Veronica!

Sitting on the porch last nite,
Holding my guitar and the notes of a lullaby.
I was making sketches in the air,
Drawing a picture of you - singing and listening to me tonite.

Is it someone again or you are the name,
That i have held everything for Veronica
You leave me unheard, i sound so absurd,
And I don't want to wake up to this life again.

I expected in real life
something that was more than a dream
Your shawdow casts a spell on me
and i thought it was the start of the spring.

Then came the end and i don't pretend,
My story just chose a new start
Waiting again, frowning the end,
stalking the moment that made us fall apart.

Now i wait for you under this lonely moon.
The sketch is still incomplete
But i know one stroke of affection
and i will stop our hopes to deceit.

Veronica, turn back see through the words.
Those Carry a bag with the pieces of my wishes.
In the end, I just smile again, '
'coz one day i will grow out of me from these ashes.

*Veronica, is still a little upset with me, but i am sure she will make both of us proud one day.
Disclaimer: If you thought you are Veronica, then you might just be right!

Vengeance.

Pretty Girl, you know a bit too much about you.

Behind your face you hide a story so obvious.

I can read your twisted letters they aren't so decieving.

After all, you are flesh and bones, a creation of the living.

Fight it on, mocking me as if i am on the other side

Fuel your thoughts better and know about yourself.

I am a reflection to haunt you, if not now then some other time.

I will be kind to leave, but not unless i get there.

So you try, with some other guy

I will rewind, to the place i started.

All your hopes will wait for another day

You had your chance, now it's your turn to pay.

Pretty girl, this beauty is not permanent.

As the makeups wash away with time, you don't turn naive.

You have shown me a side of me, that i hate to morph in.

Turn me to my alter self to find a heartbeat that skipped in vain.

I am the one and i am the only one is a bit overrated,

You know it's a big world that we live in to pleasure our senses

There are pictures that fit better than you in them,

Try to look out, don't live in within yourself.

So you try, with some other guy

I will rewind, to the place i started.

All your hopes will wait for another day

You had your chance, now it's your turn to pay.

The thoughts of the author are based on real life experiences...Any resemblance of any kind is more than just a coincidence. Read your credit if you can spot that.