Pictures of you
Time it seemed had healed all my wounds
And the corpse that was my heart saw light again
One fateful day and a chance glimpse of you
Back was I shoved into this twister of pain
On the eve that you left I died a million times
With time however like the Phoenix I was reborn
Another shot at life foiled by a vision of you
In some abyss my fragments lie, my being is torn
As I closely inspect the scars in my spirit
They will never mend it seems no matter what I do
If you look from afar, blemishes all over me
If you take a closer look, they’re all pictures of you
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 Posted by Heretic in Poetry on July 3rd, 2008 |
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July 3rd, 2008 at 11:17 am
Well HERECTIC Is BACk. As always, a poem for the bhangeri i hope so :p.GOod one BRo.
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July 3rd, 2008 at 9:23 pm
Yea, that’s life bro. You die and get reborn and again you die and then reborn. True, there’ll still be some scars left but as time go by you’ll see they’ll pain no more.
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July 4th, 2008 at 3:02 am
Scars of pleasure
Scars of pain
Atmospheric changes
Make them sensitive again
When I think about all I have seen
And all I’ll never see
When I think about the people
Who have opened up to me
I get this feeling…
Rush, “Scars”, 4:07, Presto/November 1989
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July 4th, 2008 at 3:06 am
Pictures of her
Pictures of her, new and old
Scars they carry, memories they hold
The grief inflicted cannot be told
A chance glimpse of her and my heart gets cold
Time heals all wound they say, I’m waiting for my turn
It’s hard to stay hopeful, when in happiness you burn
Nothing to look forward to and it hurts to look back
The rainbow after my rain is painted all black
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