Sunday, October 28, 2007

Still Born

The unknown fear of a known devastation
The restless nights of the sleepless city
Spent in your memory…the silent groans
The pain that I cannot explain…

The red pestilence
Keeps thumping against this sleepless monster
How I wish it fell asleep
If only I could offer you a cold red carpet

How harsh, how cruel I have become
You gasp at my insolence
It’s a bad omen to hear dogs cry
Maybe that’s why you shun me…

In this world of wireless communication
I wish I could transcend these mortal fetters…to speak to you…
O’ what is the price
I wish I could buy our dead child some time

We gave birth…
I bore the labour pains as much as you
But you left me to feel
The pain of a still born…

Sunday, October 14, 2007

Fightin' A Memory

Why is it so difficult to beat a shadow,
So impossible to give it the slip?
Why is it so tough to forget…
That it follows me…

I wish your memory did not haunt me
I wish I was left alone
Hoping I will move apart
But the farther I go…it follows…

What is it that you want from me?
What is it that is left to give
I gave your freedom…without a fight
And I can’t fight your memory

Please take away your shadow
It pushes me to the edge
It brings back the pain…
There’s just one escape from the shadow…your darkness