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Sunday, May 31, 2020
I Play For You a Violin repost
I Play for you a Violin
I play for you a violin
And song so soft and sweet
I keep my eyes downcast, demure
As I sit at your feet.
I play for hours at your request
Till time has lost it's meaning
And candles burn down to their wicks
And night is slowly weaning.
Before the dawn has fully come
You hold your hand up high
And bid me stop my melody
Arise and say goodbye.
You do not look back at my face
Tearstung and raised to light
You do not see the love I bear
As you pass from my sight.
A servant girl, that's all I am
With gifted hands to play
Sweet melodies to comfort you
From torments of your day.
A king of royal dynasty
A man of power and yet
You find no peace in power's grasp
No love in life's plan set.
And so I play and so you listen
In silence, just we two
Night after night till daylight breaks
And my heart breaks for you.
You have no inkling of the love
I feel there as I play
Pretending you are mine alone
Till morn takes you away.
To kingly duties, kingly demands
The power of life and death
There in your words, there in your hands
There in your very breath.
All day I wait till midnight comes
For the summon and the call
Your weary face so full of woe
Till at your feet I fall.
And I play for you my violin
Pray peace into the gloom
Wait for your sigh with tear filled eyes
As my love fills up the room.
©by Voo
April 28, 2007
3:45 p.m.
The Man of Contradictions
(The Man of
Contradictions)
Contradictions)
I loved a man of contradictions
Who none of his promises kept
He wrote pages of poetry about wiping my tears
But he was the reason I wept.
I told him all about myself
My dreams, my fears, my hope
But when I queried a simple question
With that he could not cope.
He wrote of gods and goddesses
Of Poseidon under the sea
He wrote long poems about mists and mysteries
But few of his love for me.
And if he did, it was a series
Of questions without end
That took you down such winding roads
And back where they'd begin.
And you never got an answer
To any question asked
Not about the future
And not about the past.
The more you learned, the less you knew
And life went on the same
And all you knew at the end of the day
Was his last and given name.
Oh, he could tell you about magic
Or Medusa with snakes in her hair
And he could write books about Lilith's good looks
But about him, he had little to share.
Such a contradiction, was this man
Always secretly, carefully contained
He could charm and be bold till the unknown turned you cold
He could obtain love but could not love sustain.
He didn't lie but he didn't tell you the truth
He just omitted all the simple everyday facts
We'd talk for hours about every kind of thing
But I never knew what lived behind the mask.
How can you love a man that you don't really know?
How can you long for one who does not care?
How can you believe he'll be there and not leave you
When every time you turn, he is not there.
The man of contradictions
The darkness and the light
Rolled into one, the fear and the fun
But only real in the dreams of the night.
I never was sure where I stood
Never was sure how he felt
He seemed to think I should just be so happy
With the mysterious cards that he dealt.
But I was never happy
And never satisfied
For he never gave me enough to be
And the gulf was always wide.
His joy could be contagious
And you hoped that it was true
And then from out of nowhere
He'd turn and blindside you.
And you never saw it coming
Or knew from whence it came
And you wondered what on earth you'd done
And why you felt such shame.
Eggshells were the carpets you walked then
You had to tread so light
Because you never knew what made
His sunshine turn to night.
I loved him, oh, I loved him!
With all my heart and soul
But I never was a priority
A need, desire or goal.
I don't know what I meant to him
If indeed, meant any thing
In light of the way it all fell away
When I woke from that indecipherable dream.
The man of contradictions
And complexities so deep
He'll never share his heart with me
And his secrets will always keep.
And our love will fade into the mist
Like a cloud into the blue
And none of the dreams I shared with him
Will I ever see come true.
I stood and I waited, he walked away
I wanted the joy, and he chose the woe
God put together what his fear tore asunder
And that fairytale ending now, we'll never know.
©by Voo Shining Stone
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