
Colors of Love: The 4 hours
29 January 2007
2:00 p.m. (YELLOW)
29 January 2007
2:00 p.m. (YELLOW)
Bus station..
The clock is ticking..
tik tok..
a minute end..
tik tok..
a minute start..
tik tok..
some rules can be bend..
tik tok..
and others are too hard..
a bus came..
people eating each other..
a big jump..
a big jump can take me far away..
am still waiting..
a new bus came..
i feel this is the one..
sure it is..
its coming closer..
her face deep there between the crowd..
comon jump!
3:00 p.m. (BLUE)
now..
away we are..
"can you speak now?"
I mumbled..
"yes.."
"i got enough..
"she was in pain..
"why dont you try again.."
"maybe it will work..
"I tried to give her hope..
"noway, he is too rough & stupid by the way!"
she was like a volcano of desire & hate..
i know that he is piece of shit full of nothing, but I cant tell you!
he is my friend or he was..
a twister in my brain..
flashes..
laughs..
"LOYALTY!!"..
"BETRAYAL!!"..
which one?
I love you..
but its considered taboo!
All I want is your smile!
All you want is my heart!
You are calling for me..
and I cant tell you how much I waited for this call..
But I just cant answer back!
a tear droped from my eye..
for all these words i couldnt say..
for all these feelings i am trying to kill..
she is still calling..
the phone is ringing..
her name..
her number..
my misery..!!
4:00 p.m. (RED)
silence..
her eyes making enough noise to fill this world..
she gave me that look..
I couldnt resist..
I opened my arms..
5:00 p.m. (SILVER)
i love you..
she whispered to the wind..
I raise my fist and broke into my chest..
I grabed my heart with a fist of iron..
I throw it away..
behind those black mountains..
I am sorry..
some stories were written without an end..
they been left like this..
been left to disteny..
goodbye blue sky..
wont you cry..
I will fly..
there..
away..
behind the silver sun..
where i can find warmth and peace..
meet ya there when time comes..!
2 comments:
"and thou doest take away my soul in the color of blue it sails
and thou hast taken away my heart in the color of red
and thou hast taken away my spirit in the rainbow of your eyes
the colors of love - all here doth remain in the crystal tears I still cry, the colors of love, remembering you are all still the same
a prism a painters palette hits the floor, it shatters, but I still dream"
k
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