NOTHING'S AS SWEET AS THE NOTHINGS,
THAT ARE PASSED FROM MOUTH TO EAR
SUCH SIMPLE WORDS, SO TRUSTING
BUILT FROM LIES THAT HEART DOES FEAR.
NOTHING'S AS SWEET AS THE NOTHINGS,
THAT ARE WHISPERED THROUGHOUT THE AIR,
FROM THE SOFTEST OF LIPS AND MOST FRAGILE OF TONGUES
THAT UTTER THOUGHTS OF DESPAIR.
NOTHING'S AS SWEET AS THE NOTHINGS,
THAT ARE SAID TO WARM THE HEART
AND FOR THE MIND TO PONDER WHEN LONELY,
AS IF TO EVADE A FEELING APART.
NOTHING'S AS SWEET AS THE NOTHINGS,
THAT CREATE LOVE FROM WITHIN A LUST,
AS THE HEART THAT'S OPEN AND SEARCHING
DERIVES FULFILLMENT NOT OF THE SUCH.
NOTHING'S AS SWEET AS THE NOTHINGS,
NO NOTHING, NO, NO THING AT ALL,
OH THE NOTHINGS SEEM SWEETER THAN NOTHING,
FOR IN THEM,
LIFE BE RESOLVED.
-sid LITTLE
Shot In The Dark
Saturday, February 22, 2014
Sunday, February 9, 2014
Betwixt the Magpie and Dove
The Magpie loves passionately,
with eyes of Red,
while the Dove, envies in its White
the Magpie thrills in the dark of the day,
as the Dove sidles in the night,
the Magpie drains every moment away,
while the dove seeks to fill its chasms,
the Magpie stays, lonely at bay,
while the Dove seeks what the heart fathoms.
Betwixt the Magpie and Dove
were no things alike,
a finding embraced by the both,
for the Magpie and Dove needed no thing alike,
to know their desires weren't opposed,
and with fate as itself,
with difference of heart,
as twain,
they remain in their souls.
Together them never,
the Magpie and Dove,
for love blows like with wind of the old,
together them never,
the Magpie and Dove,
them and love,
flying alone.
-sid LITTLE
with eyes of Red,
while the Dove, envies in its White
the Magpie thrills in the dark of the day,
as the Dove sidles in the night,
the Magpie drains every moment away,
while the dove seeks to fill its chasms,
the Magpie stays, lonely at bay,
while the Dove seeks what the heart fathoms.
Betwixt the Magpie and Dove
were no things alike,
a finding embraced by the both,
for the Magpie and Dove needed no thing alike,
to know their desires weren't opposed,
and with fate as itself,
with difference of heart,
as twain,
they remain in their souls.
Together them never,
the Magpie and Dove,
for love blows like with wind of the old,
together them never,
the Magpie and Dove,
them and love,
flying alone.
-sid LITTLE
Wednesday, October 9, 2013
DROWNING FOR LIFE
AS NIGHT LOOMS ABOVE THE DARK WATER
YOU STRETCH OUT FOR LIFE
ONLY TO SIGHT
THAT IT REMAINS A TALL ORDER
REACHING, GRASPING, GRABBING, CRASHING
ENDLESS EFFORTS THAT LEAVE YOU DEAD,
GASPING,
FOR THE BREATH AND THE AIR
THAT WAS ONCE PRESENT THERE
HAS NOW DISAPPEARED
LEAVING REMAINS OF DESPAIR
THE SOUGHT AFTER HOPE OF A LIFE NOT FOUND
MIRRORED ONLY THE FINDINGS OF A STRIFE UNBOUND,
DARKENING THE WATERS REFLECTING WHITE LIGHT
WITH ITS ROUNDNESS IN FORM
REPRESENTING THE PLIGHT
OH CONTINUOUS CYCLE, SHALL YOU NEVER END?
OR IN DEATH, MISERY, AND PAIN
SHALL WE ALL FIND FRIENDS?
-sid LITTLE
YOU STRETCH OUT FOR LIFE
ONLY TO SIGHT
THAT IT REMAINS A TALL ORDER
REACHING, GRASPING, GRABBING, CRASHING
ENDLESS EFFORTS THAT LEAVE YOU DEAD,
GASPING,
FOR THE BREATH AND THE AIR
THAT WAS ONCE PRESENT THERE
HAS NOW DISAPPEARED
LEAVING REMAINS OF DESPAIR
THE SOUGHT AFTER HOPE OF A LIFE NOT FOUND
MIRRORED ONLY THE FINDINGS OF A STRIFE UNBOUND,
DARKENING THE WATERS REFLECTING WHITE LIGHT
WITH ITS ROUNDNESS IN FORM
REPRESENTING THE PLIGHT
OH CONTINUOUS CYCLE, SHALL YOU NEVER END?
OR IN DEATH, MISERY, AND PAIN
SHALL WE ALL FIND FRIENDS?
-sid LITTLE
Tuesday, October 8, 2013
Mariposa Amorilla
AS SILENT AS THE HUM OF YOUR WINGS
YOU SOLEMNLY FLY WITHIN THE BREEZE,
AT REST FOR ONLY A MOMENT IT SEEMS
FOR THE SAKE OF ONLY A TEASE
YOU LIE ATOP OF THE PETALS
WHO STRENGTHS ARE AS TRUSTING
AS HEARTS
FOREVER YOUR MIND BE UNSETTLED
DRIFTING AMONGST THE TWO PARTS
SUCH DIVINITY THAT COMES WITH YOUR SMILE
AS WILD AS THE BRANCH OF THE OAK
ENCHANTMENT YOU CAST YOU WITH YOUR PROWL
IN A LIFE WHERE YOU HOPELESSLY FLOAT
THE AIR IN WHICH YOU FLY AND OWN
IS AS FREE AS THE DREAMS YOU CREATE
AND THE PATH THAT YOU GO
ONLY YOURSELF YOU DO KNOW
AS FOREVER YOU FLOAT AWAY
-sid LITTLE
YOU SOLEMNLY FLY WITHIN THE BREEZE,
AT REST FOR ONLY A MOMENT IT SEEMS
FOR THE SAKE OF ONLY A TEASE
YOU LIE ATOP OF THE PETALS
WHO STRENGTHS ARE AS TRUSTING
AS HEARTS
FOREVER YOUR MIND BE UNSETTLED
DRIFTING AMONGST THE TWO PARTS
SUCH DIVINITY THAT COMES WITH YOUR SMILE
AS WILD AS THE BRANCH OF THE OAK
ENCHANTMENT YOU CAST YOU WITH YOUR PROWL
IN A LIFE WHERE YOU HOPELESSLY FLOAT
THE AIR IN WHICH YOU FLY AND OWN
IS AS FREE AS THE DREAMS YOU CREATE
AND THE PATH THAT YOU GO
ONLY YOURSELF YOU DO KNOW
AS FOREVER YOU FLOAT AWAY
-sid LITTLE
Thursday, August 22, 2013
FOREVER THE SUN SHALL RISE
BEHIND DARKNESS OF SKIES
WHERE TRUE DEMONS DO LIE
FOREVER THE SUN SHALL RISE
THROUGH PERILOUS TIDES
UTMOST FEAR IN YOUR EYES
FOREVER THE SUN SHALL RISE
DESPITE PAIN OF DEMISE
AND A HEART FULL OF CRIES
FOREVER THE SUN SHALL RISE
WHEN JOY IS ROBBED OF ITS PRIDE
WITHOUT LOVE TO CONFIDE
FOREVER THE SUN SHALL RISE
- sid LITTLE
WHERE TRUE DEMONS DO LIE
FOREVER THE SUN SHALL RISE
THROUGH PERILOUS TIDES
UTMOST FEAR IN YOUR EYES
FOREVER THE SUN SHALL RISE
DESPITE PAIN OF DEMISE
AND A HEART FULL OF CRIES
FOREVER THE SUN SHALL RISE
WHEN JOY IS ROBBED OF ITS PRIDE
WITHOUT LOVE TO CONFIDE
FOREVER THE SUN SHALL RISE
- sid LITTLE
Friday, August 16, 2013
REASON TO SING
A BIRD SINGS A SONG
FOR ONLY A MOMENT OF HOPE
CAGED WITHIN ITS MIND
RECEIVING FREEDOM FROM EVERY NOTE
LOST BETWEEN THE TIME
AND PLACES TO AND FRO,
SEEKING ONLY TO FIND
AN ANCHOR FOR ITS SOUL
-sid LITTLE
FOR ONLY A MOMENT OF HOPE
CAGED WITHIN ITS MIND
RECEIVING FREEDOM FROM EVERY NOTE
LOST BETWEEN THE TIME
AND PLACES TO AND FRO,
SEEKING ONLY TO FIND
AN ANCHOR FOR ITS SOUL
-sid LITTLE
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
JOYS OF PAIN
IF LIFE WERE FULL OF JOY
WE WOULD NEVER KNOW OF PAIN
WE WOULD NEVER KNOW
THAT OF SUCH A LOW
THERE IS MORE THAN LIFE TO GAIN
BE IT THE DARKEST OF A DAY
OR THE COLDNESS OF A RAIN
THE TIME OF STRIFE
IN THE TIME OF LIFE
ALLOWS JOY TO EXIT PAIN
-sid LITTLE
WE WOULD NEVER KNOW OF PAIN
WE WOULD NEVER KNOW
THAT OF SUCH A LOW
THERE IS MORE THAN LIFE TO GAIN
BE IT THE DARKEST OF A DAY
OR THE COLDNESS OF A RAIN
THE TIME OF STRIFE
IN THE TIME OF LIFE
ALLOWS JOY TO EXIT PAIN
-sid LITTLE
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