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Tenchi & Tsunami (Sasami)
Immortally
|| Pretty Blue Rose ||
A rose for nobody blooms in my hand;
Early morning, I awake to see no one;
Not a friend, alone as a statue's stand;
People's passing by, yet I know none.
I am numb; have no feelings, to show;
Just somebody who comes, and goes;
Leaves' falling; I stare, from a window;
Nobody, am I; whom nobody knows.
Never look into the mirror, I would say;
Quaintly, I hear girls' calling my name;
I stare not, and so, turn the other way;
Sauntering, away, I know, their game.
Late autumn winds remind in memory;
That always tears, and breaks, apart;
Lost in dreams, I wander; myself only;
Without destination; so long, my heart.
Forget not because it's never the end,
As soon, when a melody sings, to me;
Still darling; yet, I cannot comprehend,
Somehow, alluring me back to destiny.
It happens, a distant and blue, a night;
Pretty blue angel appears, before me;
Whose eyes I meet so near, so bright;
Staying so close, my vision goes dizzy.
My eyes never shut; I am mesmerized,
When I can only see her staring at me;
Surely that does leave me traumatized;
Everything else, in my mind, is history.
Rescuing me and then taking my heart;
She carries me away; that I do confess;
A soul's gone ever since; empty in part,
And, all along, I've fallen for a goddess.
This rose, in my hand, is for someone;
I can only see her; everywhere is she;
Meeting in destiny; she is the only one;
But, where am I? Is she thinking of me?
Written By Dour Morose [ volensetpotens@yahoo.com ]
Tenchi & Tsunami (Sasami)
Immortally
|| Pretty Blue Rose ||
A rose for nobody blooms in my hand;
Early morning, I awake to see no one;
Not a friend, alone as a statue's stand;
People's passing by, yet I know none.
I am numb; have no feelings, to show;
Just somebody who comes, and goes;
Leaves' falling; I stare, from a window;
Nobody, am I; whom nobody knows.
Never look into the mirror, I would say;
Quaintly, I hear girls' calling my name;
I stare not, and so, turn the other way;
Sauntering, away, I know, their game.
Late autumn winds remind in memory;
That always tears, and breaks, apart;
Lost in dreams, I wander; myself only;
Without destination; so long, my heart.
Forget not because it's never the end,
As soon, when a melody sings, to me;
Still darling; yet, I cannot comprehend,
Somehow, alluring me back to destiny.
It happens, a distant and blue, a night;
Pretty blue angel appears, before me;
Whose eyes I meet so near, so bright;
Staying so close, my vision goes dizzy.
My eyes never shut; I am mesmerized,
When I can only see her staring at me;
Surely that does leave me traumatized;
Everything else, in my mind, is history.
Rescuing me and then taking my heart;
She carries me away; that I do confess;
A soul's gone ever since; empty in part,
And, all along, I've fallen for a goddess.
This rose, in my hand, is for someone;
I can only see her; everywhere is she;
Meeting in destiny; she is the only one;
But, where am I? Is she thinking of me?
Written By Dour Morose [ volensetpotens@yahoo.com ]