I stare at the stars on the full moon night.
So beautiful.
So rich.
So glorious.
It seems to light up the sky;
But how can darkness have such a brilliant glow?
Nobody knows why.
I wish this was life-
with a briliant glow.
So beautiful.
So rich.
So glorious.
Fate-loves-the-fearless* (title)
~ At the strike of midnight when the clock is to your ear,
~The tick-tock ticking for the sound is left to hear.
~As your eyes gently close into a deep slumber,
~You're awoken by the tick-tock as if it were thunder.
~You don't know what to think to get yourself asleep,
~You're blank, clueless of why you want to weep.
~You close your eyes, waiting for the bloody tears to fall,
~You fade into the fantasy of FEARLESS faces all.
~The music doesn't skip a beat; it's always in your head.
~It stays in tune every second, even when you're dead.
~Who has a passion for the beat, LOVES it from the heart,
~Turn up the volume, bang your head, and let the music start.
~From war and peace to black and white down to the love and hate?
~The opposites come together into a twist of FATE.
~The more you're hurt makes you stronger from the heart and muscle,
~You begin to learn the meaning of respect, loyalty and hustle.
~Two o'clock in the morning, the ticking disappears,
~You notice that youre eyes are no longer full if tears.
~The many things- blank music, opposites and then tearless?
~You begin to learn the meaning of the FATE-LOVES-THE-FEARLESS.
(created by my friend) Thank you.
 My Heart On Auction · Mon Apr 21, 2008 @ 03:13am · 1 Comments |
