|01-04-2008, 09:23 PM||#1 (permalink)|
Join Date: Jan 2008
To the Urn that Holds my Happiness
Precious blues and royal suns,
Don't you love what you've become?
Your mother is my mother too.
If mommy dearest only knew
The secret kept beneath your lid...
A treasure I have gained and hid.
A twist, a turn, and then we'll learn
Your contents and then we'll discern
How much tonight. Turn off the light
And watch the fire slowly burn.
The night seems brighter as we teach
Ourselves things we never could have
Fathomed otherwise. The proverbial bleach
Clears our weary brains of kinks
Between our gears. My partner laughs
As she toys with a thought.
No noise will be sought except for
The sound of merriment.
The rhyme scheme, once dull,
Runs rampant like our imaginations,
Ripe with proliferation of new ideas.
Time seems to annul itself,
Out of our reach. All this occurs
From opening you, urn.
Then sleep comes.
And the feeling is gone, ne'er to return.
|01-05-2008, 09:42 AM||#2 (permalink)|
Join Date: Dec 2006
I normally go for the more obtuse/ abstract lyrics, but this has specific details that could be misinterpreted pretty severely.
Regardless, it's innovative and personal enough that I could like it whether its true sentiment is something super creepily sweet, or just a bizarre affinity for a dead sibling (by blood, or other bond).
Can you post links to the individual songs as you post them (rather than just your site (that's on another post)) ?
I like the idea of having the lyrics made into songs, it definitely adds.
(The other 2 songs I've seen on here got a bit too much saccharin)
Dark Circle : They're here. Rocking your black night world since 2007.
|01-05-2008, 12:15 PM||#3 (permalink)|
Join Date: Jan 2008
this one is actually more of a poem, no real music.
And in the future, I will post links to the actual songs themselves, thanks!
I will give an analysis of what this poem is about, but I want to see if anyone else has any guesses first.