Saturday, 31 May 2014

Cruel

An age curled in a fleeting instant
A world planned in a sham story
A warm soothing chill down my barren spirit
But you are icy as ever.
Yet, you entranced me and my soul
An existent fantasy draft in an illusory story
I try to talk to you but I yap, you say
Will you stay icy forever?

Honey, something took me away
So far away,
I don’t think I can return ever.
Never could imagine it could be so
You should know.
Maybe you do, oh, maybe you do
For it’s too naive to reside concealed to you
Yet, you choose to be cruel.

And honey, I’m blown farther each day
Why can’t you see?
I’m breaking walls and writing songs like never
But it's nothing to you, I suppose.
Oh, only if you could know
Maybe you do, oh, maybe you do
For it is but too raw to linger concealed to you
Yet, you choose to be cruel.

I’m into you and I have lost my way.
I put into songs things I would never say.
I struggle to know if you know
Everything I want you to know
Everything I’m never going to let you know.

Oh maybe you do, maybe you do,
Yet, you choose to be cruel.

Why do you have to be so cruel?

2 comments:

  1. Is the thing you are addressing to is your dream or the path that leads you to your dream. Allegorically nice one !!!! :) Thumbs Up

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  2. I think both of them. :)
    Something unattainable morphs into too cruel a thing. When you want something and you don't get it.
    Also the path we stride on to attain the unattainable. The path definitely seems cruel as well.
    It's miserable to want something you can never have. And the saddest part is that you keep wanting it more because you don't have it.
    And the thing you want, the thing you want because you loved it, it suddenly becomes a cruel pain-stake in your life. So does everything associated to it.

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