Posts Tagged ‘Blues’

broken_heartYou can well understand the things you said and the moments invested,

mean nothing more than a theme forgotten, and a dream much wasted. 

You were there to carry all the burdens, of confused minds and wicked hearts.

You trudged and trudged alone, dragging yourself from the rusted hurts,

But soon you found there was no one beside you, to cleanse your wounds and feed you some,

wasting some more time is what was left for you to do,

prepare yourself for a never ending rage and write a song for nobody.

You could see people fall apart, or stand still, some forgot it all,

but some had the time and the zeal to come! 

I may sound somewhat cryptic, but accept the way I am! I would not prefer to be any different. Bye Bye … Do I say Blackbird or Miss American Pie. There was light. There was a blinding light. There was lightning pace. There was a mind’s ongoing race. But Alas, the thread could not pull up the Blackbird or the American Pie.

Running fast. Who knows how long will this last. Singing the Cryptic Blues with Glory. This is my same old Cryptic Story.

I dunno where it all ends. The endless surprises by the fiend. Freeing up my disk space, to buy time for the mind’s race.

The blinding lights flicker now and then. Where do I go when there is no lane? I have been to hell, but I got a glimpse of heaven… Just a few aeons (they do seem like aeons) back, there was a streak of flashing light, full on track.

But now it seems like, all was not meant to be. Bye Bye … Do I say Blackbird or Miss American Pie… Nothing was and never is meant to be.

There was a blinding light. There was lightning pace. There was a mind’s ongoing race. Nothing was meant to be. Nothing is ever meant to be.

Pardon all, if I do sound cryptic but the mystic trait of the cryptic race is an ongoing thing. Cryptic Blues will always be, like it was born to be…