Vagabond TomA man named Tom who roams with his fiddle
playing each day and he talks of riddles
happy and free as he could be
while he stumbles upon a village that he see's
As he passed by villager's said hi
everybody working a sweat and wasted no time
for the winter would come and so they could hide
preparations started early for they want to survive
winter's debut to the village, for that they won't strive
Tom saw them work so he decided to help
so the mayor told him.
"why not go to the Inn?, I'm sure they could use some entertainment."
as soon as he played, the people boo'd him and tomatoes they've pelt
Tom had nothing to do but dashed and fled.
Winter draws near and he had nowhere to stay
and stumbled across the same village and yet he would say
"I am not going back there. For they might let me sleep in the stables.
and there won't be food on the table. for the Inn would be full.
then they would treat me like a mule and feed me with hay."
So Tom slept outside like a dog
he bundled up some hay a
Random ThoughtsRemembering the past where it's happy always
I never sought that the day would come back again
where being happy means a whole lot to me
the once happy go lucky me has finally returned
from a long slumber that felt like years
never felt being so lonely could be as bright as ever
now I don't have to feel alone anymore
For I have myself to love and for my friends
to love me more for who I am and for who I am not
be true to yourself and the rest will follow
Trust. Believe and Surrender...
ScarredA day that would begin a new
as each day I were to see you
my heart would crumble to pieces
it's hard to ignore you,
like learning telekinesis.
I can't get you out of my head
how can I make amends
when each day my life grew tense.
I would lose a limb
because you had fell for him
why must you be so harsh?
now I just want to drown myself in marsh.
My sorrow's and pain grow
that I've lost what's all to know
I have loved to see us as one
such sweet unity would be fun.
Tragedy that's full of heart ache
I don't know how much I could take
it's enough to make a smith to forge and create
a black steel heart that's filled with hate.
The BirdgeOur friendship was first born and linked by a wooden bridge
as our relationship grew stronger so did I rebuilt it
from ropes to wood through all those months
seems to me that now you wanted to torch it down
Oh why must you do so?
have I done something wrong?
have I dealt a severe injury into our relationship,
that you hold a torch now and wanting to burn the link.
I do love to see a future with you so please don't destroy it?
I want to be with you, either friends or as lovers
The bridge that I've built for us now did turn into steel
but now you just want to destroy it and forget about me forever.
As time diminishes and so does our relationship
and so does the bridge that was intertwined between us
started to disintegrate.
Heart and SoulI can't imagine life without you
we speak of the future and the good life
but in the end we have nothing
how long does my heart have to suffer
before I stop and read the signs
that she's no longer mine...
this pain filled tragedy in me
I cannot control it
wishing that I could see her
to give one velvet kiss
seeing that it's impossible now
that forever we shall be
I can't find another woman like you
for people spoke of others out there
but can I find the same one as you?
they said there are plenty of fish in the sea
but your the only fish that's truly rare
a particular species that I wish to find
I can't stop thinking of you
and it's unhealthy to do too
I love you and I know
how I just wish that we could be together
my dear, I love you.. forever more
CurfewThe night has passed
came home at last
forgot to eat dinner and I decided to fast
looked at the time and I saw it was 10 past
Went up to my bedroom as I tread lightly
I saw my parent's room and their light was turned on brightly
so I walked up to my room very slightly
the floor wood creaked as I stepped on it noisily
and my parent's heard me and I begged politely
To just ignore my curfew for the night
but their fury was more than my height
dad gave me a punch with all his might
mom gave me a slap that was very tight
A very nasty scolding that I have to take
I proceeded to my room with a body that ached
then I decided to sleep it off so tomorrows wake
that's the last time I would ignore my curfew
The awakening of the DemonTremble in fear mortals
for the demon has arrived
I've come to collect souls and fears
and also to let you hear...
my wailing echoes in your ears
I am a demon that engulfs darkness
you are no longer safe
do show some terror in your face
cry to your mother little one
for the creatures of the night will have some fun
Art of WarThe sound of cannons firing in the morning
warnings were sounded for the civilians need to escape
soldiers from the west take place in war
exchanging bullets from one person to the other
I've sought to see warfare
and I've seen it all
craters were made as missiles were launched
nuclear warheads sounded of as they would fly
no body can forget of what happened back then
for war is the art of true massacre.