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.
where this road will reach,
awaits me a trophy,
they call pleasure.
This street, is named after pain,
so I take me a hitch.
Its end lies at infinity,
an infinity I cant see,
for am blinded by my tear,
a tear I call rain.