The Blood Moon

Blood wraps the moon around,

stealing its silvery gown.

Night is crimson-red-violet,

colourful skies hold the starlet.

Moon is dressed,

in coruscating brilliant red.

Night’s glory shines,

as the blood-moon embraces the skies.

Wait, Wait, Wait Is All I Can Do.......

In dark black nights,

my heart forever cries,

it hurts me more,

to be far from you.

Wait, wait, wait is all I can do,

wait, wait, wait is all I can do.

When swollen skies rain,

I feel their pain,

my tears fall through them,

rolling down time’s hem.

Wait, wait, wait is all I can do,

wait, wait, wait is all I can do.

In my imagination,

you’re always mine.

We sing songs, flowing around,

and you hold my hand,

take me to your land.

But

Wait, wait, wait is all I can do,

wait, wait, wait is all I can do.

In dark black nights,

my heart forever cries,

it hurts me more,

to be far from you.

An attempt at song writing. 

In The Stillness Of Night

In the stillness of night

I wander far away

                               from painful realities

searching for a perfect world

with a perfect beginning

                                           and a perfect ending.

In the stillness of night,

I am not a body

                           but a lost soul

a soul lost

                    in the stillness of night………………