Tag Archives: desire

With The Book Of Rules

August turns to September’s matrimony
An ending that was made too soon
Walk across the floor to the center of the room
Back steps are impossible in time
Move forward
Take the hand of desire
Dance across the floor
Then walk out of the door
With your foolish pride tucked away in your back pocket
With the book of rules you hold so dear
A night that can’t end too soon
Staring at the moon
Wanting to bend what you made
The tears cascade
Push them aside
With your foolish pride tucked away in your back pocket
With the book of rules you hold so dear
September expires all hope with that beautiful smile
That used to look you in the eye
Now it stares in the other direction
Now it dances across the floor
And walks away
Leaving you to die alone
With your foolish pride tucked away in your back pocket
With the book of rules you hold so dear

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What I Can’t Keep

Thinking too much
Delving too deep
Wanting to touch
Needing to sleep

Tonight the cactus is my dearest friend
Not much good for giving advice
But good for easing the turmoil inside
Put the needle in the groove and let it jam
In my heart the story will end
A sordid story of men and mice
Everything to lose and nothing to hide
Nothing to gain by you knowing who I am

Drinking too much
Diving too deep
So out of touch
Don’t say a peep

Tomorrow my head is sure to pound
Sometimes that’s the price to be paid
For yesterday’s long-buried memories
The ones that are destined to bury you alive
Don’t say a word or try to make a sound
Even the fearless sometimes feel afraid
Confronting what the conscience sees
Knowing it can’t attain what the heart strives

Weeping too much
Sinking too deep
Wanting to touch
What I can’t keep


Copyright © 2016 Mr. Flying Pig

Where They Truly Belong

Off in the distance, the memories sail by
On the wind from an intoxicating serum
Unbeknownst to their destiny or where they truly belong
Riding high in the sky
Sweet embers of the past
Sour questions of why

Into the future, a safe harbor of hope
In the bay for expiring dreamscapes
Keeping the innermost secrets where they truly belong
Buried deep underground
Waiting to be exposed
Hoping to not be found

Is there really a question of right or wrong
When the minstrel of the heart sings its song
Keeping its secrets where they truly belong?

Now in this moment, a connection of souls
From what was lost in blind innocence
Insurmountable passions kept where they truly belong
In a world of their own
Hidden from hence forth
Never shall they be known

Archived in regret, right where they truly belong


Copyright © 2016 Mr. Flying Pig

The Darkness

You are the darkness
Where my mind goes
Though I want to stay
In the light
Thoughts drawn out clearly
To what should be
Forever a forgotten time
There is no escape
Try as I might

You are the temptation
Where my blood flows
My heart goes astray
Secrets hide
Translucent emotions
Felt but not seen
Wanting what once was ours
Buried forever
Concealed inside

She is the foundation
A fragile rose
Forever I will stay
And be true
But into the darkness
My thoughts will flow
To a world out of reach
Living my life
Dreaming of you


Copyright © 2015 Mr. Flying Pig

Sealed in Clay

I’ve been down that road before
There’s a reason for it being the least travelled
It can leave the ones you love devastated
And leave your soul torn to shreds and your heart unraveled

Once before and never again
So sorry to say this is where the story ends
My mind’s made up
The line’s been drawn
I will not bend
Although I’ll always call you my friend

Don’t take my words the wrong way
It doesn’t change at all what I’m feeling inside
I’ll whisper them softly in dark solitude
But in your midst, sealed in clay they will always reside


Copyright © 2015 Mr. Flying Pig

Keep It Simple

Keeping it simple
The way it used to be
Because sometimes life gets so complicated
Until we fail to see
The Simple things

Making it Simple
Simple is as simple does
If it all becomes way too overrated
See it for what it was
A simple thing

Wanting it simple
It used to be that way
Adding more and more until it’s convoluted
Make it all go away
Only Simple things

How did this all come to be?
Why can’t anybody see
How simple life could be
For you and me
If we had just kept it simple?

Keep it simple

Needing it simple
We never can return
Walking the thin line of becoming ill fated
If we fail to ever discern
The simple things


Copyright © 2014 Mr. Flying Pig