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[Nethran]

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Too Much Of A Good Thing

Who to go to? What to say?
How to make things better?
One woman won't talk, one woman won't listen,
Neither will acknowledge my letter.
One man, two girls, the girls best friends,
Driven apart by a selfish boy.
The man loved one, but the boy liked another,
Though only to make her a toy.
Love-sick not, but want-sick plenty,
He needed the play of two.
But in the end he wholly got neither,
And that is a story true.


Christopher Herrington

Copyright ©2004 Christopher Herrington





Unclaimed Fear

Panic and a sense of urgency.
No goal, no one to lull you to sleep,
But going itself an emergency.

Laying awake in the night,
Chest pouding, heart racing, head chasing,
Swimming after the cause of your fright.

Drowning in the sound of the pounding,
Echoes resounding and bouncing off the walls,
The halls get longer, the paths get thinner,
Fear has you now,
Fear is the winner.

Succumb to it's seductive grasp,
Give in cuz you can't last,
The unknown closes in too fast to escape.
It's a mistake, never close your eyes again,
Not unless you wanna feel demise again,
Or unless this time YOU play to win.


Christopher Herrington

Copyright ©2004 Christopher Herrington







Burn the Box

You feel with what they've left you,
You're looked down on,
But they don't understand you.
You're made fun of,
But no one stands up for you.
So you know what you've got to do--

You've gotta stand up for yourself,
Be you and silence the condescendance.
You've gotta make the mold melt,
Snuff their light-
Use your natural phosphoresence.
Be strong, don't put up with their nonsense,
Silence their voices if they persist.
They're right is used in the wrong sense,
So go with your flow and don't resist.

Christopher Herrington

Copyright ©2004 Christopher Herrington




White Noise

Life is Love-
It's hurt and it's hate.
Take it all in stride,
Because there is no "Fate."
You make who you are,
You make all the choices,
Those who try to change you
Should be background noises.

You make your own life,
You mold your own destiny.
Society's ambience
Is just a test to me.
They'll shout and they'll push,
And they'll make you fall.
Pick yourself up
Answer your own call.

Christopher Herrington

Copyright ©2004 Christopher Herrington





Slumber

Shadows fall and take the world
As sunlight dries to cause night to unfurl.
Skies empty to expose the stars,
Blindingly bright, but they're just too far.
Silently resting, a doe and her faun,
Habitual fatigue now that the day is gone.

The trees surrounding whisper secrets,
No sleep there- the forest never rests.
Always awake, even when the wind is gone-
From dawn 'til dusk and dusk 'til dawn.
Brightly upon them shines the full moon,
Lessening the effect of the darkness cocoon.

Stars spin effortlessly in the sky
While the world sleeps and time flies by.
The sun comes back and night washes away,
Bird songs at dawn herald the new day.
The silken threads of the cocoon dissolve,
The world wakes up and the Earth revolves.

Christopher Herrington

Copyright ©2004 Christopher Herrington




Boredom



Standing, staring silently,
Seldom blinking for fear of sleep,
Seductive smokey haze pulls my consciousness away.
Still I stand, standing still,
Secluded mind in a crowded room,
Searching so unrelentingly
For answers without questions.

Christopher Herrington

Copyright ©2004 Christopher Herrington

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Downtrodden

I can't write well,
Or so I've been told.
It leaves me with
A feeling so cold.
I try and I try
And give you my best,
But is it time
I put my writing to rest?
My poetry speaks,
It talks of overcoming.
So I'll pick up my sticks
And I'll keep on drumming.
'Cause the one thing
I don't want to be in my life
Is a hypocrit who blathers
and can't be what he writes.

Christopher Herrington

Copyright ©2004 Christopher Herrington

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[size=5]Puzzle Pieces [/size]Kinda song like... Well, a lot song like. It's a song.


I sit here ev'ry day, thinkin' bout you.
I wanna scream 'cause I want you so bad.
I know ya love me, and I love you too.
Soon I'll be with you, so I can't be mad.


Don't come to me,
I'll come right to you,
Please don't feel guilty,
Cuz it's what I wanna do.
You're all that's on my mind
Ev'ry damned day,
And now I've come to find
I like it that way.

I love ya so much, it tears my heart out,
I love ya so much, I can never concentrate.
I'm already on my way, so pick a card out.
There's nothing to fear, I won't be late.

Don't come to me,
I'll come right to you,
Please don't feel guilty,
Cuz it's what I wanna do.
You're all that's on my mind
Ev'ry damned day,
And now I've come to find
I like it that way.

I'm almost there and I can feel your lips,
See into your eyes and smell your skin.
One last corner brings an end to my trip,
Then we can commit the most enjoyable sin.

Don't come to me,
I'll come right to you,
Please don't feel guilty,
Cuz it's what I wanna do.
You're all that's on my mind
Ev'ry damned day,
And now I've come to find
I like it that way.

I've never been here,
But still I've missed,
How's not yet clear,
But somehow I've felt your kiss.
You're everything to me,
And that'll never change.
That you and I fit perfectly
I find not at all strange.

Don't come to me,
I'll come right to you,
Please don't feel guilty,
Cuz it's what I wanna do.
You're all that's on my mind
Ev'ry damned day,
And now I've come to find
I like it that way.

Don't come to me,
I'll come right to you,
Please don't feel guilty,
Cuz it's what I wanna do.
You're all that's on my mind
Ev'ry damned day,
And now I've come to find
I like it that way.

Christopher Herrington

Copyright ©2004 Christopher Herrington


Likewise

You are more beautiful than any light of day;
Sunrise and Sunset are both put to shame.
And in shame, likewise, is the day's night.
Oh, and the ease which my Love lends unto my sight,
But the beauty of the physical is not it all;
It is likewise your Heart that causes my love's fall.
The apple of my eye with a beauty so sweet
That only in dreams did I think we would meet.
You give me these things while I ask for them not,
And so I give unto you, likewise, my Heart.


Christopher Herrington

Copyright ©2004 Christopher Herrington