The Nocturnal Blog

Hopes and Dreams

Posted by The Nocturnal On Jun 27, 2011 Comments

There once lived a boy
His World quite small
He had no thoughts
No hopes and dreams


Then he became a man
His world still small
A girl became his thoughts
His hopes and dreams


And then he went mad
To protect his world
The girl ripped his heart
All hopes and dreams


And then she came back
He made her his world
The girl left him again
For her hopes and dreams


He felt sick and tired
His world was lost
The thoughts of his heart
Cost his hopes and dreams


She came back again
There was no world
His ripped heart and thoughts
Killed his hopes and dreams.

Memories of a dream

Posted by The Nocturnal On Mar 19, 2011 Comments

I want to forget
Maybe even Ignore,
But I can't forget
Not even Ignore.

All is messed up
So bad I can't get up,
All night I stay up
The days, I wish to wake up.


My heart still beats up
As I keep to pace up,
I tend to slow down
But can't seem to calm down.


I dreamt for so long
My reality looks forlorn,
Sights of recurring reverie
My days are forgone.



You

Posted by The Nocturnal On Jan 23, 2011 Comments

All I do is
Think about you
For days went by
And months went by


All I see is
You everywhere
All day long
And all night long


All I feel is
You in my heart
Each passing moment
Of my life


All my living is
For your sake
I take your thoughts
Down to my grave

In the dark

Posted by The Nocturnal On Jan 20, 2011 Comments

The days are darker
My hopes I ponder
The nights are colder
My thoughts I wonder


The days seem shorter
On places I wander
The nights seem forever
On paths I uncover

I feel

Posted by The Nocturnal On Jan 18, 2011 Comments

When I knew love
It broke my heart
The pain I feel
Comforts me to last


When I knew love
I lay in vain
The smile I feign 
Can't hide my pain

Insomniac

Posted by The Nocturnal On Jan 11, 2011 Comments

I see the time again
With eyes of hopeful change,
Not a moment past
Since I saw it Last.


Time and time again
I toss and turn in bed,
Is the battery dead?
The clock seems stuck again.


Thoughts cross the mind
Sheep jump the fence,
Lost my count again
Searching for some sleep.

New Welcome

Posted by The Nocturnal On Jan 10, 2011 Comments

The wind, its breezy
The sky, its clear
My faith, not restored
The mind, Unclear


The cold, a warm welcome
The snow, a delight
The days, are darker
A way out, my fear