The biting wind howls A drunk insolent hound The moon and stars Nowhere to be found The night dreary and cold
The people we love The ones closest to our hearts Make life worth living They brighten the darkest days And make rainbows out of grays
With no time pieces Yet they were able to see Days getting shorter The cavemen fearful Sun will disappear from view
Come Mend my heart Broken into pieces Come Fix my dreams ripped apart
Tied to the bedroom door, a yellow… His heart skipped, throbbing in hy… As the nervous thrill of anticipat… Overcame him completely, yes indee… For there it is, in unblushing fas…
Vintage models we are; some of us… We move with caution, lest somethi… (Except those among us, the health… For spare parts unavailable, or ha… Yes, old we are; we’re yesterday’s…
I’m Roboticous Personal hygiene robot All ready for you To service all of your needs Your very own slave for keeps
Suddenly, pangs of loneliness crep… As he sat at a corner table all al… Months since any of his friends, h… Nor has he spoken to anyone on the… Unanswered, his calls have been
Tonight was simply amazing And my heart’s still beating fast At long last she and I met A friendship I hope forever last I’ve adored her from a distance
The sky’s grim and pitch black The moon and stars have hidden Behind the sinister rain clouds; A nether world, light has forgotte… Then a bright flash, a beam of lig…
Long hair, denim jacket, Frye boo… A Fu Manchu, behind dark green R… No cares, top of the world, indest… Aah! to be young again, no aches n… A mile in less than six, not break…
Seconds ticked away Over soon, the lovely day Fond goodbyes we say Only memories remain Of the sunset and the rain
worry and panic drag us down towards misery and despair often, we wear a big frown and love we can’t even share there’s no joy in the air
Just can’t paint, nor write songs Sadly I take terrible pictures to… But I do the next best thing I write about it, for me and you So, always armed with pen and pape…
I locked the past in a little box Hidden in a corner of my mind Around it, a yellow ribbon That someone left behind... Sometimes, I go and open it