lost soul 3

 

 

my lullaby

 

 

 

 

I was a steed without fire
'til the day I had you as my wife
it was you my lullaby
who gave me the wide wings to fly across those Saint Elmo's lights

It was you who gave my words the meaning of bliss
It was you who gave away your true parts of self
to procure the thundered nights roared to frighten and despair my softer side
and then that
only you my lullaby
who knows that like you
I had locked the world outside
just to hear your lullaby


yet with you I had learnt to fear
not to disturb the morning dews on the twiggs of paradise
and the singing voice of the orioles on a sun shone day
when the cicada's squeaking over
the summer days to lay down the Vulcan's heat
 
It was you whom I stayed and lingered on a winter breeze
and said not a word
Just to be with you
just to be with you
 
and I call upon you, forever my lullaby
Let the years that racing our windows by
be the salts to tenderizing my desire for your exist
and fear not the shadows on the wall during the nights
those were merely pieces of me who were dancing close to your heart
to kiss and to hold to adore the last star fish
within our fifty parsecs of time
 
darkness was there when they were all there
the day the angels carry you on their wings to the eternity's leap
and left me here with
only the angel's lullaby

I wondered if there is ever
chance my wounds could heal from those stabs of the dagger of Death
whose swirls blindstoned my soul and trap it in his riding cyclone
and to send it to his world at the verge of time

where no star of any galaxy dares to shine
where gravity, energy all time and space are the slaves at his command
where the particles dare not to spin and the light dare not to escape
where he kept my lullaby in traps
 
I had fought him at the mighty of youth
bravely , valiantly and then
yet,

time had ambushed the meaning of my life
like a black mamba laid down motionlessly
then leaped up with fury and biten then carried your life away


my lullaby
the quest to track down his path was beastily burdened every day
I had fought daily with pacts of hungry hyenas and cobras
that the road was almost been impassed
I fought them so just to be with you
just to be with you

on these last days of the journey
I was mortally wounded by an arrow of the devil shot from the dark
Now
I am heavenly forbidden of returning
just because I wanted to be with you
my beautiful lullaby 

 

 




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