We Drown Ourselves In The Illusion,

I still remember the days,

When there was a fire in the hearth.

I wish not to be with someone,

But with somewhere,

A place that is free,

With surreal scenery,

A place where I can watch,

The Sun,

At the crack of dawn,

The running fawns,

Grazing,

The looming mountains protecting,

The greenery,

The canyons,

The one canary,

Who sings its song,

Who makes me cry,

In sorrow and in joy,

I don't want to be with one,

I want to be with the setting sun,

The endless sky,

As I close my eyes,

And open my soul,

For I can trust the trees,

And listen to the rustling leaves.

Flourish in the deep scent,

Of spring's blossoms,

As the breeze whispers nature's name,

An elegant flight of drifting cranes,

No waiting for mere relent,

As trees bow to the critters along,

The choir of the sparrow's song,

The coming of April, June, and May,

And those souls who always pray.

It's funny how,

We look at words,

We are stunned by their meaning,

We give them so much prestige,

We are enchanted by their form,

Yet it is almost never thought,

That it all comes from our eyes,

From the other world,

Of silent nature.

Horizons by TheHen

The sun’s setting,

The mix of memories,

Intertwined with the warm colors,

Through sunrise and sunset,

Through the rising tide,

We ride,

Along the horizons.

Horizons are where land and sky merge,

Where the possibilities emerge,

There is not one horizon,

But infinite horizons.

Look afar,

And watch the gliding seagulls,

As they twist and turn and soar,

Along the horizons.

We see one line,

But maybe it’s just too fine,

Because beyond the horizon,

Lies unknown hope and faith.

We are mortal,

With lives that can die,

And fade away,

But if you wish,

If you try,

We can fly,

Along the horizons.

Our faces,

Pelted with the crashing waves,

And the howling wind,

But the horizons,

So beautiful,

The sunrise and set,

Illuminate the skies into something more.

The tears that leak from our eyes,

Not sorrow,

But joy,

The smiles that will be true,

After the sight,

It’s nothing like we’ve seen before,

Like the magnificent stars and endless skies,

But, something, just something more.

The blinding light,

It erases the night,

Horizons,

Are more than what meets the eye,

Like the glowing speck of life,

Yet so vast,

We feel like crying,

With smiles of the newfound unknown.

Walk along the shores,

And watch afar,

Beyond the seas and depths,

Beyond the shadows and people,

Our delight like the brightest light,

Stride through and try,

To fly above the skies,

Along the horizons.

Goodbye

What am I to you?

I feel like it's my cue,

To put my hand in the air,

Since you said you cared,

Just to leave me there.

So few rememeber,

The definition of joy,

Now it's already December,

A few weeks,

Till a whole new year.

We wipe away the tears,

Saying we're all clear,

Pretending that others are not in fear,

Living just for our own selves,

Hiding the secrets in shelves,

Smiling in fake cheer.

Now that you lied,

Now that you think you tried,

Now that you are free,

You forget to be there for me.

I'm not waiting anymore.

I thought you knew before,

But you're just another traitor,

Thinking I'm just a hater.

Opening the door,

I turn my back,

Bringing my pack,

Waving my hand,

Setting off to a new land.

I'm sorry,

But there's no choice better.

It may tear us apart,

Scar our hearts,

However,

I only have one thing to say.

"Goodbye."

Slivers trail,

Behind rivers,

Stunned shivers,

Behind quivers,

Foreign, unknown,

Answers unshown,

The moon’s phase,

No trace,

Give chase,

Sun and moon,

Voices croon,

Too frail,

Set sail,

Always prevail,

Too soon,

Watch the moon,

The sun’s noon.

Please, I beg you, I’m sorry.

Trying to please those around me,

Trying to ask for nothing more than freedom,

Trying to please you, just saying please,

Please, forgive me.

I tried to hide from you,

I tried to run,

I tried to ignore the darkening skies,

But now you caught me,

And put me into chains,

Forcing me to follow your reign,

So I please you,

I bring you what you ask,

No matter how hard the task,

Even if you slap me,

The red mark on my face,

Deep and cutting,

Though I don’t cry,

I never really asked for pity,

I only ask you,

To forgive me.

Please, please, please,

Just let me go,

Stop taunting me,

Stop forcing me,

Stop killing me,

Stop hurting me,

Stop tearing me,

All I ask for,

Is to be free,

And I will please.

Please, forgive me,

Please, release me,

Please, let my soul,

Go.

The single feather,

That flutters so feebly,

In the calm breeze,

As if time would almost freeze.

The softest wind,

That escapes my lips,

The feather rising high,

And low,

From the ever-changing tide,

Of the rhythm of time.

Boredom is in a way,

Sense of freedom.

The only reason you're bored,

Is because you chose,

Not to act.