Sleep not tonight, for we dine in our sorrow,
The darkness of the sky will be our waiter,
His hands are the winds that blow,
And our secret fears are our dinner.
Sleep not tonight, for we drink to our sadness,
The abyss from the void invites us to drink,
Her glass of wine is the finest,
And our minds shall cease to think.
- SG
Saturday, March 15, 2014
Tuesday, March 4, 2014
Two Years
Two years back I would want to be,
I hated God that I never will be.
She was there right before me,
yet the clues I did not see.
Make me suffer like You want to,
because I knew joy from pain.
It is You who have taught me so,
that looses are worthy of praise than gain.
Two years passed since that day,
I regret saying I'm fine that You never said,
Because I scorn the day I didn't stay,
and never got to know her that way.
Dig a grave for me in heaven,
and let me know if death is sweet.
For life is bitter here on earth,
and hell is but another name for it.
- GS
"What is more painful - to loose what is valuable or to regret that it slips passed your finger and you never realized it, only to find out later that it is too late?"
I hated God that I never will be.
She was there right before me,
yet the clues I did not see.
Make me suffer like You want to,
because I knew joy from pain.
It is You who have taught me so,
that looses are worthy of praise than gain.
Two years passed since that day,
I regret saying I'm fine that You never said,
Because I scorn the day I didn't stay,
and never got to know her that way.
Dig a grave for me in heaven,
and let me know if death is sweet.
For life is bitter here on earth,
and hell is but another name for it.
- GS
"What is more painful - to loose what is valuable or to regret that it slips passed your finger and you never realized it, only to find out later that it is too late?"
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