Broken memories my staff

Broken memories my staff

7 December 2015

 

shadow flickr com
Courtesy Flickr.com

 

 

I walk in yonder valleys of shadow and doubt

I never really knew what life was all about

Though my lips I puckered, have learnt to purse and pout

And sing unrestrained to the tune of Schubert’s Trout

 

 

For I now embark lonesome on life’s last ferry

Looking I know, all around, within, seems dreary

I force laugh, conjuring up moments so merry

Face freezes, I realize my heart’s too weary

 

 

Through fading and withered faces I walk alone

Through the shadows and the pleasures that once had shone

Bright light, right unto my eyes, brought my lips a moan

Alas, it is all gone now, is my heart of stone?

 

 

I walk and I walk, I walk an endless journey

Through unrelenting ashen faces once creamy

Towards a dull future for which I hold no key

Sluggish and haggard steps mistaken for dreamy

 

 

shadows imgarcade com
Courtesy imgarcade.com

 

I walk through morrows

Broken memories my staff

In lone shadowland

 

walking drhug or

 

 

 

Spente le Stelle – Emma Shapplin

Memories – Within Temptation

 

 

Ronovan writes a new concept, the Freku. Pingback here

سيشرق الغد Tomorrow will rise

سيشرق الغد

٨ سبتمبر ٢٠١٥

rise chipur com
Courtesy chipur.com

.

رياح التغيير

ستهب بهدوء

في سماواتي

.

نمت سليما

و تدفق العالم

كدم في العروق

.

سيشرق الغد

في كسر أرواحنا

و ينطق الشمس

.

rise pinoyexchange com
Courtesy pinoyexchange.com

Tomorrow will rise

8 September 2015

revolution michelledharvey wordpress com
Courtesy michelledharvey.wordpress.com

.

All the winds of change

Will soon be softly blowing

Within my blue skies

.

You sleep peacefully

Erstwhile the world around flows

Like blood in the veins

.

Tomorrow will rise

On our tired broken souls

And voice the sunshine

.

rise onlyinyourstate com
Courtesy onlyinyourstate com