Break this silence

Silence is all i hear

Is all sound swalled by the ocean between us

I wonder



Clam and quite

But still my heart

Wonders in search of you


Break this silence

And my heart will be at peace

With a sound of your voice a cross the ocean

For my heart bear the axiaty of not knowing

You are fine and well


Just for you K.C


Old bed of mine

Old bed of mine

Moved to a new a new house,
Running from our house,
Our memories

Our house
Where all our memories were created
Memories I have failed to push behind.

This old bed of mine,
Lying on it,
Takes me to what I was running from

This old bed of mine,
Laid the way you want it,
The pillows
Placed where you want them,

On this old bed of mine,
I feel you lying besides me,
Yet as I move to hold you,
May be to kiss you,
All I touch is a pillow!

To forget you,
I have to lose,
All that I shared with you

Memories make me lonely,
Yet am not ready to forget you,
I will keep this old bed of mine,

Holding on to a hope,
That one day,
We’ll start where we stopped.

By Benie

Music can drive you to any imagination…
Well that is what I could write after a song….
I forgot the title though…may be it was “Past memories”