Sunday, September 27, 2009

You've Just Gotta Share

For the JOY OF GIVING week

A spark in the air,
a bright bluish flare,
it's lighting up my world,
as the story unfurls.
A blissful smile,
for a long lasting while,
it's saving us all,
maybe it's our call.

They need some affection,
some love and emotion.
It's time that we care,
you've just gotta share.

Doing our bit,
a flame that's been lit,
life doesn't move on beer,
we all need some cheer.
Reaching out,
without a doubt,
will make you feel great,
rewrite your fate.

They need some affection,
some love and emotion.
It's time that we care,
you've just gotta share.

Friday, September 25, 2009

A State Of Mind

I'm flying,
I'm flying,
there's no stopping me,
I'm zooming,
Wooooooosshhh!!
I'm feeling too free!

Somebody bring me back,
get me down from here,
it's suddenly getting scary,
it's more than just fear.

I'm tumbling,
I'm falling,
I'll be down in a second.
I'm hurtling,
and BAM!!!
I've got a lot to mend.

I'm back to where I was,
it's square number one,
I've just fallen from so high,
It'll be long before I run.....
And even longer before I fly.

It's hard for me to comprehend love's vicious cycle.

Heartache's Here To Stay

You can go walking on a beach,
there's the stars that you can reach,
but that heartache won't be fixed tonight.
You can take a cruise to nowhere,
and sleep in your grand lair,
but that heartache will still stay tonight.

You can divert your mind,
but you'll still find,
that the heartache is here to stay tonight.

You can play some great songs,
and forever go on,
but that heartache must stay tonight.
You might go for some drugs,
or get robbed by two thugs,
but that heartache will continue tonight.

You can divert your mind,
but you'll still find,
that the heartache is here to stay tonight.

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Utopia

So there's a shell waiting to be shed,
no more worries only love instead.
So there's some soul that's left in me,
a life beyond all misery.

Won't stop till I've reached,
Utopia!
Carry on till I see,
Utopia!

So you know there's so much vice,
and that He's not playing dice.
So there must be a way for us,
there's no need for such a fuss.

Won't stop till I've reached,
Utopia!
Carry on till I see,
Utopia!

So I gotta stop just being,
and start what they call living...

Won't stop till I've reached,
Utopia!
Carry on till I see,
Utopia!

Saturday, September 19, 2009

It Happens For A Reason

Today, I lost everything I ever had,
yet there's a smile on my face,
the world could be rude and just drive me mad,
but I know, I've already found my place.
It seems like my stars shining brighter now,
although the clouds seem to keep getting grey,
I'm not the one to keep on asking how,
luck and fate are guiding me along a better way.

Although the chips are down,
and everyone's aiming their guns,
just don't forget this one thing...
It happens for a reason.

Friday, September 18, 2009

I'm Still There

In a few years from now,
when we're busy with our lives,
and everything seems like a fond memory,
will we still remember our vow,
will our dashed hopes survive,
as all proceeds like a grand story?

I'll still care.
It won't change.
I'm still there.
It'll never change.

With great designs
and a planned out course,
we'll mould ourselves for an unknown morrow,
but only time
and love's resource,
could keep us from that awaiting sorrow.

I'll still care.
It won't change.
I'm still there.
It'll never change.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Issued In Public Interest

The stars are moving,
or is it me?
The lights are fading,
is this for real?
My feet won't take me,
am I going somewhere?
The music is playing,
is this some grand fair?

No I'm not in love,
and my life's no junk,
I'm just a little dazed up now,
coz' I'm plain drunk.

I walk along the road,
I looked both sides.
Headlights were flashing,
as they all drove by.

No I'm not in love,
and my life's no junk,
I'm just a little dazed up now,
coz' I'm plain drunk.

Then slowly,
I got up in my bed,
as I looked around,
I saw my friend was dead.
Turns out I'd had
an accident last night,
the driver was drunk too
as he tried to turn right.

No more drinking for me,
I'm a sober man now,
I'd rather get a high,
from being in good old love.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Love Must Leave

The tears have dried up,
the frown is gone,
my head's stopped aching,
it's the heart that's burnt.
The idea seems bad
it's almost hard to believe,
but it's for you to be happy
that love must leave.

Hearts and minds fighting all the time,
all keep saying that love is a crime,
crushed or squashed, love will overpower,
it's like the fragrance of a flower...

Monday, September 14, 2009

The Portals Of Love

My heart beat faster than normally,
my eyes couldn't even see clearly.
Now you might say that I'm unwell,
but it's nothing more than a spell.
An unforgettable day of my life,
no more worries, no more woes,
love walked in, hand in hand with you,
ever since, everything around glows.

That feeling was never felt before,
it was unheard of, almost folklore,
Are these the symptoms of what they call love?
I must have fallen right into the portals of love.

It's just too hard for anyone to explain,
although you may say it's just too plain.
This beautiful overwhelming feeling
has left me thoroughly reeling.
But it must mean something good,
there's no escape from it's headiness,
the world goes round and round,
while me, I've lost all steadiness.

That feeling was never felt before,
it was unheard of, almost folklore,
Are these the symptoms of what they call love?
I must have fallen right into the portals of love.

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Why can't we be happy?

I don't feel like writing,
I don't feel like a song,
this loneliness is killing me,
there's something very wrong.
I'm trying to be happy,
I've put on a masquerade,
although I know deep down inside,
it's all going to fade.

We want to seize the moment,
we want the universe,
if only we could be happy,
while life, simple and terse.

Friday, September 11, 2009

That Fatal Smile

A gust of wind, a stormy gale,
or an illness that can make you pale,
a tiring day, an endless night,
or your neighbour's violent fight,
an uphill task, a treacherous fall,
or an earthquake in Montreal,
a failed attempt, a poison vial,
they just can't match your fatal smile.

A meteorite, an accident,
or a cancer that's not evident,
a killer snake, a lightning bolt,
or a bullet shot by Mr. Colt,
an evil plan, a mighty blow,
or an arrow from a wooden bow,
a heart attack, a crocodile,
I'd rather die from your fatal smile.

A smitten heart, the judge's trial,
I'd happily die from your fatal smile.

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Burdens To Bear

Let it all go,
you can cry your heart out.
When you need a shoulder,
and life seems like a doubt.
The sun might look
like it's just set,
and you feel like
you've lost every bet.

Wipe off those tears
and don't be glum,
coz' life's too short.
So smile ol' chum!

Sometimes it feels like it won't end,
the burden is too large,
no matter what you try to do,
you just cannot take charge.
The room keeps getting smaller,
the doors seem tightly shut,
your shadow has deserted you,
you feel like you've been cut.

Wipe off those tears
and don't be glum,
coz' life's too short.
So smile ol' chum!

Monday, September 7, 2009

Delusional Love

When our eyes first met,
there was nothing there,
we passed by without a thought,
with other things to care.
Days later, you smiled,
I smiled back, joyful inside,
hoping hopefully,
for you to be by my side.

But is this how it is?
Must this be all?
Weren't we deemed to be?
Shouldn't we fall...
in love?

Then we sat together,
on the bench of love.
As it all fit in place,
you were sent from above.
We grew close over time,
hugs and kisses were usual,
but something occupied your mind.
Was it just delusional?

But is this how it is?
Must this be all?
Weren't we deemed to be?
Shouldn't we stay...
in love?

Then one day, you said "It's over.",
I stood alone watching you leave,
I wonder why, I wonder how,
It's kinda hard to believe.

But is this how it is?
Must this be all?
Weren't we deemed to be?
Shouldn't we have stayed...
in love?

Saturday, September 5, 2009

Dimwitted Ghosts

What've we come to,
are there any people out there?
Nobody to meet, no stories to share?
We've become ghosts,
our lives lonely,
doing nothing, living life nonchalantly.

Get up,
change it,
don't just lay back,
being a dimwit.

Change won't come thus,
must be brought about,
apathy does nothing, you've gotta shout out loud!
Life's tough already I know,
but solve what you can,
you don't need a gun, only a simple plan.

Get up,
change it,
don't just lay back,
being a dimwit.

People And Seasons

If hearts had brains,
and brains had hearts,
would you still be far away?
Would we still be far apart?
If time was unchanging,
and risks weren't needed,
would life still be the same?
Would I still be unshielded?

Seasons come and go,
people come and go,
but would I be the same,
with you... here.

I sat on a cliff once,
and looked out below,
the waves lashing hard,
for no reason so.
Night soon fell,
I was lonely again,
no soul with me to listen,
to the sea's refrain.

Seasons come and go,
people come and go,
but would I be the same,
with you... here.