Richard

richard
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Richard with late night lullabies
soft gentle eyes
the friend of my old man
a good time on his night to tend
Richard with the curly locks
stole pictures after the doors locked
together we chased white lines
down dirty rabbit holes
some where in there
we went from friends to foes
Richard with the late night lullabies
soft gentle eyes
your forked tongue was always a miss
on my lips never able to land a kiss
where have the good times gone
what happened to your sweet sad songs
I miss your corduroy pants
and your awkward glance

prashna

prashna
Originally uploaded by therealjenmama

Sleep sleep my dear.

Mount up

You the sand in the road
You throw at me stones

Try to slow my pace
Place bruises on my face
There was a time when I feared to move
When I thought there was something you knew
Afraid of the ghost of flesh
Tried teaching me to cling to the past
Forced my hand to trace the shadow it cast
Here you are again
Convinced I am finally free
I look up you are standing before me
You don’t throw stones anymore
You are clever in your years
Now your target is my ears
Your careful words
Again my route you are trying to detour

Forget Pride

It is true I have no pride
So what kind of man make I?
I’ll surrender to gentle whims
And request from him

But gather around kind ears
I have some secrets to tell
Gather around skeptic heart
I have some secrets to spill

There are many things to get in the way
So many obstacles up ahead
Battles we will fight
We’ll loose more then we’ll win

Surrender is the strongest weapon in your armory
If you use it or not
Will determine the outcome
Pride will only slow you down
And trust me time counts