Can't Breathe

Been having the darkest days,
I can't tell if it's the rain or the sun-rays.
Feels like all is lost and over,
Everything I know frosted over.

I feel bad for you, you see,
You've fallen way too quickly.
I never meant to drag you down,
But in your eyes I could only drown.

I can't breathe,
Your bright eyes and what they see.

I can't breathe,
You wipe the tears, push the fears away.

I can't breathe,
Your dimples, your smile, and the joy they bring.

If I only know
how I could be the one you need.

Ocean Deep

Her eyes see blue,

and so do his. 

There are different shades, 

the darker the deeper.

Life is short, but it's way too long,

For lonely souls, all just seems wrong.

He searched deeper,

He'd never find her.

As the pain presses onto their chest, 

In loneliness they prepare to rest.

© Nasreen A Judge 2013. 

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Dance Again - An Original Crap

I don't know if I like all of my work. Nonetheless of the result, I hold a special key of a story that builds each of them. You see, when I write a song, or a poem, if they don't come straight from my personal life, I made up a story that's insanely graphic in my head. A love story isn't just "Oh this girl likes this guy but then he likes someone else so she's heart broken" but it's "A girl living in a small town, living with her sick mom alone, who was ill since her husband left her. She has trouble forgetting the night her father left with his suitcase, the smell of leather jacket and everything she thought a man should be like. A boy in the wrong side of the track, has forgotten what love is, his two perfectly in-love parents have never fought but nor have they ever shown any interest in him. His perfect little brother stopped respecting him the day nobody else in the house do. His confusion over the basic idea of love drives him away from anybody who tries to love him. His relationships have new seen the same moon twice, and he chases shallow girls for nothing more than time passing."
That does not stop there, I have names, characteristics, relatives, life-scenes and all that planted in my head. It's a scary thing how different mind works, but all these stories make me feel like I'm a part of the tale, it makes me feel involved.
The ending, is always unwritten and always the best part of the tale, because nobody ever know, nobody but me.

Tired

Can taste the salt dripping down my chin,
My eyes are swollen, barely awake,
Teeth gritted keeping me composed,
But I am tired, I just am tired.

Long day it's been, wish I'd rest soon,
It felt gruesome, all under the moon,
Kept my lips tight but that's just as fatal,
Ran, I've had enough sharp words for the day. 

My blades shake and trembles in pain,
Crooked on the floor, questioning my sanity,
No attendance needed, it's no one's bones but mine,
I hear screams, I'm sure they're not just in my head.

I believe they awakened the devil in me,
What an angel becomes when you crush her part, 
I went for the small talk but I'm just not well,
Everything I said can and will be held against me.

Sneak peak of a sharp old friend,
Told my self never again we'll be involved,
But the alteration is oh so very tempting, 
I'm tired and most pain felt better seen.

I'm tired, I just really am tired.

Yet

Hey little girl,

I know a diamond lies inside you,

But the lights are frozen in your eyes.

The gem, though, reflects, do not shine,

Reflects the heart that used to be alive.

The world says hello, but you've ran out of trust,

I, too, have turned all I ever love into dust.

Swallowed by your fear, the crowd isn't there,

But it's eating you down the depth of your desire. 

Your frowzy mind is once untouched,

An affluent passion handing you the world. 

But you must've taken me the wrong key,

Little girl, have you seen what has become of me?

Little girl, keep that vivacious smile, 

Fear not, I won't have you exiled.

The cold is, though, starting to burn me, 

Can't close my eyes, but I still can't see.

Dream away, I hope you're fine, 

Your bed time will show you no pain.

Yet.

© Nasreen A Judge 2013. 

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The Silence

Emptiness please look away,

I need a time alone,

To mend this broken heart,

That's shattered in Silence.

The silence of the trumpet,

When there's nothing to celebrate.

The silence of the glass,

Just before the floor is trashed.

The silence of the lights,

Out there in a big city crash.

The silence of the powerful,

Trade some souls in turn for cash.

The silence of some who talk, not speak,

The silence of the empty hands,

The silence of the armless soldiers,

The silence of the legless kids.

Their tears have gone dry,

Their words aren't to be heard.

While some sit on a throne in sympathy, 

Look at the mirror and taste the silence.

© Nasreen A Judge 2013. 

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This Runaway

A candle,

Burning what's within me,

Not another word I'll say, 

Not another tear I'll shed. 

Where you're not wanted, 

Is where you should never be,

Not another chance I'll take,

In the place I can only break.

So give it up, let me go.

Give it up, I will go.

From tonight, 

We will never ever be the same, 

Strangers danger is a game,

You won't like till you try, right?

We'll defy gravity, 

Break all the rules while at it,

We're the dust, in the air, 

Swept by the wind in this runaway.

See, they worry, 

Of something that was never me.

I'm not an angel but I'm not bad,

I won't wake in pain, feeling shame.

Now, It's us,

Those who were never theirs to keep,

Night by night we'll stay like this,

Dream to dream and kiss to kiss.

Pity those who stay in cage,

Wondering what could have happened, 

Those who wandered but was never lost,

Those whose coffins are filled with regrets.

© Nasreen A Judge 2013. All Rights Reserved.