pada kambanji Poems
|4.||How Much Do I Hurt?||6/27/2011|
|5.||Angels Have No Wings||6/27/2011|
|6.||A Broken Fruit||6/28/2011|
|7.||Losing A Forbidden Love||6/30/2011|
|8.||When I Walk Away||7/1/2011|
|10.||Flaws In My Diamond||6/28/2011|
|11.||Value In A Coin||7/16/2011|
|12.||Am A Song To Repeat||7/3/2011|
|13.||My Song (Part 1)||6/27/2011|
|14.||In Love Alone||6/28/2011|
|15.||Me And My Sunset Love !||5/30/2011|
|16.||A Blind Man's Song||7/14/2011|
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A Blind Man's Song
In the street where I live,
sits a blind man who sings,
a song that I believe.
he sings, from birth he could not see,
what he wanted he could not be,
a thigh of a woman bare he never seen.
I see a happy street,
I see little babys sleeping in their crib,
the rich feasting on lobster and shrimp.
but the blind one sings of all I cannot see,
all that pass him by when he sings.
his song of adulterers in the shadows with a key
the neighbors spouse to see.
of men who toast to Lucifer, for the riches he gave.
he sings of a bribe, to free a killer.
How Much Do I Hurt?
if you ask, how much do I hurt?
I say, my hurt knows no end.
it probes, to the depth of my heart.
it aims for the height of my soul.
its been there, the whole length of my life.
this grief, haunts me at the peak of my dreams.
and it drowns me in the valley of my tears.
but still I come alive in my pain.
and my art flows good full of hurt.