No pressure
Created | Updated Apr 14, 2005
Calm before the storm that odd silence one feels
like a paragraph in a strange place or couple of
Words ,just read ,ahead of ones self we the reader
Sometimes see what’s to come and miss the important
Ones or are swept up ,like the swirling of typhoon
We at once know soon from our experience or imaginings
Of what could come a hurly burly spinning bins n tins n things
rings of strings, or on rushing wind singing urgent swirling
Swelling like, monsoons and the clamouring around sounds
Of rain smattering on tin roofs ,natures proof that it
Will not be beaten , but can beat you effortless yet ,
How soft still water feels ,how gentle the breeze as it,
Passes the leaves on trees ,whispering not menacing
But pleasing pleasant heaven sent to cool or fool the senses ,
why oh why
Not knowing the sound of feelings,
when we listen, with deaf ears.
our fears and superstions unseen
But achieving red anger ,green envy
And with the passing of the years
Now seen in shades black or grey.
by eyes that are now bloodshot,
From forlorn torn tears, smears,
bleached wrinkled tracks appear
Ok, let me just tell the truth, from the
beginning,it was hard for me to trust.
Having heard from two relations that,
Chatted of what you and she discussed,
I felt that the vindication ,indicated by facts
off course ,you strayed, so as you may not
wander further this to you I say. today
That you and I and You see you said
You would, never break my heart.
But that what you felt,was what you said
again and again ,again.the pain,remains
Exspressed like a train of sorts,
Thoughts onrushing, crushing
When strange feelings,first did start.
Was it love. A LOVE that true,to me
not you,and who you see that way not me
a heart thats free from pain. I need
For all I feel, is disgust not lust,
Just.How do I explain.
When words,from lips tightly Spoken
That particuler kinda way,
Those smiles the frowns,
Eyes upon the ground.as if have
often seen ,furtive looks ,
first forwards then behind,
the words that then follow on,
Rarely where they kind.
in retrospect.
I did reflect on
what you had to say
But what you said
Thats not what I read,
Deep with in your eyes.
The promises that where spoken
betrayal ,displaying ,saying
Gods truth, strewth the proof is
Yet more lies. I spy denial
trial period you said ,try this in stead,
indeed the act ,you play the actor well,
As another excuse you tell
Go to hell ,and tell me what you saw,
before I send you there
Was it not the way, you say it
there are meant to sound,bells ringing
when repeating in my dreams,singing
I saw the smile,yes It took a while ,
to seperate whats true.
From lies
Each version of the truth ,
I hear from your heart impart
Or soul ,you sold ,but failed
to buy mind and mind.you this
that kiss Re-enforces the facts
Love is blind,only to your kind
like a paragraph in a strange place or couple of
Words ,just read ,ahead of ones self we the reader
Sometimes see what’s to come and miss the important
Ones or are swept up ,like the swirling of typhoon
We at once know soon from our experience or imaginings
Of what could come a hurly burly spinning bins n tins n things
rings of strings, or on rushing wind singing urgent swirling
Swelling like, monsoons and the clamouring around sounds
Of rain smattering on tin roofs ,natures proof that it
Will not be beaten , but can beat you effortless yet ,
How soft still water feels ,how gentle the breeze as it,
Passes the leaves on trees ,whispering not menacing
But pleasing pleasant heaven sent to cool or fool the senses ,
why oh why
Not knowing the sound of feelings,
when we listen, with deaf ears.
our fears and superstions unseen
But achieving red anger ,green envy
And with the passing of the years
Now seen in shades black or grey.
by eyes that are now bloodshot,
From forlorn torn tears, smears,
bleached wrinkled tracks appear
Ok, let me just tell the truth, from the
beginning,it was hard for me to trust.
Having heard from two relations that,
Chatted of what you and she discussed,
I felt that the vindication ,indicated by facts
off course ,you strayed, so as you may not
wander further this to you I say. today
That you and I and You see you said
You would, never break my heart.
But that what you felt,was what you said
again and again ,again.the pain,remains
Exspressed like a train of sorts,
Thoughts onrushing, crushing
When strange feelings,first did start.
Was it love. A LOVE that true,to me
not you,and who you see that way not me
a heart thats free from pain. I need
For all I feel, is disgust not lust,
Just.How do I explain.
When words,from lips tightly Spoken
That particuler kinda way,
Those smiles the frowns,
Eyes upon the ground.as if have
often seen ,furtive looks ,
first forwards then behind,
the words that then follow on,
Rarely where they kind.
in retrospect.
I did reflect on
what you had to say
But what you said
Thats not what I read,
Deep with in your eyes.
The promises that where spoken
betrayal ,displaying ,saying
Gods truth, strewth the proof is
Yet more lies. I spy denial
trial period you said ,try this in stead,
indeed the act ,you play the actor well,
As another excuse you tell
Go to hell ,and tell me what you saw,
before I send you there
Was it not the way, you say it
there are meant to sound,bells ringing
when repeating in my dreams,singing
I saw the smile,yes It took a while ,
to seperate whats true.
From lies
Each version of the truth ,
I hear from your heart impart
Or soul ,you sold ,but failed
to buy mind and mind.you this
that kiss Re-enforces the facts
Love is blind,only to your kind
