There is a face that stares at me
with eyes so round and brown
the lashes form a butterfly
the brows they hide a frown
And if you were to look beneath
and see the blood that flows
You would see a bitter flood
of purple and of mauve
Never be fooled by what you see
Always be prepared for hypocrocy
Cool ones rarely magnify
More than what they seem
If you find someone who seems so pure
Covered in soft white roses
Beware the blackness of their heart
And the thorns which petrify
You are a beauty; a brown eyed beauty
and I your windswept heart
close the window; shut the window
and tell me we'll never part.
There is a face that stares at me
with eyes so round and brown
the lashes form a butterfly
the brows they hide a frown
The Moon With The Curl
"There once was a girl with a curl in the middle of her forehead.
When she was good, she was very, very good
and when she was bad, she was horrid!"
When she was good, she was very, very good
and when she was bad, she was horrid!"
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Friday, November 19, 2010
The Whispering in my Soul
I talk to her though no one knows
She sees my every flaw
She's watched me since I was a child
He talks to me as I walk
We share our thoughts; our hearts
He's been with me before I could talk
Although I did not know his name
What think you
Do yo love me
And hate me aswell
Spending life together is a mixture of heaven and hell
From time to time I try to run
Escape her omnipresent gaze
I want to do life on my own
But then
The trees drip drops of melted snow
And the wind brings back her voice
I do not want to be alone
Come back my love, come back
So strong is his presence at times
So loud is her voice
So comforting his arms around me
The one who is me but not
Who rescues me in pain
And rejoices with me in times of joy
Who are you
Will I ever know
Perhaps it doesn't matter
As long as you keep listening, loving, and
whispering deep inside my soul. --NABK
She sees my every flaw
She's watched me since I was a child
He talks to me as I walk
We share our thoughts; our hearts
He's been with me before I could talk
Although I did not know his name
What think you
Do yo love me
And hate me aswell
Spending life together is a mixture of heaven and hell
From time to time I try to run
Escape her omnipresent gaze
I want to do life on my own
But then
The trees drip drops of melted snow
And the wind brings back her voice
I do not want to be alone
Come back my love, come back
So strong is his presence at times
So loud is her voice
So comforting his arms around me
The one who is me but not
Who rescues me in pain
And rejoices with me in times of joy
Who are you
Will I ever know
Perhaps it doesn't matter
As long as you keep listening, loving, and
whispering deep inside my soul. --NABK
Friday, November 12, 2010
Nonsense
Rachel
Ruby, garnet, Capricorn
jiggle giggle
shut the door
there is no sense anymore
deep and dark
frightfully , fitfully funny
see them laugh
hear the sound
red and green and blue
chicklet
lollypop shoes
delightful shoes
I need to know these things
it is over
but it is not
spinning round and round
slinky slinky what a wonderful thing
Nonsense
stuff and nonsense
pppppssha
----NABK
Ruby, garnet, Capricorn
jiggle giggle
shut the door
there is no sense anymore
deep and dark
frightfully , fitfully funny
see them laugh
hear the sound
red and green and blue
chicklet
lollypop shoes
delightful shoes
I need to know these things
it is over
but it is not
spinning round and round
slinky slinky what a wonderful thing
Nonsense
stuff and nonsense
pppppssha
----NABK
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Does she know she's not alone
Sitting
waiting
acting
the days blend into one another
wasted time
time going by in a blur before my eyes
distant
detatched
indifferent
and yet not
what is wrong here
where is the enthusiasm
where is the hope
asleep while awake
I see her shake
her voice wobbles as she speaks
am I her
is she I
what can we do
helpless
trying
for one moment
then slipping into dispassionate apathy
for another
there she is again
or is that another
how many of these mumified zombies
rome the streets
smiling
nodding
laughing
eat
drink
exercise
it takes the pain away
the dull ache of time slipping away
what is the answer
is there an answer
what is the question
do you really care
yes for a moment
no in another
air
breathe
fresh air
summer air
spring air
fall air
winter air
air
there they are
breathing
a crowd of the sightless
unable to detect each other
thinking they are alone
daunting
so daunting
jump out of the rabbit hole
drink the potion and you will grow
but it is all so far away
curl up in a ball
rock back and forth
feel the comfort of a hand
stroking your back
a kiss on your cheek
eyes staring into your own
you are not alone
this is but a moment
you will be fine
but for now
it is enough not to be alone
----NABK
waiting
acting
the days blend into one another
wasted time
time going by in a blur before my eyes
distant
detatched
indifferent
and yet not
what is wrong here
where is the enthusiasm
where is the hope
asleep while awake
I see her shake
her voice wobbles as she speaks
am I her
is she I
what can we do
helpless
trying
for one moment
then slipping into dispassionate apathy
for another
there she is again
or is that another
how many of these mumified zombies
rome the streets
smiling
nodding
laughing
eat
drink
exercise
it takes the pain away
the dull ache of time slipping away
what is the answer
is there an answer
what is the question
do you really care
yes for a moment
no in another
air
breathe
fresh air
summer air
spring air
fall air
winter air
air
there they are
breathing
a crowd of the sightless
unable to detect each other
thinking they are alone
daunting
so daunting
jump out of the rabbit hole
drink the potion and you will grow
but it is all so far away
curl up in a ball
rock back and forth
feel the comfort of a hand
stroking your back
a kiss on your cheek
eyes staring into your own
you are not alone
this is but a moment
you will be fine
but for now
it is enough not to be alone
----NABK
Monday, October 25, 2010
My Vanished Friend
Do you think of me
When the moon is full
Do you think of me
When your head is empty
Am I there in between
one thought and another
Am I still alive
in the recesses of your mind
or have you let me go to my rest
What is better
To have died and disappear
or to have died and be constantly on the wind
to swirl around the body
to swirl around the mind
Forever the age of when I left
I have not forgotten
nor shall I ever
I think of you
as I fall asleep
Thank God for the day when my mind is busy
for if not for that
your ghost would haunt me
yours and the others with you
I have not forgotten
nor shall I ever
Do you think of me
when the stars are clear
Do you think of me
as you watch your children grow
Am I there
or have I vanished
like my life was naught at all
I think of you
and I shall forever
Your life danced with mine
for too short a while
but I do not forget
I think of you
and I shall forever
my friend.
---------NABK
When the moon is full
Do you think of me
When your head is empty
Am I there in between
one thought and another
Am I still alive
in the recesses of your mind
or have you let me go to my rest
What is better
To have died and disappear
or to have died and be constantly on the wind
to swirl around the body
to swirl around the mind
Forever the age of when I left
I have not forgotten
nor shall I ever
I think of you
as I fall asleep
Thank God for the day when my mind is busy
for if not for that
your ghost would haunt me
yours and the others with you
I have not forgotten
nor shall I ever
Do you think of me
when the stars are clear
Do you think of me
as you watch your children grow
Am I there
or have I vanished
like my life was naught at all
I think of you
and I shall forever
Your life danced with mine
for too short a while
but I do not forget
I think of you
and I shall forever
my friend.
---------NABK
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Beginnings
Everthing has its begining. This is the start of The Moon With The Curl
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