A world of beauty,
A world of pain,
The world in which my love remains,
A gift of life,
A gift of rain,
The gift in which my love sustains,
A life of trust,
A life of pain,
The life in which my love inflames,
A heart so true,
A heart so mine,
The heart which beats my love for you.
Copyright ©2007 Syridian.
If booze doth talk, as booze doth will
then booze doth talk a hefty swill
for thrice one night doth booze say
“You will be fine the very next day”
That next day come, and I’m rather ill
So booze doth talk some hefty swill.
Copyright ©2007 Syridian
The world about me swirls
chaotic in nature just like pearls
Thoughts of lust and of love
Of the freedom of a dove
The world about me swirls
As a leaf on the breeze twirls
Thoughts of women and of wine
Dreams of one who isn’t mine
The world about me swirls
Just like shaved chocolate curls
Desires pull, hard to repel
Yet I must or go to Hell.
Copyright ©2007 Syridian
In his light do we thrive?
In his glory do we exist?
Does his power let us survive?
His word, shall we not resist?
Is history not written by the victors?
Is his book naught but good news?
Is the world just following blindly?
Does blind faith draw them to the pews?
Is belief easier than thinking?
Will faith really show us the way?
Is questioning the book blasphemous?
Do I as a human, have a right to my say?
Investigate all lifes truths.
Question all that you have been taught.
For belief and faith are one thing.
Truths true value is only evident when sought.
Copyright ©2006 Syridian
I wanna write but the words won’t flow.
My hand stands still; stubbornly so.
Empty brain; writer’s block
Give it a boost of electric shock.
Something’s gotta get me going.
Something must get these damn words flowing.
Sick of staring at empty pages
Bloody writer’s block’s contagious!
Wish I knew who I caught it from -
I’d like to send them a letter bomb!
Bloody selfish wordless hack
Give my creativity back!
Copyright ©2006 Lil’ting Violet.
Inspiration from afar,
on how to be a wandering star,
Life, it’s gift, used to unite,
Yet dull it does Freedoms light,
A soul born into the world is free,
Yet grown, not so, as you can see.
Copyright ©2006 Syridian
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