Dreaming About Love


Dreaming About Love

I’m a fool for love
I dream about it
And pray to God
To make me fall…

I read the stories
And dream…

But I hope-
One day
I’ll have my own story to tell
And others will dream…

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Someone


Someone

We’re fragile…
We all are
One touch by the right person
And we either crumble
Or stand tall

We’re vulnerable…
Well, some of us are
One word can break us
It can send us crashing
Against a cement barrier
Or it can rebuild our broken pieces

We’re desperate…
Well, I know I am
For that someone
That beautiful being
That will make
Or break me…

The Way to Be Free


The Way to Be Free

I walk through the ashes and blood, wondering

Is there a beating heart amongst this debris?
A breathing lung or a moving finger
Instead of lost souls, wandering, searching…

I look up at the sky drying the tears I’m shedding

Is this what you call justice, a decree
Of cruelty and bitterness
Towards children crawled up on the ground, hiding…

I listen to the sound of hatred, raging

Is this how it has to be?
These souls nothing but a number
To the coward fate-handlers, watching, laughing

I grab a sword from a hand that was fighting

Is this the way to be free?
Will you grant us justice before our slumber?
Before the cowards win and we die, defying…

The Tears We Shared


The Tears We Shared

We grew up together
And I saw every tear
Mine and yours
It’s what we shared

I watched over you
Whenever you went to sleep
And you did the same for me
Just to keep the monsters away

The adults were always there
But we were left behind
It never occurred to them
We always cried in our sleep…

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