SING ME A SONG

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Sing me a love song.

Rhyme me a sad tale.

The woe of heartbroken lovers

whose tinny cries take to the air.

The needle rides the grooves.

Round in a circle, it goes.

No beginning or end.

Like a tear that refuses to fall.

A song without an end.

The melody echoes through eternity.

One jump and scratch at a time.

TURNED TO STONE

I have turned to stone.

I’m chilled to the bone.

The coldness is spreading.

Where can this be heading?

Please help me.

You can see.

I can’t even bend.

Life is at its end.

READY, SET, GO

We’re moving faster.

We’re getting closer.

It waits

Patiently.

We can’t stop.

We have no control.

When the time comes,

We must be ready.

ONE SONG

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ONE SONG

Sing me a love song.

Rhyme me a sad tale.

The woe of heartbroken lovers

whose tinny cries take to the air.

The needle rides the grooves.

Round in a circle, it goes.

No beginning or end.

Like a tear that refuses to fall.

A song without an end.

The melody echoes through eternity.

One jump and scratch at a time.

THE ROAD TAKEN

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The road curves.

It straightens.

Past meadows.

Crowded cities.

Miles of pasture.

Windows open.

Wind rushing past.

Follow the birds.

Until the next town.

The next city.

The next stop.

Engine rumbles.

It dies.

Destination reached.

Time served.

ONE SONG

Source:randomthoughtsforabeautifulgirl

ONE SONG

Sing me a love song.

Rhyme me a sad tale.

The woe of heartbroken lovers

whose tinny cries take to the air.

The needle rides the grooves.

Round in a circle, it goes.

No beginning or end.

Like a tear that refuses to fall.

A song without an end.

The melody echoes through eternity.

One jump and scratch at a time.

A LIGHT SHINES

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A light shines through the window.

What was dark is now light.

The spotlight hits its mark.

My dark form shivering on the bed.

Whispers fill the air.

Footsteps follow in their wake.

A door opens below.

Is it too late to run?

I must save myself from him.

He walks the night to find me.

His journey has come to an end.

And so has mine.

THE DEAD GAME

THEY’RE HERE TO STAY

Look at the pretty sky.
Such beauty way up high.
Clouds drifting by so slowly
Like a shrine to what’s holy.

All of this will soon come to an end.
Don’t bother to search for a friend.
The moon will rise up in the night sky
Into the danger from what lurks high.

Dark shadows will descend onto the sand.
Shrieking louder than a marching band.
What do they want from our peaceful town?
Death and mayhem–all served with a frown.

Run for your life if you still can.
A danger for each and every man.
The Dead are here to stay.
They didn’t come to play.

THE DEAD GAME

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THE END

Time has stopped in mid-flight.

Clouds have ceased circling the earth.

The sun refuses to show its face.

Time has come to an end.

My heart feels hollow and empty.

Panic fills the empty spaces.

My love has come to an end

And so too has mankind.

A battle rages between my lovers

Built upon passion and deceit.

The winner takes all,

And soon even me.

The earth trembles in despair.

A blanket of darkness covers all.

The battle rages in its fury.

Clashes of swords echo its thunder.

Frozen in place I stand,

Waiting for the uncertain outcome.

Who will be left standing

to take my cold hand?​

TO THE LIMIT

Source:snappedbyjc 

Take the night to the limit.

The road to its end.

The sun to its setting.

Life to its climax.

No stone left unturned.

No drama left undone.

No sentence left unsaid.

Take the night to its limit.

THE PATH

Source:elenamorelli

The path to the unknown.

Take it to the end.

No right or left turns.

Only straight ahead.

The light glimmers.

It beckons to us.

We must follow it.

We have no choice.

The end is waiting.

ALL STORIES HAVE AN END

Source:melisica 

All stories have an end.

This is mine.

I live behind this door.

No one visits.

As footsteps draw near,

I look out the peephole.

I never answer the bell.

I slink away into my dungeon

of lost hopes and dreams.

Neighbors stay away.

Family doesn’t care.

Would you?

CIRCLES

 aimejames

Forever circling.

Round and round.

Life follows cycles.

Beginning to end.

Then back again.

Circles.