Showing posts with label Lover. Show all posts
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Saturday, August 20, 2011

Mother, Mother

Mother, mother
I am in this world and you see me.
Mother, mother
I wonder when my heart beats
Does the world care about it.
Mother, mother
I have tried making friends, making lovers,
Making out, making for my living.
All I got back from my makings
Was that nothing was as warm as you.
Mother, mother
I cry to you tonight
Because all I ever – all I ever really – gave you
Was nothing but complaints,
Nothing but sorrows.
Mother, mother
I cry to myself tonight
Because all I ever – all I ever really – tried
Was nothing but going against your words,
Nothing but crying out for the wrong loves.
Mother, mother
I have finally seen
The bitter that you never let me taste.
All you ever wanted me to know
Was what was sweet, what was best.
All I ever tried to give you
Was what was hurtful, what was worriful.
One thing I made for you, the sac,
Could never pay back for your creations
I know, I know.
Nevertheless, you would still give me
My life, my well being, my wealth, my senses.
Mother, mother
I would like to give you a hug
If it is not too belated to do so.
Mother, mother
I would like to take the sac back
Because I know it’s been all too onerous for you.

Friday, August 19, 2011

The Queen

The queen had a white face

With red lips, drawing the attention

Of the millions that cried out there.


The queen never let a drop of tear erase

Her dignified powder off her face.


The queen sat on the golden chair

And her beauty were coined with diamonds.

She had them on her body

To poke her heart through the invisible blood.


The queen stood there, silent

As if the cries of the people were reflected back.

She had the crown, she had the diamond-

She had the utmost freeze upon her aura.


The queen was always straight up

She had abundant diamonds, to twine her beauty

As to bruise her inside endlessly without mercy.


The queen dutifully wore the crown

In a way that no one could dare to touch

With absolute dignity and sorrowful nostalgia

Of the once peaceful heart, that she had in her youth.


When the queen went down

She felt the endless pain

But she never cried it out

For that was all that she ever knew.


And that - that silent tear finally fell

When she finally let her bear face be shown

As she took the last breath to say

“I am the queen to never fade”


Then her diamonds broke opened

For the final writhe, that even the queen had to struggle for.