Wednesday, February 25, 2009

True Colors

I tried to welcome you
forever looking for the perfect hue
You brought back colors to my life
running, rushing, crashing drop dead
and I started again to finally see red
Ready to hide the slash of the knife
Walking wounded in the dead of the night
to follow the colors of the rainbow path
zealous to resist against love's violent wrath
but found no promise of gold in the end

Im in love with your words
like a portrait of yellow birds
but promises are forever shred
sketch the conversations of the dead
an expression of sins
a failed commitment begins
in short a lie

Your face is nothing like a black canvass
like walking in a land full of carcass
it made my violet heart bleed with tears
its true you only made me feel blue
now an art of finding ways anew
Pain in the halt of utterance
like floating in wide array of silver trance
feelings suck into white oblivion
the green immobile flesh lingers quietly
awaits for the time of words of eternity
yearns to paint again my heart dearly


M.

di pa rin ba maka recover???!

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