Symphony of Wind and wingWhen I sleep, my heart beats To the crashing of waves, To the convergence of gulls Chattering in the dunesSymphony of Wind and wing
In rhythm with the oscillations Of nickel-wound strings Echoing words from the only Mouth that truly speaks
Sentences in key with the currents Washing away the sands which cover Old wishes, and unpaid tributes Surrounded by the trident footprints
Of the winged messengers Who effortlessly make home
In the winds that carry my song To all ears, deaf and thoughtful
UntitledDismantled and torn, undone by my faults Elusive daydreams of peace come to a halt The reality of the sun, and its fading light Turns dreams of the day to delusions of night Journeys to find peace, love and myself shall never conclude, not ‘till my death There, may I see the ethereal light again,Untitled
But only in tunnels which lead to the end Of a life wasted in hate, drowning within The torrents of alcohol, which I used to drown sin Now swept away by the currents of the past I question how much longer I will be able to last To keep my head above the rising tides To kee
Lighthouse in the FogI know there are places where you to go escape I have mine, in the fog and down at the cape I can meet you there and find your light on the bay In the mist of night I can see your glints of day The waves carry me in, no matter where I swim I was never meant to leave anyways, time and time again The past repeats itself; our memories lay on the shelves And as time goes on, we may float away in ourselves Seas will churn with the arrival of storms,Lighthouse in the Fog
But the past is the only one who really conforms No matter which way the waves crash, we will pass The currents will turn our way, and
New DA
The funny thing is, I had a feeling you'd be on at 12:30, but I fell asleep before then.
Thank you for the photo comment
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