Never-Ending Night

I’ve often dreamed of love that could be mine,

Where in my heart, hope softly starts to glow;

But all my feelings, I must now confine,

For you’ll not turn to me or ever know.

You are the sun, too bright for me to keep,

While I, the moon, just borrow distant light;

In silence, your beauty I must seek,

Alone within this never-ending night.

For every smile you give without a care,

Feels like a dagger cutting through my heart.

How can I live with all this deep despair,

When I know we will always be apart?

And though my love for you will never fade,

You will never hear the plea I’ve made.

Unveiled

In depths where earth’s rich heart lies bare and vast,

Where rivers sing to mountains, old and wise,

There blooms a love as wide, as deep, as fast,

As stars that dance in unending skies.

With words as tender as the day’s first kiss,

A voice, in whispered tones, confides,

Revealing love’s most intricate abyss,

Where every shadow, every light, resides.

Write no more of what could be, of shadows in the night,

But turn instead to what is real, and hold her to you, tight.

For love, when lived, in flesh and blood, surpasses every tale,

The poet’s dream, no longer sought, in her, at last, unveiled.

Her hair, a cascade of shadows, spun from silken night,

Frames her work, a masterpiece, in the morning’s gentle light.

Drawing closer, she weaves a path, where flowers bloom and grow,

As if the earth itself responds, to the grace she does bestow.

Hazy Kaleidoscope

In a world of fractured light, I see
Colours swirling, blending truth and deceit
The lines are blurred, reality’s askew
Can’t make out what’s real, can’t find a single clue

Through kaleidoscope eyes, the images distort
Shadows dance, illusions run amok
Lost in the maze of this hazy terrain
Searching for clarity, on the verge of going insane

In this hazy kaleidoscope, I wander alone
Reality’s just a shattered prism, I can’t condone
Every step I take, the lines begin to blur
Lost in this chaos, my vision’s all a blur (ooh-yeah)

In the echoes of silent screams, I roam
Finding pieces of dreams, far from home
Mirages of peace that fade away fast
Grasping for truths, in memories of the past

Spin the wheel of fate, where will it land?
In the grips of confusion, where I stand
Broken fragments underfoot, sharp and clear
Every shard a story, every moment draws near

Shadow of Deception

I wake up in the morning, in a daze
Mind clouded, lost in a devilish haze
The lines are blurred, intentions unclear
Caught in a battlefield of love and fear

Energetic guitar riffs play in my mind
Raw vocals echo, a voice hard to find
The rock and house collide, creating a storm
A fusion of emotions, like a fire reborn

In the shadow of deception, I find no peace
Caught between the beats and the guitar’s release
Lost in the chaos, the swirling of sound
Blurred intentions, lost and never found

The clash of drums, a thunderous roar,
Lyrics that bleed, emotions that soar.
In every strum, there’s a story untold,
A tale of the heart, both fiery and cold.

Fever Dream

Lost in a haze, the world is a blur
Sweat on my brow and fear in my heart
Pulsating beats, electrifying surge
In this fever dream, I’m falling apart

Guitar riffs screaming, drums pounding loud
Synths intertwining, creating a storm
Visions and nightmares, they collide
In this fever dream, my soul is torn

(Oh-oh-oh) Fever dream, take me higher
(Oh-oh-oh) Lost in the rhythm, caught in the fire
(Oh-oh-oh) Gritty and raw, my emotions collide
(Oh-oh-oh) In this fever dream, I can’t hide

Shadows dance in the flickering light
Echoes whisper, voices in the night
A crescendo rises, takes over the scene
Caught in the clutches of this fever dream

Ode to a Headache

O Headache, thou art a silent warrior, with a crown of thorny rose,

That tightens with an iron grip, from my temples to my nose.

Thy subjects, we, in futile fight, do seek to ease our plight,

With potions, pills, and whispered spells, in the dimming of the light.

“Ode to a Headache,” I do declare, with a wry and weary smile,

For this royal pain within my head has lingered quite a while.

It taps upon my temples, a relentless, throbbing beat,

A reminder of the night before, and all that I did eat.

The chocolate was a villain, red wine played its part,

Each a merry prankster in the throbbing of my heart.

But fear not, for this tale does hold a twist or two,

For I’ve found a secret weapon, a potion tried and true.

With water as my ally, and rest to lead the charge,

I’ll banish this foul jester, and set my brain at large.