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Showing posts with label 1995. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1995. Show all posts

Saturday, January 26, 2008

Untitled

Manipulating, is how they really are
Opening wounds that never mend
Tearing at everything that can scar
Is grieving hearts that try and defend

*December 1995*

Self-Destruction

What lies within is what should matter
Not how you look or how you dress
The way you feel about yourself
Can help with esteem and self-production
Comforts reassure you with tender care
When you're down knowing someone's near
Whom can confront fears that subside
Hiding feelings holding everything 'till the end
Exploding with exertion, frustration and enger
Knowing nothing more than self-destruction

*November 1995*

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Words

Words can hurt so much
Yet, are soon comforted be your touch
Words you've used are so mean
Yet, their truths seem so obscene
Words were meant to deceive
Yet, contradict what people perceive

*November 1995*

Monday, January 21, 2008

Wishing I Could

Wishing I could see your eyes
Underneath the stars at night
Wanting to hold you by my side

Wishing I could see your smile
As we walked only for a while
Keeping you close to only me

Wishing I could see your face
Over this sweet embrace
Caressing you for eternity

Wishing I could be with you
Deciding what we should do
Risking to keep the dream that's true

*October 1995*

Risks

Seize the moments, they don't last forever
Grasp the options, they won't be there long
Snatch the chances before they disappear
Take a risk before all hope dissolves
Many moments are taken for granted
Chances come but, only for a while
All options are your decisions
Risking it all to fulfill your dreams

*October 1995*
RE-entering, out of the blue, out of nowhere
Wanting, but, what? Don't know!
Asking, pleading, wondering, feeling
Emotions, re-entering mind, body & soul

*October 1995*

Saturday, January 19, 2008

Darkness fills this empty soul
Without boundaries it's uncontrolled
Judgements brought upon things they wear
Staring with a cold and icy glare

*September 1995*

Patrice

Souriant tu démontre le bonheur
Avec la puretée de ton coeur
Souriant tu démontre la sagesse
Avec toutes confiances qui paraissent
Souriant tu démontre la patience
Avec courage et plein de confiance
Souriant tu démontre l'amitié à l'infini
Avec toutes convictions d'un bon ami
Souriant tu démontre la justice
Avec le nom que tu portes, Patrice

*Septembre 1995*

Thursday, January 17, 2008

Ceux qui...

Plein de vie et d'émotion
Sont ceux qui se débrouillent avec conviction
Très honnête et beaucoup de patience
Sont ceux qui obtiendront tout excellence
Avec difficulté parvenant tous obstacles
Sont ceux qui...


*Septembre 1995*

Innocent

Emotions, avec tendresses
Sont tous ces mots qui vous pressent
Subdivisés, sans l'savoir
Dévoués, il faut l'vouloir
Poursuivit, dans la noirceur
Tous amours qui tombent du coeur
Malhonnête, y'ont pas de chance
Vivre, entouré de cette ignorance

*Septembre 1995*

Unanimité d'infini

Etre un bon ami... Dans l'inanimité d'infini
Chances avec tout pardons... Près d'unanimité du son
Sourires avec confiances... Unaniment soutenus d'alliances

*Septembre 1995*

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Mustard Truck

Cruising around in my mustard truck
'Round town, looking seeking, fro a place to hide
Where to go, wondering where this'll take me
Escaping in the midsts of the world, every day

Cruising around in this mustard truck
Fleeing all troubles from within to find true peace

Cruising the town in this mustard truck
True freedom, leading where I'm truly going
Power, this feeling that grows from inside
Miles away from all these worries that overtake me

Cruising the town in this mustard truck
People know it's me from miles around

Cruising again in this mustard truck
Night or day, indifferent is how I am
Keeping track of paths that pass me by
Seeing all the beauty as never seen through these eyes before

Cruising again in this mustard truck
Convinced, discovering all that was not possible nor there

Cruising silence in this mustard truck
Caring if only for a while, nothing special on my mind
These sites are for no-one else 'cept me
Lonely highways longer than the eye can see

Cruising, silent in my mustard truck
Worryless is how I am, enjoying life while I still can

*August 1995*
What you feel in the present reflects what you've done in the past and, also, what you'll become in the future!

*1995*

Desperation

Things misunderstood for what they are
Can be wounded and left with a scar
Misinterpreted gestures are made unseen
Of all the hopes of a single dream
Keeping things locked up inside
Of all the truths that want to hide
Simple words are hard to say
She wishes that they could stay
Nowhere to turn she fled
With troubling things left within her head
Seeing things that would make haste
A good mind that goes to waste
Paying dearly for her sin
Undying love from within
Paining feelings trouble her heart so much
Longing for this one and only touch
Out of happiness and all for lack of love
She hopes to be free as a dove
Knowing nothing more or any less 'til then
Will she stay in the darkness of the den
This spirit was meant to defend
What broken hearts shall mend

*1995*

Monday, January 14, 2008

Cornered

Deceiving words broke her heart
Tears wanting to start
Foolish was in what was said
Left an impression within her head
Alone she felt in a corner
Made her think and wonder
Hatred wants to come out
Yet she lets herself not shout
Emotions locked up inside
What a perfect place to hide
Her smile is left bitter and cold
As the true story did unfold

*1995*
Smiles never shone so bright
As now you are the light
Sweet you are with words
That are usually left unheard
Thoughts are spoken from your mind
Will never be left behind

*1995*

Seeking Truths

Through all the misery and sorrow
We have to think of a brighter tomorrow
Clouds seem to hide the sun
Thinking they have truly won
Keeping secrets never to be told
Their worth is greater than any gold
A thing taken for granted is beauty
Knowing not what makes it our duty
Drawing nearer to this darkness
Seeking the truths we must confess
Hidden fears locked up inside
Unloving tears that have died
Bluest skies turn to grey
Unstopped fighting to this day
Unhappy thoughts from the heart
Kept deep within since the start

*1995*

Sunday, January 13, 2008

Sad Heart

Sadness overcame her heart
For she knew they had to part
Tears streaking down her face
Of memories from this joyous place
Feelings of always wanting more
She knew not what was in store
Fearing all that is unknown
Finding out what she'd known
Silence overcame her soul
Wanting to regain control
Torn between her true emotions
Fearing all but true devotions
Unkept promises to this day
Knowing not what to say
Wanting compassion and some trust
Truly seeing that it must
Sadness overcame her heart
For she knew they had to part

*1995*

Thursday, January 10, 2008

Distances

D'une distance elle le voit
Et elle retrace tous ses pas
Il est si beau elle se dit
Spécialement loqrsqu'il sourrit
Ses yeaux sont si beaux
Et aussi sa douce peau
Il est parfait dans sa manière
Tout semble être tellement claire
Assise très silencieusement
Sans montrer ses sentiments
Ses bras ouvert pleine d'amour
Viendra-t-il à son tour
Elle vie dans la tristesse
Et a besoin de la tendresse
Ses peurs sont toujours là
Elle ne les montre pas
Seule dans son petit coin
Elle le regarde de loin
Malcomprise elle s'enferme
Elle ressent beaucoup de peine
Ses yeux remplissent de larmes
Elle ne veut plus garder son calme
Il lui donne un beau sourrire
Ca lui fait beaucoup de plaisir
Elle voit toutes ses passions
Lorsqu'il joue cette chanson
Ils se rencontrent face à face
Et elle fige sur place
Son coeur bat plus fort
Elle veut avoir son corp
Elle retrouve son bonheur
Lorsqu'il lui offre une seule fleur
Il lui demande gentillement
Elle l'écoute patientement
Tout ceci est-ce vraie
Son coeur ressent sa paix
Seule elle nesera plus
Car elle l'a tant voulu
Sous son bras elle est bien
Elle sait qu'il est le sien
Bouleversés sont ses émotions
Il recevera tout son attention
Elle le traitait avec ignorance
Elle pensait pas avoir une chance
Ressentant plus le malheur
Elle a seulement le bonheur
Il a une manière avec ses mots
Lorsqu'il lui offre un petit cadeau
Elle est tellemtn contente finalement
Et ne peut pas décrire comment elle se sent
Ses yeux remplissent d'eau
Par la beauté de ses mots
Ce jour restera dans sa mémoire
Jusqu'à ce qu'ils se disent aurevoir

*1994/1995*

Mend

Untouched souls want to mend
What broken hearts shall defend

*1994/1995*