[color=#CE091D]Sweet taste of a living lie Felt in the touch of your hands Felt in the flavor of yours lips Like a nightmare I don't want to wake from There is no hurry, she says Deception in ears like a melody Thruth through your eyes is spoken Painful words of a bitter lie Don't hold my hand like that My desire for your caresses grows But this isn't what I wanted You take me somewhere I can't go Held tight and firmly pulled Ahold to let go and suffer then Why waiting? The time is right Uncertainty of what they call desire A lie is what this is, and that's all you are Never told promises of happiness and pleasure All reduced to ashes, what we chose to be All reduced to waste, what we chased to live I'd go anywhere with you, but I can't go there I'd do anything for you, but I can't do this Of all things you ask is my life you can't have For to lose myself or kill my will I won't Stabbing my own heart rather than hurting you But now for you death though certain is random and opportune A minute, a second gone cut by the swing of life How easy it is to lose what to build took a life There is no love but this confusion now But ti all comes down to this moment This sweet taste of a living lie in my lips Taste the soft temptation that turns bitter Don't you even touch my hand Never told promises of a now broken will Last chapters of a life reduced to pleasant lies Lay in my now lonely grasp[/color]

Sweet taste of a living lie
Felt in the touch of your hands
Felt in the flavor of yours lips
Like a nightmare I don't want to wake from

There is no hurry, she says
Deception in ears like a melody
Thruth through your eyes is spoken
Painful words of a bitter lie

Don't hold my hand like that
My desire for your caresses grows
But this isn't what I wanted
You take me somewhere I can't go

Held tight and firmly pulled
Ahold to let go and suffer then
Why waiting? The time is right
Uncertainty of what they call desire

A lie is what this is, and that's all you are
Never told promises of happiness and pleasure
All reduced to ashes, what we chose to be
All reduced to waste, what we chased to live

I'd go anywhere with you, but I can't go there
I'd do anything for you, but I can't do this
Of all things you ask is my life you can't have
For to lose myself or kill my will I won't

Stabbing my own heart rather than hurting you
But now for you death though certain is random and opportune
A minute, a second gone cut by the swing of life
How easy it is to lose what to build took a life

There is no love but this confusion now
But ti all comes down to this moment
This sweet taste of a living lie in my lips
Taste the soft temptation that turns bitter

Don't you even touch my hand
Never told promises of a now broken will
Last chapters of a life reduced to pleasant lies
Lay in my now lonely grasp

This is intense. Did you write it?

This is intense. Did you write it?

[color=#CE091D]Yeah, I did. That's why it's posted here XD[/color]

Yeah, I did. That's why it's posted here XD

I think that even if poems don't have a rhyming scheme they have the ability to be good, however, this in particular didn't quite reach my taste. I found some lines were weak or even "cliche" and though there was a story behind it all, it seemd too jumbled. Sophisticated yet not impressed. I think with rhymes this would of been less intense for sure, but boosted the quality of reading.

I think that even if poems don't have a rhyming scheme they have the ability to be good, however, this in particular didn't quite reach my taste. I found some lines were weak or even "cliche" and though there was a story behind it all, it seemd too jumbled. Sophisticated yet not impressed. I think with rhymes this would of been less intense for sure, but boosted the quality of reading.

[color=#CE091D]Cliche? The heart thing?[/color]

Cliche? The heart thing?

Felt in the flavor of yours lips This was the first line i picked it up, savouring the taste of somebodies mouth / lips is so over-used and the verge of becoming some kind of cliche line.

Felt in the flavor of yours lips

This was the first line i picked it up, savouring the taste of somebodies mouth / lips is so over-used and the verge of becoming some kind of cliche line.

[color=#CE091D]Oh, I see. Hey, it's my 5th time wiriting lyrics >_>[/color]

Oh, I see. Hey, it's my 5th time wiriting lyrics >_>

I hope by lyrics you meant poetry, because if that were a song, it's doomed.

I hope by lyrics you meant poetry, because if that were a song, it's doomed.

[color=#CE091D]I'd rather have this not go on anymore.[/color]

I'd rather have this not go on anymore.