The Sound of Silence

A temptress of words
A well-worded poet
Finding the rhymes,
Dodging the bullets.
Flirting with danger
Knowing the price,
Following the road
Upon which he lies.
Learned an oath
Never forgotten
Leaves behind
A pretense of falseness.
Tripping over stones
Worn smooth by water,
Losing your path
Following darkness.
A battle not won,
A wound now forgotten
Not paid in full,
Still haven't gotten
The word and the new
Of the cities that fall
And the people that lose

And she cries
In the road less travelled and worn,
And she knows
That it's rather this than be torn.
She sees the world through
A different Looking-glass.
She sits in a place
No better than the last.
And she thinks that it'll be better
As she sits, rereads his letter.
Crystal clear tears drip down her face,
All the innocence gone from this place.
And she cries,
the sweetest tears are the thing
that makes her who she is,
And she cries.

You are sensitive, I am a Machine,
I've seen love die too many times
When it deserves to live.
We speak a different language
When we fight the ones we love,
So please, Forgive what I have done.
No, you can't stay mad at the setting sun.
I never told you,
But it's all in your goodbyes.
If you lie, you don't deserve
To have friends.
Ain't it pretty,
The way it fits together at night,
Planned perfection sought in my dreams.
I never said this was my Revolution
When I looked you in the eyes,
But I lied.


P.S. I didn't write this poem, I found it somewhere a few years ago, I can't remember where though. Anyhow, I loved it, and I wanted to post it,
Thanks
little red

Does it take more to burn down a city
or build it up?
I'm breaking down the walls
To make a whole new city
Cause baby we can't grow without pain.
And maybe this isn't our love story
But we've all still got a lot of pain
And we're still breaking down those walls.
Maybe we're more fragile that we thought
But we've gotta be fragile to grow.
So burn down those walls,
Rebuild your city,
Because I know you wanna protect your heart,
Even when you're trying to
Tear down my walls.
They say Rome wasn't built in a day,
Just like burning down a city takes time.