Two Poems: Tarnished Soul & Desert Treasure
This was lyrics to a song I wrote after a bad breakup.
Look at my tarnished soul, worn and left to die.
Make it anew and forever be mine.
Take this hardened heart, shattered and ripped to shreds.
Present the pact; bring me back to life, to the undead.
Take this tarnished soul,
Polish the rough edges, gone to the old.
Now, I am sold.
Come the light; come the dark.
Come the night; bring your spark.
Sew me up; now I’m new.
Give you love in all you do.
Touch my tarnished soul, broken by the fight.
A canvas of black, bring it to the light.
Cradle this hardened heart in its many pieces.
In the darkness of my mind, all the pain ceases.
Take this tarnished soul.
Shine it to perfection; turn it to gold.
Let the warm steal the cold.
Come the light; come the dark.
Come the night; bring your spark.
Sew me up; now I’m new.
Give your love in all you do.
Now I say with pride,
Goodbye,
Tarnished soul, hardened heart.
Tarnished soul.
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Desert Treasure
Inspired by a dream I had.
Trailing across the desert,
Cane and canteen by my side,
Illusions and mirages do divert
The passing time,
But I search for the treasure,
A wealth beyond measure.
Gold cannot touch
this treasure of such.
Diamonds bow to the splendor
Of hope it renders.
This is my desert treasure.
Breathless but daring,
I continue the search.
Heartfelt and caring,
I go on for all its worth.
Hot desert, give me my treasure.
I’m under the spell, the course
Of your fading promise.
No pearl can compare
To the whiteness of your world.
Open this locked door.
Come to me, desert treasure,
Be mine forever.
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hi spark, (this above anonymous is me)
It is very touchy and i think that time you are very upset. you wrote these words when you alone in the room. i like very much these pretty lines
"Polish the rough edges, gone to the old.
Now, I am sold.
Come the light;
Come the dark.
Come the night;
bring your spark.
Sew me up;
now I’m new."
and frankly speaking these lines are refresh memories.
thanks !
hi spark,
It is very touchy and i think that time you are very upset. you wrote these words when you alone in the room. i like very much these pretty lines
"Polish the rough edges, gone to the old.
Now, I am sold.
Come the light;
Come the dark.
Come the night;
bring your spark.
Sew me up;
now I’m new."
and frankly speaking these lines are refresh memories.
thanks !