I knew it from the day i first met you,

broken rhymes are all i got now.

But when it comes to me and you too,

I know ill always turn to bow.

tell me you could live without love,

i know it’ll be a dream if

you could ever make this true,

oh then would i love you.

its been a year since i first saw you,

im glad i met you but sad i left you

broken rhymes are all i got now....

this stranger in the street, was yesterday my friend.

whatever happened between, i cannot comprehend.

it started with a sunny day,

ended during a rainy May.

they once were a companion to my lonesome heart,

but now are an intruder to my fresh start.

things like this, so hard to explain,

all it will ever bring is familiar pain....

Soaring butterflies through the air

Pitter patter of soft raindrops

Rows of bright, fragrant flowers

In the midst of garden breezes

Never a frostbitten night

Golden hues of sun streaks

Tinted features of blossomed leaves

Innocent wonders, warm and bright

Mountains form their yearly charm

Earthly glory, heat of light...

Starlight echoes my noiseless dreams, drifting over careless themes.

Moonlight shadows over my heart,

always fearing forsaken art.

Sunlight always brightest of shine,

while my dear one rests in the pines....

Free.

To do whatever I want to.

To do whatever you want me to.

I know its not always good.

But I long for love.

And I know the losses.

I know the pain.

I know the joy.

I can stray from the well-beaten path,

Or I can follow the leads of those before.

Whatever I decide.

Whatever I do.

The freedom, the free will.

It all come from one above....

it came upon me suddenly, with a roaring rage startling even the bravest. clouding my thoughts, drenching mind. anger has a way of storming into your life....

A lovely journey seeks to find,

All the mystery left behind.

Things unknown will open forth,

Bringing happy, joyful warmth.

Truly sought for, magic divine,

Twisting, working to perfect vine.

Tangled enchantment of closed case,

Flowered forth in purple vase....

Golden sunlight falling down on the lovely, earthly, little town.

Sounds of laughter echoed near, with gentle peace for all to hear.

Seeing gay, joyful sights, with lovers, maidens, all delight.

This is a day for glowing thoughts, of shining streams and victories fought.

Happy wanders brought forth here as villager shout their wondrous cheer....

Softness is to anger what rain brings to snow.

A calming sense of lovely grace, fanning out all ugly thoughts, wiping away all dirty sin, pushing off all heartless deeds. A clean slate, perfect sanity. Sinless life, snow-white heart. Melted wrongs, washed away evils. Virtuous innocence with perfectly pure joy....

If wishes fell like rain, then I am certainly a storm.

Wishing, wanting, braving fears of desire,

Change yourself, and your form,

Make a wish, that flames like fire.

Hoping for this one beloved thing,

Tame the fire that burns inside,

What I want will someday sing,

Chanting lines of triumph pride.

Wishing stubbornly, every day,

Light filled eyes looking to the sky.

Longing for the one hopeful ...