co-written with a close friend - stace...ive written the lines 1,3,5...shes written 2,4,6....
Drenched in their sorrow, the alone fear to tread
Their warm and loving hearts want to feel some healing,
Unknowing, walking in this world unforgiving
Left by the wayside, alone in the wilderness
Yearning for some tenderness
Wondering why things come to a halt,
Thinking maybe is it their fault?
And locking up their feelings in a vault
Wearing the mask of fakeness
Seeing the world through eyes so tasteless
Having such a cynical view of their surroundings
Nothing seen, nothing dealt, noone cared, noone felt
A stranger amongst friends
Gagged and bound by the hand...
Surrounded by people, but so alone where they stand
Emotions run within,
but none shown without
Tears build upon the sadness of the feeling
Longing for someone to see what they are concealing
If they let someone in, will they walk away after awhile?
Stab them with a knife, after disarming them with a smile
Jump up and down on the smashed heart, had a feeling this would happen at the start
Yet here they find themselves, complaining at the battered doors of destiny
Why did you change my fate again? I thought this was blessed to me?
Everyone has this feeling, why couldnt you let mine be?
I was nearing the feeling of happiness, couldnt you see?
I was there...finally .. I was me
The person I opened up to wasnt scared to hold me in the dark times, still you took them away
And there was nothing I could do, nothing I could say
Apparently this is the way it has to be
So here I am, a shadow of my self...
Like the piece of china, that fell of the shelf
Poetry by Umang
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Written on 2006-04-08 at 07:44
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Nothing seen, Nothing dealt, noone cared, noone felt
Heavens opened up and tender tears they shedDrenched in their sorrow, the alone fear to tread
Their warm and loving hearts want to feel some healing,
Unknowing, walking in this world unforgiving
Left by the wayside, alone in the wilderness
Yearning for some tenderness
Wondering why things come to a halt,
Thinking maybe is it their fault?
And locking up their feelings in a vault
Wearing the mask of fakeness
Seeing the world through eyes so tasteless
Having such a cynical view of their surroundings
Nothing seen, nothing dealt, noone cared, noone felt
A stranger amongst friends
Gagged and bound by the hand...
Surrounded by people, but so alone where they stand
Emotions run within,
but none shown without
Tears build upon the sadness of the feeling
Longing for someone to see what they are concealing
If they let someone in, will they walk away after awhile?
Stab them with a knife, after disarming them with a smile
Jump up and down on the smashed heart, had a feeling this would happen at the start
Yet here they find themselves, complaining at the battered doors of destiny
Why did you change my fate again? I thought this was blessed to me?
Everyone has this feeling, why couldnt you let mine be?
I was nearing the feeling of happiness, couldnt you see?
I was there...finally .. I was me
The person I opened up to wasnt scared to hold me in the dark times, still you took them away
And there was nothing I could do, nothing I could say
Apparently this is the way it has to be
So here I am, a shadow of my self...
Like the piece of china, that fell of the shelf
Poetry by Umang
Read 740 times
Written on 2006-04-08 at 07:44
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