he stood there all alone
Thinking of what to say
I flew above his throne
Taking his breath away
he said: "You're just a crow,
That I will soon forget
A mere part of the show
Of the million birds I've met".
I smiled, and I said: "No,
It's your turn now to regret
I'm the poem you'll never write
And the book you'll never read
I'm your motherhood delight
I'm the child you wish to feed
In the dark I'm a ray of light
In your land I'm the only seed
You'll soon know, when I'm out of sight
That I'm everything you need
I'm the law you never wrote
I'm the queen of your lost kingdom
I'm your every happy thought
And your final words of wisdom
I am nothing but a treasure
That you don't want to discover
So now you can't have the pleasure
Of calling me your lover".
here is the place i turned virtual, a faceless, nameless girl who has the guts in virtual to talk all the talks she never talk In real life
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Showing posts with label the crow. Show all posts
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
the crow who just said "no"… part 4
he stood there all alone
Thinking of what to say
I flew above his throne
Taking his breath away
he said: "You're just a crow,
That I will soon forget
A mere part of the show
Of the million birds I've met".
I smiled, and I said: "No,
It's your turn now to regret
I'm the poem you'll never write
And the book you'll never read
I'm your motherhood delight
I'm the child you wish to feed
In the dark I'm a ray of light
In your land I'm the only seed
You'll soon know, when I'm out of sight
That I'm everything you need
I'm the law you never wrote
I'm the queen of your lost kingdom
I'm your every happy thought
And your final words of wisdom
I am nothing but a treasure
That you don't want to discover
So now you can't have the pleasure
Of calling me your lover".
the crow who decided to let go... part 3
So here you are below
Still looking up at me
Waiting to shoot the crow
Or to cut down her tree
I'm really sorry to disappoint you
For I was born to be free
Before you aim your gun
Or throw your first stone
You'll find that I'm long gone
And you're still standing alone
I'll fly towards the sun
And leave you on your own
For I could end the curse
And break the eternal spell
Destiny is in my hands
And you know that very well
Forever you've lost the chance
Of a story you'll never tell
I will fly and hear you moan
And cry of your own pain
I'm a phoenix in the sun
And an eagle in the rain
From the ashes I will rise
And you'll never see me again
Monday, November 16, 2009
Of the crow who wasn't so.. part 2
The sun is shining
But I'm still whining
And you're waiting below
Under my tree
Where I can see
The stones you want to throw
My eyes are burning
From the tears I'm learning
That I'm nothing but a crow
I know you're ready to kill
So I'll read you my will
A story you don't know
* * *
In a kingdom that's so old
he used to be the king
His crown was made of gold
His gown was emerald brown
brown emeralds were his eyes
Same as his royal gown
I was a crown that shines
Above his black shiny hair
Being that close to him
I didn't feel so cold
His hands brought me to life
Though I was made of gold
Till one day I fell down
he threw me off his head
It hurt-ed when I touched the ground
As he climbed his royal bed
"You're not a part of me!"
he said, throwing a spell
"A black crow you'll be
or I'll burn you in my hell"
If I were to have the choice
I wouldn't have fallen down
Yet still he was a king
Even without his crown
The gems became my wings
The gold has turned to black
And as he closed his eyes
I flew, never looking back
In a kingdom that's so old
As old as the sun and sky
I was his crown of gold
Now a crow trying to fly
* * *
Alone I stand on my tree
You're eagerly waiting below
So if it is meant to be
I'll be another dead crow
It's not the first time I faced it
But maybe the last deadly blow
Sunday, November 15, 2009
a crow wanted you to know...part 1
I'm the one who fled the flock, who flew against the flow..
Not Milton, not Shakespeare
Nor Edgar Allan Poe
In your mirrors I appear
A gloomy lonesome crow
So sad, that's what you think
I pity you nonetheless
You, standing on the brink
Unable to confess
I'm sorry for how you were
And for all what you've become
I can tell from the empty stare
In your eyes that turned so numb
There's nothing more to tell
For a heart that's painted black
Maybe that's my last farewell
Who knows, I might be back
I'm the one who fled the flock
Who flew against the flow
My words have stopped the clock
All this by now you know
I'm the dream of every bird
Wishing for a distant star
While you're within your herd
In chains anywhere you are
The book under the cover
Is what matters the most
So in my sky I'll hover
For you I'm another ghost
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