At the dark sea of oblivion
The redness of the setting sun
heralded a storm
I cut the rope that connects
your heart with mine
The anchor that once held you
in my port where you felt safe,
Is still in my heart...
My heart is not bleeding
Not any more...
the anchor has now become
an ankh, the symbol of life
The golden ankh
is shining in my heart
and foretells my bright future
I sing a melody, so you want
feel abandoned while You
and your personalities
Drift away in a boat
But I now see in your heart
a dark star with a drop of my blood
Hell is in your heart now...
But a drop of my blood
Reminds you what
real love means
You will wonder for days and days
In the dark sea of oblivion
Don't try to hunt my dreams
Don't send me nightmares
I wish you will find your port
one day, good luck sailor....
And remember don't even
think to fight me, you know
Who I am...So good luck
sailor, take care of yourself
And be careful don't let
your boat sink into oblivion
Poetry by night soul woman
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Written on 2006-07-17 at 18:03
Tags Oblivion  Love  Life 
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