Today I walk

Today I walk
A shuffling gait, unsure of my path,
I have fallen , unsure in the past,
Adios o malevolence , for you will not win,
Not till I breathe.

Today I wait,
For time itself to pass ,I stand still ,
I have cried, but I was and I will,
Adios o malevolence , for I do not quit,
Not till you live.

Today I burn,
For fire itself will never be warm,
I have burnt ,but the fire burns within,
Adios o malevolence , for I do not wilt,
Not till I breathe.

Today I laugh,
For pain was never painful enough,
I have smirked, for when did pain hurt,
Adios o malevolence, for I do not kneel,
Not till you feel.

Walk on , for the winds do change,
Laugh quiet, for when did we care,
Stand still, for the time will pass,
Till the dark, where I laugh again.

Some of those

Some of these days, I will not be around,

skulking around the day,nights will come to pass,

feeding the vines,that throttle in the deeps of my heart,

Some of these nights, I will not be around.

Staring up the blues,the days will come to pass,

Some of these flowers will adorn the blight,

Walkin up the stairs, some doors will let me pass,

Some among the fields would streak in rays of light.

Some of these days, the sun will come around,

Rising above the dead, the tears would come to dry,

Slipping in her gait, with a kiss and a sigh,

Some of those moments, she will one day be around.

Facades

Of what strings are facades made,

Woven true of feelings within,

Driven deep of words not said,

In strength are such facades made.

Of what drives is a man made,

In denial lies the beneath,

In my facade does it lie,

Fears and feelings I sheath.

Of what strength lay in her,

When were such words framed,

For why were trees made to shade,

Of her were facades made!

Of what makes the lies hide,

What truth lay in the shade,

Some things were never meant,

Some things to lose in the facade.

Some say , of evil is it wrought,

For deceit comes the facade,

Within graves do secrets lie,

Of love are such wreaths made.