Tsar's Poems
Nov 23, 2011 11:44:10 GMT -5
Post by Tsarashi 2.0 on Nov 23, 2011 11:44:10 GMT -5
I normally don't write poems very often, but when I get muse it doesn't go away until I write it down. That's what happened to me a few weeks ago when the first snow fell. And when I was done with it I had nothing to do with it and that made me sad. Then I remembered that there was a place I could put it on here! So, here it is.
I'd like to hear what you all think, giving tips or pointers, personal interpretations?
I'd like to hear what you all think, giving tips or pointers, personal interpretations?
Will you tuck me into sleep
as this fallen Angel weeps
of fellen truths and spoken lies
recite to me those lullabies
that sing of all that people long
I don’t deserve that peaceful song
tuck that frozen blanket round
I promise not to make a sound
though promises mean nothing now
but this last one I will allow
the longer that I’ve had to lie
the more I hear this Angel cry
weakness pains my broken heart
as witness to this fall apart
what was once a pleasant dance
will never catch it’s second chance
for I have sinned and I have lied
and broke upon that second tide
the path is straight and simply clear
but that is not what’s kept me here
will you tell this Angel love
these words I have not spoken of
my bed was cold and hard that year
yet that was not what I did fear
I fear that only I can see
this Angel’s sad and lonesome plea
to keep inside a cry so great
only myself I’ve come to hate
my promises have come undone
and I find that time had won
time is what kept me away
regardless of what I could say
time is what kept me from this
although this Angel is my bliss
gone so far and come so near
if only I knew this could hear
my broken words and truthful lies
have truly used up all my tries
if I could see this on this day
I’d whisk this Angel close and say
forget my absence on this earth
for I could never best your worth
long since I have closed my eyes
I look up again to see the skies
never had I seen before
that cold sheet the sky had bore
without this here to hold me tight
I will face another night
the promise that I broke so well
has made my death a living hell
but life should not be that for thee
although it’s all because of me
that blanket from the sky above
will be my last, my frigid glove
as this fallen Angel weeps
of fellen truths and spoken lies
recite to me those lullabies
that sing of all that people long
I don’t deserve that peaceful song
tuck that frozen blanket round
I promise not to make a sound
though promises mean nothing now
but this last one I will allow
the longer that I’ve had to lie
the more I hear this Angel cry
weakness pains my broken heart
as witness to this fall apart
what was once a pleasant dance
will never catch it’s second chance
for I have sinned and I have lied
and broke upon that second tide
the path is straight and simply clear
but that is not what’s kept me here
will you tell this Angel love
these words I have not spoken of
my bed was cold and hard that year
yet that was not what I did fear
I fear that only I can see
this Angel’s sad and lonesome plea
to keep inside a cry so great
only myself I’ve come to hate
my promises have come undone
and I find that time had won
time is what kept me away
regardless of what I could say
time is what kept me from this
although this Angel is my bliss
gone so far and come so near
if only I knew this could hear
my broken words and truthful lies
have truly used up all my tries
if I could see this on this day
I’d whisk this Angel close and say
forget my absence on this earth
for I could never best your worth
long since I have closed my eyes
I look up again to see the skies
never had I seen before
that cold sheet the sky had bore
without this here to hold me tight
I will face another night
the promise that I broke so well
has made my death a living hell
but life should not be that for thee
although it’s all because of me
that blanket from the sky above
will be my last, my frigid glove
