Seeker,
That was a lovely quote. I posted some of VNV Nation on another thread in the hopes it would bring some peace to the discussion board. Nothing like a song to put everything into another perspective, eh?
Here's some more poetry for ya, this one's from The Cure:
She walked out of her house and looked around at all the gardens that looked back at her house
Like all the faces that quiz when you smile
and he was standing at the corner where the road turned dark
a part of shiny wet
like blood the rain fell black down on the street
and kissed his feet she fell her head an inch away from heaven
and her face pressed tight and all around the night sang out like cockatoos
There are a thousand things he said I'll never say those things to you again
and turning on his heel he left a trace of bubbles bleeding in his stead
and in her head
a picture of a boy who left her lonely in the rain
and all around the night sang out like cockatoos
I love that song. It's so swirling and melodic that it draws you in and makes you a part of it.
Here's a lil something I wrote, just to sign off with:
The feeling of empitness filled
left me breathless
panting in the humid air
lungs gasping as I was shown a piece of what heaven could be
Souls twined together in barbed wire and the lust for an emotion other than hate and regret
Soaring over city streets, waiting for the night
when we meet again
and turn from one another
like the night never happened
And always left with the realm of a "what if"
Angel
