Life is a Savage Garden

welcome

Greetings to all the beautiful people around! Here are tales of a garden that just happens to be! Presenting the Chronicles of the South, where the stars and the moon dance their way through the Southern Hemisphere. And lines that may come to rhyme to be a poem...

Wonder


Have seen wonder with me own eyes,
Breathed through it and lost me mind,
Have seen the darkest of lives,
Have seen the brightest of lights,
Things only the night could give away,
And what a night!
morning was minutes away,
But all forgotten,
The world moved towards the sun,
and everyone slowly awoke,
But night stood still,
To me wonder birds sang,
trying to show impatience,
Even Moon was trying his thing,
But night Imprudent,
Playful night stayed.
Careless to moonlight,
Ignorant of sunlight.

Tales of Nowhere


Hello People!
Yes it's me!
Who?
Don't care!

But i have decided that i should put all my words together in one place. they might be moved later. but they need a place to stay..

Darkness settles upon the town,
The last glows bid goodbye before giving way,
They give way to the intentions of the light,
That to exist even when thought gone,
For its ways are so many,
It plays with the eyes of the world,
Invisible but glowing are the stars...

Without the I


Maybe, have been a leaf fallen from the tree,
Some kind of life, without conscience,
Some times still, some times constantly moving,
Without words to scribe,
Without light to move on,
Maybe, have been a thought without act,
Paths making steps for going back,
And life began,
Yet again and again,
For another desperate try,
Finding worlds and ways among stars,
Not so suddenly then, to remember where to go,
As light feet touched the ground,
Beautiful minds and bodies so sound,
Dancing to the joys of nature,
Countless were lovers,
Infinite were worshipers,
'til freedom came to have no meaning,

A thought of you...like...


A thought of you...like...

I didn't try anything hard,
Thought it would just get away,
Like fading stars in a morning light,
But it comes again like it went away the last time,
Like a summer breeze,
It pulled some colour out of the heart,
Like the smell of dry earth pulled away by a sudden rain,
Troubled the mind,
Like early moonlight troubles my sleep
Made me whisper prayers,
It made me do forgotten things,
I looked for the moon,
And damned this darkness looking back unto me,
Nothing soothing,
How much to wait again, before this thought of you would fade away.

I cannot see


I can't hide anymore,
Behind my mountains,
and beneath my clouds,
Maybe there's no difference,
between closing my eyes,
or opening them in the dark night,
Because i can't see a thing,
In this direction i am going,
i seek hands to hold,
and pleasures to behold,
But they do not last long,
And there i am, heads on,
Dry tears leave my eyes
and unsaid pains burn my throat,
As i turn down all the hands,
trying to help,
Me or themselves,
i do not know.
For remember!
I cannot see.