Days Like These
On days like these,
I wish I was that kind of brilliant
With tragic words and silking charm
I wish I could reach in to any soul
Any feelings, any pain
On days like these,
Words are stuck but heart pumps diesel
Sore with agony, while I feel at ease
It's melodrama-magical
How feelings could slide, twisted
Divided in random motions
On days like these,
I wish I was your star
Illusion
Knock,, knock,,
Knocking at your door
Wanna take control
Got a groove
Down so smooth
To cherish, to share.
But don't hold up,
Don't hope.
Cos this girl, just won't care.
She has running running runs runs,
'til no ache left behind.
Quitting off the dark, crawling to the light,
and banging banging bangs bangs, loud, at your door.
In silence she shouts,
" Lemme' in or I'm out!"
She's reaching reaching, seek, found
through the depth of your soul
Glaze you, bless you, wrap you,
in the real pure of joy.
Touch you, free you, burn you,
with the warmth of its all.
Just 'til there, came thunder.
And by thunder,
She's gone.
Don't wonder, don't ask,
cos she's there, but a ghost.
Accepting The Defeat
It's a lovely day today.
The wind breeze kindly,
embracing the dim sun shinning light
All I hear is just, silence.
No echo, no voices, not even my dog barking loud.
I turn up my music, still, no rhytm buzzing through me.
I'm a deaf man.
It's a lovely day to accept defeat.
I'm a sinner, I know I've lost.
An egocentric caught in a naivette eye of a child, who suddenly wakes up.
I've waste my life, for nothing really.
As if the war, the ambitions, the glory are just.. vague camuflage.
How I've come so far, just to sit back, and sees nothing.
No more questions, not even seeing eye to eye within myself no more.
I accept, the defeat.