CopperBard

Across my mind skips this pale beauty that captures all my soul Her smiles an enchantress's snare, her laughter light and bold I can't resist, I feel myself drawn in by her grace Those gleaming eyes, those tender lips, that thought consuming face My will grows weak, resistance fades, her arms enfold so sweet I give my all, body and mind, and taste exquisite defeat She holds me close, so warm and dear; I feel that I am home Though she may go, her memory, ensures I am never alone

They say that at this age so young We know not how to care But all I know is that my heart Hurts when you’re not there An aching, gaping, torn up hole That your compassion fills Your every smile, your tender kiss Provides me loving thrills When you are there, I am complete I have no need to hide I feel I can take on the world When you stand at my side I may be young, I may be dumb But even so I see That you are everything I miss And I need you, to be me

The splinters of reality Destroy the group mentality And lodge themselves inside the brain Of sureness and finality Truth’s treacherous locality Provides for guiltless fallacy And skillful orators will weave A figment of normality Our lives they’ll throw so callously To dogs of war who’ll hungrily Devour our souls with no remorse And leave us naught but prophecy They crown themselves with decadence And give us death as recompense For all we brought to be consumed By greed, envy and opulence It seems to make no difference That we encourage temperance For those up high will listen naught And drown themselves in

The leaf fell slowly from the tree Holding on with all it's strength Taken forcefully from the branch Settling on the river's bank The summer ends The seasons change And things return To white terrain The leaves turn bright One final sigh Last breath is breathed And then they die Along the rainy road I walked With water rushing on beside The cloud blocked sun filtered through Lightening the dreary sky The summer ends The seasons change And things return To white terrain The sun's last chance To light the day Before the skyline Fades to gray Concrete and stone both mar the hill Testament to human kind But soon the f

You! I see you Twenty years from now Hopeless Souless Wondering how You! I see you In front of a screen Crying Trying Wanting to scream You! I see you Your dreams are all gone Sitting Empty How'd it go wrong? YOU! I see NOW! Wasting your life! Playing! Not thinking! You'll leave  nothing  behind

    Hello,              Who are you?    You with the face of a doll    I know you?                        Impossible    I don't recognize you at all    Your face so vacant, mind so blank and soul so full of dirt    They've taken your heart, left you dry and filled you up with hurt    I        Remember    Your brown eyes like leaves in the fall    You were                     So beautiful

I long for green and verdant shores They haunt the edges of my dreams and tempt My conciousness when I wake I feel my oaken bones                                     Ocean blue eyes                                                &

Verse 1: I look out over the streets of town The fog of life that has kept us down It seems this world is going to hell! And it will prob'bly take me with it as well The rain is falling and I can't sit still My house confines me like a prison cell These restless nights that I've had for years I lie awake and think of all my fears Chorus: It's kindof hard not to leave you behind But take me with you and we'll surely find A place to dwell until the end of time But if I can't be yours Then you can't be mine! Verse 2: Theres nothing left here in this horrid place I see stagnation in a passing face Everybody follows the same path

     A long time ago in the land of rolling hills and fragile peaks, there was once a queen with hair like the sunset, who held her court atop the tallest mountain in the realm. She waited there, surrounded by her advisors, for a man who was worthy enough to take her hand and love her. Many men climbed that peak, some fell, some succumbed to cold, and some made it to the top, but none were found worthy.      As the years passed, a local boy, of no importance, heard of the queen from a notable bard at the tavern where he worked. The boy knew he was of no great physique and did not posses the

Deep inside your opiate kiss I find my life so boring The toiling And roiling Of daily existence fades to this: The warm embrace of physical bliss That makes faith seem pretentious I’m defenseless You’re infectious An addiction that I can’t resist My enchantment seems so endless And I find myself destroying My living My toiling To earn myself another kiss