~tasha~
Age: 124
Total Posts: 47628
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Location:
United Kingdom, United Kingdom
The Road to Nowhere
To travel the road to nowhere.
The soul's dark amazon.
Eternal peace is anywhere,
the mind might set upon.
To travel the road to nowhere.
To know you're really gone.
And when you finally get there,
to find your god is Ron.
There's something in the cupboard, boy.
There's something in the dark.
There's something in the cupboard, boy,
that leaves a lasting mark.
There's something in the cupboard, boy.
Old secrets gather dust.
There's something in the cupboard, boy,
that reeks decay and must.
To travel the road to nowhere.
Reading signposts from beyond.
As self-deceit completes defeat,
a cold ghost light is shone,
on Ron. On Ron.
He learned to sham at his father's knee.
He knew the power of story.
He lived by lies and fantasies,
and dreamed of fame and glory.
So travel the road but beware,
for he drew an arcane map.
His weak and dismal followers,
could see no fatal trap.
But in his inner circle,
his worth would soon reveal.
To those that rail and cavil,
he'd crush beneath his heel.
There's something in the cupboard, boy.
The sweetest scent of musk.
There's something in the cupboard, boy,
as warm and moist as lust.
To travel the road to nowhere.
It's not the smoothest ride.
To have all faith you must defer,
to a self-referring guide.
To travel the road to nowhere.
To avoid the rush and throng.
Unravel in the space of somewhere,
and sing a specious song.
There's something in the cupboard, boy.
It's got an evil breath.
There's something in the cupboard, boy,
that toys with fear and death.
To travel the road to nowhere.
And wield your magic wand.
A shuffling prisoner of despair,
when fragile hopes abscond.
To travel the road to nowhere.
A funeral dress you don.
All truth is moulded out there,
like a Sci-Fi writer's con.
There's something in the cupboard, boy.
You hear it scratch and whine.
There's something in the cupboard, boy,
both bedevilled and divine.
To travel the road to nowhere.
To follow a different sun.
To travel the road with due care,
not to end as you begun.
To travel the road to nowhere,
to life's grim denouement.
Be sighted by the cross hairs,
released from earthly bond.
To travel the road to nowhere.
Your face is drawn and wan.
Your self-belief masks hidden grief,
while the thief of time moves on.
~tasha~
Age: 124
6567 days old here
Total Posts: 47628
Points: 0
Location:
United Kingdom, United Kingdom
Someone who is good, does care.
Someone who is good, remains there.
Someone who is good, get's you for you.
Funny we make an interesting pair!
Been through hell and back again,
Swearing my life was all done.
Each day remains, repetitive, all the same,
But still you have that someone!
Someone to smile with, someone to cry,
Someone to live for, to not give up and die.
To learn new things with, laugh, tell secrets to and always have fun.
Everyone needs their someone!
Just learn to trust and what to do.
Then somehow you'll make it through.
When you miss them glare at the moon or sun.
You'll always have that someone!
~tasha~
Age: 124
6567 days old here
Total Posts: 47628
Points: 0
Location:
United Kingdom, United Kingdom
Watch the lavender sky at sunset,
the brilliance of the day waves goodbye.
Tinges of pink weaved like patchwork,
the moon creeps slowly into the sky.
Far behind me, beyond the mountains,
sun has collected another day.
Clouds drifting by on an ocean breeze,
now twilight time is on the way.
The sunset, one of nature's treasures,
giving splendor for you to behold.
Though going away, it shall return,
with a vision more precious then gold.
God painted the sunset's tapestry,
with colors to sooth your soul within.
Pallete full of imagination,
anticipated beauty sets in.
Disappears beyond the horizon,
captivated by this time of day.
The lavender sky turns charcoal gray,
bid a fond farewell, day fades away.
