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Last Rose In The Garden
copyright 2002
I don't know where to go
I don't know where to hide
Grab the knife and fall low?
Or embrace the darkness, and take the ride?
Too many choices.I just can't make
Too much sorrow.too much to take
The darkness can only hide for so long
Before pain strikes again
Because you were the last rose.
And you're already gone.
Plucked and smelled
One time too many
Then dropped carelessly by idle hands
You were the last rose.
Time is indeed a rough sand
I stand not having you
It tears me from the inside out
The pain grabs hold and sears through
For you're the last pungent scent, in a world of dull
The last deep red, in a world of grey
Even the last rose will wither and decay
And in it's death, salvation will lay.
Dunkel Engel
Copyright 2002
I saw a dark angel last night upon the wind
I new not to look, but I had to give in.
She gave me a smile, I knew not for
It brought me nostalgia, of nights of yore.
Ages have passed since nights gone by
I see them still, etched in her night eye.
I fall into her trance, and I flutter away
Into her world, where I know I must stay.
I've been there for years, I now realize.
Tearing away pseudoreality's guise.
To see where I am, in the same sky.
I fall into her marble wings and sleep,
Tainted by her nectar and dye.
I look back the years, to see her there
Always I was unknowing, of her smile or glare
Yet she shielded me from the shadows.
For they held unseen sin and foe.
Now I look upon her cherubic face
And see there now a tear
A tear of falling diamond
Her tear of secret fear
Fear I know she thought was gone.
To my dark angel, I must know this fear
She has never told me, except for that tear.
So I begged my dark angel, as from the sky we fell
"I can take away all your fear, but to me you must tell."
She looked upon me once more, letting another diamond fall
She parted her sweet lips, and she said:
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