopeless trepidation
We know not when you'll embark on your hunting spree
Or who next you'll hunt to the hungry grave
For us to lay lo in preparation.
Like a trailing shadow behind
Still apprehensive of your scar lately
Where we matched to confine of bereavement
As shattered into the circle of desolation
Of our loved ones kissing the world goodbye.
Oh wicked messengers of doom
Parading our lives like flume
With endless plaguing threshold
Many say they are signs of end time
And now we know what it's like.
- In the spirit of the passing away of the four ALUU students. May the soul of the departed rest in peace.
Showing posts with label dissilusion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dissilusion. Show all posts
Saturday, October 13, 2012
MESSENGERS OF DOOM
What a heartless heart you posses!
Digging deep into the purview of our blossomness
Without conscience of the aftermath you caused
To this little fragile generations
Our days shadowed with uncertainties
As we glimmer in hopeless trepidation
We know not when you'll embark on your hunting spree
Or who next you'll hunt to the hungry grave
For us to lay lo in preparation.
Like a trailing shadow behind
Still apprehensive of your scar lately
Where we matched to confine of bereavement
As shattered into the circle of desolation
Of our loved ones kissing the world goodbye.
Oh wicked messengers of doom
Parading our lives like flume
With endless plaguing threshold
Many say they are signs of end time
And now we know what it's like.
- In the spirit of the passing away of the four ALUU students. May the soul of the departed rest in peace.
Digging deep into the purview of our blossomness
Without conscience of the aftermath you caused
To this little fragile generations
Our days shadowed with uncertainties
As we glimmer in hopeless trepidation
We know not when you'll embark on your hunting spree
Or who next you'll hunt to the hungry grave
For us to lay lo in preparation.
Like a trailing shadow behind
Still apprehensive of your scar lately
Where we matched to confine of bereavement
As shattered into the circle of desolation
Of our loved ones kissing the world goodbye.
Oh wicked messengers of doom
Parading our lives like flume
With endless plaguing threshold
Many say they are signs of end time
And now we know what it's like.
- In the spirit of the passing away of the four ALUU students. May the soul of the departed rest in peace.
Saturday, September 15, 2012
IN THE GRIP OF PAIN
In a blink of the eye, everything changes
My body and soul felt weak
And powerless without you
As it ceded me to the grip of pain.
The grip of pain like an arrow
It strucked me straight into the heart, so narrow!
You told me you’ll never leave
How could I have not seen it coming?
Your absence have shattered my dreams
And enveloped me in the confines of pain and grief.
What happened to the great memories?
Of the sweet moments of our love melodies
Now you leave me in the grip of pain
A tune only I have to dance to.
Your absence took me by shock
With only pain and agony to weigh up against luck
My freedom from pain I have to prise out
With a watchword; once bitten twice shy!
My body and soul felt weak
And powerless without you
As it ceded me to the grip of pain.
The grip of pain like an arrow
It strucked me straight into the heart, so narrow!
You told me you’ll never leave
How could I have not seen it coming?
Your absence have shattered my dreams
And enveloped me in the confines of pain and grief.
What happened to the great memories?
Of the sweet moments of our love melodies
Now you leave me in the grip of pain
A tune only I have to dance to.
Your absence took me by shock
With only pain and agony to weigh up against luck
My freedom from pain I have to prise out
With a watchword; once bitten twice shy!
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