Sitting... waiting...wishing...
* Having trouble deciding on what mood I am in today...
First I started with this:
Is there no one out there
Who I can relate to
Alone I sit
And I wonder
Is there another
Like me
Under this vast sky
And I wonder
Why I haven't found them
And where I must look
To find that someone
Who will be
My sole survivor
My true friend
Is it really that hard
To find me
I've been waiting
So patiently
And just when I think
I've found that perfect soul
It all slips down
A deep, dark hole
And I wonder
Where there is another
Like me
*2001
Then I switched gears a little with this:
Words like violence
Break the silence
Come crashing in
Into my little world
Painful to me
Pierce right through me
Cant you understand
Oh my little girl
All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm
Vows are spoken
To be broken
Feelings are intense
Words are trivial
Pleasures remain
So does the pain
Words are meaningless
And forgettable
All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm
Enjoy the silence
And lastly I ended with this:
O Solitude! if I must with thee dwell,
Let it not be among the jumbled heap
Of murky buildings; climb with me the steep, --
Nature's observatory -- whence the dell,
Its flowery slopes, its river's crystal swell,
May seem a span; let me thy vigils keep
'Mongst boughs pavilion'd, where the deer's swift leap
Startles the wild bee from the foxglove bell.
But though I'll gladly trace these scenes with thee,
Yet the sweet converse of an innocent mind,
Whose words are images of thoughts refin'd,
Is my soul's pleasure; and it sure must be
Almost the highest bliss of human-kind,
When to thy haunts two kindred spirits flee.
John Keats
Art by Jonathon Bowser
* Having trouble deciding on what mood I am in today...
First I started with this:
Is there no one out there
Who I can relate to
Alone I sit
And I wonder
Is there another
Like me
Under this vast sky
And I wonder
Why I haven't found them
And where I must look
To find that someone
Who will be
My sole survivor
My true friend
Is it really that hard
To find me
I've been waiting
So patiently
And just when I think
I've found that perfect soul
It all slips down
A deep, dark hole
And I wonder
Where there is another
Like me
*2001
Then I switched gears a little with this:
Words like violence
Break the silence
Come crashing in
Into my little world
Painful to me
Pierce right through me
Cant you understand
Oh my little girl
All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm
Vows are spoken
To be broken
Feelings are intense
Words are trivial
Pleasures remain
So does the pain
Words are meaningless
And forgettable
All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm
Enjoy the silence
And lastly I ended with this:
O Solitude! if I must with thee dwell,
Let it not be among the jumbled heap
Of murky buildings; climb with me the steep, --
Nature's observatory -- whence the dell,
Its flowery slopes, its river's crystal swell,
May seem a span; let me thy vigils keep
'Mongst boughs pavilion'd, where the deer's swift leap
Startles the wild bee from the foxglove bell.
But though I'll gladly trace these scenes with thee,
Yet the sweet converse of an innocent mind,
Whose words are images of thoughts refin'd,
Is my soul's pleasure; and it sure must be
Almost the highest bliss of human-kind,
When to thy haunts two kindred spirits flee.
John Keats
Art by Jonathon Bowser
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Then again, the more I think about it... The more I realize that I've never had control, and probably never will. We see the illusion of control every day, and it fools us into believing we can deny destiny.
[Edited on Jun 29, 2005 1:25PM]