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Leah Ayliffe Poems
To wander in the distance, over a petal of a rose In deep thought of what has been Or what has not Drifting in an ocean that hugs earths’ surface for eternity
A Battle for Dreams
She walked upon the hills of grass Unaware of her fragility Brave or naïve; she walks unarmed through the night
Creatures of the Sky
as the bird soars and i stare i wonder how earth and sky can be so different seperate from one another
Beside the clouds I can clearly see I'm not flying away, but towards a truer me Sunshine in the dirt, life in the rain Yesterday stores away a far off distant pain
The mundane talk around me makes me want to die I cry tears of crystal, clear and majestic Sparkling in the moonlight I can't handle staying here in this mediocre world when I'm soaring past the stars in my heart
When I Speak of Love
When I speak of love I go back to when we were kids It was in those times Where I let me heart live
I don't know who's more real, the girl I pretend to be in life, or the one I pretend to be in art. None of them are me, but they're the only ones I'll allow you to see. I need you to look into my eyes and acknowledge when they're sad without asking any questions, cause I'll always be okay in the outer world, I'll always carry a smile. If you read my words you'll know a hard sadness and madness, vulnerable and true to the chaos stirring inside. I will not hide my darkness there, no, it will shine on in my shades of black gray and blue. It won't be a reflection of reality, cause darling, I don't live there. A star sitting next to a pond, why does she sit there in contemplation? Her light is nothing compared to the reflection of the sparkling sun.
Secrets Lost in the Graveyard
Wake up every morning Not sure about today Does the sun rise outside your window Or is your sky the last to see shades of gray?
Vegas, notorious as the city of sin, My sweet city of paradise, Where all can play in sinful delight. Towering hotels and painted palm trees
Like the Wind
Just as the wind blows forward by slightly swirling back Gently to the past to brush through someone's hair who remembers a time where another's hand combed through his or her curls. I'm pushed to now, not then or when, seeing as the sea is violent and in love with constant motion As am i
Under the Sun & Moon on English Bay
When I dream at night, I see stars of youthful times. Hello golden gates, On a cloud world paved to heaven.
My Man's Poor Mind (or) How Much Does...
In your office and fancy business suit You flash a smile that I hardly knew It carried an air of emptiness And yet you promised dear lord it was true
Let Me Fly Away (lyrics)
I dream in silver Like old hollywood screens I'm as nice as I am mean A beauty icing your soul
Bar Talk Philosophies on Hilton Head Isl...
You say you don't believe in God As we sit at a beach bar underneath the stars You say if heaven was such a place The pain that you felt would have gone away
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To wander in the distance, over a petal of a rose
In deep thought of what has been
Or what has not
Drifting in an ocean that hugs earths’ surface for eternity
The mind of the heart, the heart that has bled
The colour of the moon and stars
What was holy is not sacred or valued now
Untamed and wild, the nature of the seed that grows
The weeds of dandelions reach for the sun
And cry in the night
Swaying with the wind that blows furiously
Rocking back and forth like a cradle
Whispers of a dream which echoes in the breeze
But the silence leaves the air ...