FAUST (original song written 2003) so poignantly he declared that he’s gonna leave now the world he found it foolish and he has no business living foolishly so poignantly he declared that he’s gonna leave me he says he’s gonna miss me but he’s slipping into curiosity [chorus] and i know that he won’t be completely satisfied the world’s a terrible ride to ride when you don’t notice its hue don’t see the pattern man has gotten himself into and i know that he won’t find his way to the pot of gold learn the secrets of old but he’s gotta yearn i guess put his mind at rest and he says "It all just doesn’t make sense" he starts asking me questions before he starts his journey he asks me of philosophy and what I think, and what I know so he starts asking me questions digs for every meaning he says one day he’ll know all the answers from the journey [chorus] but i know that he won’t be completely satisfied the world’s a terrible ride to ride when you don’t notice its hue don’t see the pattern man has gotten himself into and i know that he […]
This page, "A Room of One’s Own" is designed to function as a place where we can store our "creative writing" since both Perze and I like to dabble with poetry, and some of my short stories. Just wait for a new post while we retrieve our old writings…
they were just lines lines across your face a face so familiar but it’s never the same time has been cruel cruel to my astonished eyes how long has it been since i’ve seen your grin slowly i looked up up to the sky then i closed my mind a prayer i shelled out may the Lord watch over you and me while we are absent from one another
leaves fall in autumn snow vanishes in the spring your love never fades — thank you for loving me mahal.
when fear grips into your soul and you start to lose control the anomalies start to flutter and problems just pitter-patter you reach out your hand hoping you could expand your only sense of being and then you end up reeling then a paradox comes along out of nowhere comes a song fearing it could be a trick you hide behind something thick then you realize it’s all true with this poem i thank you you have given me the greatest prize a friendship with no disguise — i wrote this poem last year in celebration of my friendship with marchesa, we weren’t dating yet at that point. Comparing then and now, the only difference is that we’ve developed an even deeper friendship as we grow in love with one another. Mahal, thank you for finding me.
so strange how people change i wonder what things of me stayed the same cuz in my eyes i look at them and see an ocean without an end why couldn’t it have stayed of bears and things not fancy cars or wedding rings i’ll leave a sigh for past sighing’s sake and leave the rest to weave its give and take
*of iron… humanity and things cleaned and washed bleached and hung dried in the sun to catch the nature bestowed after filth, dirt, and grime unpinned brought to the board initially touched slightly to the iron then burned unseen, tale only told by the steam fibers cry unheard, like a forgotten dream nevertheless, after pulling and straightening some creases remain folded into the next daily grind ready to be worn again