"There's a thunder in our hearts, baby."

Why do I think of you as an addiction?
How did I fall into that hole in your life?
Today seems like you,
Tomorrow seems like all about you.

Maybe this is where I fit,
At the sojourn of your heart.
I lay there with my eyes closed,
Your fingers running through my hair.
Just for a moment you smelled of roses, hope and faith.

I did give my sleep away for you,
To sit starry eyed and listen to the wind rustling in your coat.
I did walk these roads again,
just to find you standing at the corner with a bunch of daises.
I did never tie my hair up,
if you like the way it tickles your chin every time you hug me.

I did dream of rainbows,
But laying there beside you,
upon green grass and staring into the twilight skies.
I find the magic hovering above us.
Is it the night that whispers?
Or did you just say something that I have never heard before?
Hold my hand and make me feel,
all your love to the point of eternity.

With my nightmares so old and dry,
I am still scared to sleep.

Naked soul.

I have been dreading my mind lately,
I dread all my fears come to loose,
in my nightmares so dark.

Why does even a picture with you and her in the coffee shop
make me dream of you both,
Flesh on flesh,
baring your naked soul?

You sweat out of Ecstacy,
and I sweat out of drudgery of you two.
Oh please dont stop,
My subconscious waking mind gets more creative,
with each minute passing by,
and I don't wanna die,
Please don't wake me, sugar pie..!

The Requiem..!

Tell me what has become of me?
I see the green but I don't see the red,
Silent dreams that are left unsaid.
My dreams have faded black.
I am left aside, put in the limelight,
and left aside again.
Oh! the path seems lonely,
My Lord heal the hurt and pain.
I lose my pride bit by bit,
In that moment that crept by.
I long for that feeling,
That feeling of eternity.
My soul seems unrest and grieving.
By the constant lack of sensibility.
Wonder if I have lost the reason,
to everything and for everyone.
I saw you cry,
I saw you survive.
But I am barely through.
I dig my way in most of the time.
Hope you don't mind.
After all I become blind.
from time to time.
As days pass by,
I realise, there is more to me than my pride.