Memories.........(Written by my father!)

A little boy with,
the whole world in his eyes,
stood near the doors,
waiting for someone who cares.

Heard the feeble sound of a bike,
from a distance, joyous ever,
pressing his face on the door,
eagerly awaiting them forever.

Eyes glitter, smiles blossom,
there came his parents,
who left him in the morning,
and returning in the evening.

That moment was real, his
expressions still haunt,
though years roll out, his
parents' memories are alive....

Goin' Down.....

Constraints and rules bind me down,
And barbed wire around my heavy crown,
In the cracked mirror, I see a clown,
I lose the grip, I'm goin' down.....

Weird actions and weirder thoughts,
Wasted fears and sinister plots,
Pointless quarrels and weary fights,
And lust of unattainable heights.....

Weepin' bloody tears deep down inside,
Actin' calm and composed outside,
This life I lead, a stage-show, drama,
Spittin' in blasphemy like a Llama.....

Like a bride in a bloody gown,
I reach out but I'm goin' down.......

I'm to blame......

Facin' bloody hell enroute to heaven,
All my spirits and friends I lose,
The fiery words taken and given,
And the god-damn emotions runnin' loose.

And sweat breaks on the brow,
As I try to calm the storm within,
Never knew somethin' this low,
Could spring from me, deep within.

For esoteric reasons I lose my mind,
Hangin' by the last twig it seems,
These lousy emotions, a whole new find,
Losin' out to these razor-sharp whims.

Unforgiven, as I do feel,
EVen with so much warmth around,
No-one but I'm to blame,
To put my tender hands into the flame......