UMCreed

I hate you all to end this night, for I was just righteous to what was right. laugh, laugh, laugh out loud, to what you think is good and proud. Passion is all I had to give to you, the air of care to be with you. This pride I feel for every beat of my heart, shouts: how could defeat this heart who chose to side with you, with every pain to sit with you. In times of hunger of pain, and fright, I'm here with you in all your fight. Sad I feel for I'm left out, This bond with you to fill some doubt. Pain I feel to see I fail, to what you see is truth and gale. In my silence I hope you see, this error I saw, take lead far of me.

Rip my heart out, you little siren, drowning my soul in a land of barren. My world stops in the sound of your voice, and to listen is all but my only choice. Your feelings I feel, piercing each tone, the words you speak in silence, all alone. Human you are for the tears that resonate, beautiful, real, a flash of your hence fate. Weep even more, my heart will crumble, all my pride in you will humble. Strumming those strings and guide my eyes, insanity, lost in your song my spirit dies. In all these pain from songs I feel, as part of you I learn what's real. This arms to grasp your lonely core, so as our hearts will tear no more.

Sitting fine in a bus I gaze, the fields corrupted without amaze. No fun,  no joy to graze these feet, the brick and iron bars this towns only feat. Smile I recall in my childhood's mind, The games I played will forever bind. Cans and slippers, shouts and cries, Vigor comparable to those cute little mice. Now those children still laugh their joy, With cheerful thoughts and a brand new toy. Braced alone to dwell these fields, Sights and sounds, a window wields. Hence was bounds without to run this world, Scary tales, adventures to unfold. Yet now this child with caution plays, Beside the road of metal whales.

I sit noiseless in a crowded place, thoughts rumble in random grace. A bat sit in its silent pace, dark and feared in its eerie face. Alone I feel for this critters fate, yet I feel in wonders to wait. Afraid I am to approach this sight, The beauty in this I see is light. Tenderness I graze in your beauty's might, Blind I am to what's truth and right. You I miss in seconds lost, the joy of you each time is lost. Your smile, your prowess is all I see, Beauty of all else I cannot see. Your strength, your might I can't compare, This pearl to find I can't compare

Lonely it is, this warrior, he stand, amidst the great wonders of some foreign land. Along with his rapier, a partner in crime, be it in pebbles, tundra, mistwoods, or grime. The trek to these lands took great effort and heart, and yearns the learning of some earthly art. Lurking within the darkness, critters abound, legend none could pass through and still be sound. This knight with his sword, waged war to this myth, against the legion of the abyss, weapon unsheathe. Sweat burst, iron clash, blood baths the familiar ground, in a duel's toll is your soul will be bound. The rapier shines in every strike, our hero moves with all hi

  Bound of sloth, I forced my way, to be by your side for a while and stay. I doze off in dreams of laughter with you, and wake still in distance, sight can't get through. As my vessel approach the nearness of you, phantoms shroud my path to what's true. I brandish this gladius engraved with your name, and howl the mesmer your tone will tame. Your knight in bowed knees places a kiss, to the hand of soft velvet, I meld with all peace. And your sweet voice that whispers my call, erase wounds and battle scars at all.  

  In my distress of silent times, my mind denies to sleep. To miss the chance of lovely chat, my conscience fills with wrath. Though it is not that needy to fill this void with glee, You words work as a staple feed, my heart's sole supper and mead. So just good night those lips has bid, to backtrack the gods forbid. To leave a print of sweetest word, bring forth, in dream's ship you aboard. To say one last as darkness fell, my love for you I bravely tell. In whisper not to turn your wake, by morning shows the greatest gift, the smile your face will make.

The night is cold in its old mist scent, a festive ball, a lifeless event. People dance and laugh on their nose, neither one to compare with a rose. And I was wrong to say as much, when I saw you walk within beauty's clutch. Obnoxious red that drowns my sight, Thorns to my chest, my lungs grip tight. A dance I took to please my self, a closer look to this human-like elf. The Belle of the night to tame this beast, Oh Rose your thorns, I will slit my wrist. Your hand clasp right past my choking heart, the detail of you, my eternal art. Your velvet skin that tickles my soul, with thorns unknown to take its toll. This waltz we d

 This girl I love and I have missed, these past few days I cannot kiss. Glade of bright sunshine's cast apart, this woman, fragment of my dear lonely heart. The touch of silk linen, my fingers across her face, my sweet addiction as my palms' around her waist. The scent of her hair, tangled in my air, among my mistresses, she is not to compare. I die softly to recall these details, oh my friend ale! why you taste so stale? And fail me to forget this sweet beast's impale, her melodious giggle in my head, on oh chaotic wail.