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When I close My Eyes When I Close My Eyes
When I close my dark eyes, the world it just sleeps ,
Sounds and emotions making me weep .
Dark shadows of life, walk into my mind ,
The sweet memories of you are so lovely and kind .
Hearing the sounds of the runaway rain ,
Reminds me of times when our love felt like pain .
Bright light passes over , and shoots past my eyes ,
The morning is crawling back into our lives .
Soft breathing seems distant , and yet it's so near ,
Your love is so healing , it wakens a tear .
Written by Doodles 05 /10 /2013 
Waiting For Spring Waiting For Spring
Over the hill the sky looks cold ,
Winter is weary and getting old .
The flowers struggle to make a smile ,
Winter is has decided to stay for awhile .
The birds are crying and scratching for food ,
Winter is steadfast , and in a bad mood .
The sky breaks open , and Sun does appear ,
Spring looks like teasing us ,we all shed a tear .
Tree buds start bursting ,the lambs show delight ,
When Angels care to dance , on life we take a chance ,
Try what we think is true , and risk all like a fool .
When Angels sleep to rest , our life remains a test ,
On trusting what is just, and who that we can trust .
When Angels touch our hearts, in life we must depart,
In knowledge that we know ,our journey soon will grow .
When Angels choose to leave , it's time for us to grieve ,
Our time on earth is done , and loved ones will be numb.
Written by Doodles 07 /02 /2013 
Did you ever find an answer,
At the end of the night ,
Why people can't say sorry ,
Love is hard to fight .
Did you ever start to wonder ,
At the breaking of the day ,
Why people hurt , the hurting ,
Love is hard to say .
Did you ever ask the question ,
At the setting of the sun ,
Why people , they need people ,
Love cannot run .
Dream Time Dream Time
Does time stand still ,when we go to sleep ?
And love holds it's voice ,
Do the Angels watch, to see me weep ,
When my heart stops, through choice.
Does time stand still , as we close our eyes ?
And love holds it's kiss ,
Do the Angels watch, and feel me cry ,
When my soul feels pain, like this !
Does time stand still ,when I hold you close ?
And love makes us one,
Do the Angels watch, and feel our pulse ,
When our minds dreams, are done .
Written by Doodles 23 /04 /2012 
Mystic Light Mystic Light
Through deepened mist the light took shape,
Dark shadows crept upon the ground .
Above the stars seemed close , yet still ,
The air breezed little sound .
An owl spoke out above the moon ,
The cries were sharp and clear ,
Deep down across the forest floor ,
This strange light came so near .
It shone so bright it scorched the night ,
Leaving a sense of wonder ,
A Mystic pulse , was felt so faint ,
Did Angels pass , to ponder .
Written by Doodles 19 /02 /2012 
Look Beyond Look Beyond
Last year it seemed to wander by , the days where lost forever,
The drudge of everyday life ,dragged on with so much bother .
New Year sparked in , with life , enlightened to a flower ,
Seeding ideas and hopes , of energy , and power .
A freshness floated on the wind , of happiness and fun ,
People gathered round in crowds , dancing like the sun .
Is this a dream I hear you ask , for this I have not seen ,
Look positive into your life , and all will be revealed .
Written by Doodles 19/02/2012
Is it clear to you , when I sleep at night ,
That the Angels might just smile .
Is it clear to you ,when I scream or shout ,
That the Angels also frown .
Is it clear to you ,as I hold your hand ,
That the Angels hold their breath ,
Is it clear to you , when I touch your face ,
That the Angels touch our hearts .
Is it clear to you , that this love is true ,
That the Angels played a part ,
Is it clear to you , as I tell you this ,
That our Angels will not part .
Written by Doodles for Viv 03 /11 /2011 
Whats gone Whats Gone!
The time it seems to drift on bye ,
Moments gone ,that made us cry ,
Feelings felt ,and loving sighs ,
Touching hands ,gentle eyes .
Our lives on hold , just for a while,
Remembering our gentle smiles ,
Passions running very deep,
Hardly getting any sleep.
That cool and gentle face so sweet ,
Whilst dancing on each others feet ,
Our souls have always felt like one ,
My heart is yours till life is done!
Written by Doodles for Viv 14 /09 /2011 
against the cold;
A mystery to the need for which I do not know
(maybe a sign)
as if all the parts you
like autumn leaves.
Eyes blue wind
clad in the mood.
Transparent ice water and
Beneath the white snow.
(Is the wind just a lie,
later attached to you)
You are heavy,
most from a mess,
mode of settlement.
I love the image,
I remember that
when you did not do anything.
New heightBlow out the light
Bring the dark to the night
Take the smiles and give a fright
Cause we are taking this to a new height
LadyI could lead you on,
I could break your heart
Life's a big story
And you play a big part
I could ask you to dance,
And beg you to stay
Make you want more
Before running away
I could tell you the truth;
That I can't settle down
Sell you a smile
While wearing your crown
I could make up a lie,
And say that you're mine
Pretend that I'm hurt
But that's wasting our time
I could make it sweet,
And grant any wish
All for the sake
Of one little kiss
Nero's TormentThe insanity of man,
It consumes another in a shadowed haze,
We view upon and turn in terror of anything outside the borders of hat we deem as normal,
We judge as if we were the one with the gavel, and turn a blind eye,
With blood stained eyes their inner terrors lie unseen,
Nero's torment begins,
Externally just another man, internally a potential revolution,
We see the insanity of another,
The insanity we see inside ourselves projected in another,
With it locked inside ourselves we point and chastise,
He knows only isolation and suffering, we could help,
Instead we avert our eyes once again, only adding to his pain,
Nero's torment continues,
He shakes, flails, and lashes out,
But we find it amusing, the suffering of another,
Because its not us,
A man hidden in the crowd,
Ready and willing to help this poor soul,
Fear of the attention turning to him and denies,
A cage built from fear, afraid to help,
Afraid he'll end up like poor Nero,
Nero's plead for help,
He's ignored once
the truthAre you looking for truth?
Or are you looking for confirmation of your thoughts, theories, and points of view?
Demon VineA vine like growth
up or down?
No one knows but only can guess its next target.
Rapid through the body,
Suffocating every nerve
every breath is less
till finally all that's left is the silence from the victim
and tears from the crying eyes of loved ones left behind.
Harhaako?Tässä minä herään ja ajattelen. Havahdun ja olen. Etkä usko vaikka näetkin, että olen, ja aurinko nousee. Ja minä nousen auringon kanssa, ja sinä odotat että niin teen, koska on aamu, vaikken minä olekaan sinulle todesti.
Vaikkei sinulla olekaan aamu, vaan päivä, tai ilta, tai yö, tai muu aamu. Eikä sama aurinko tai sama maanpiiri. En minä lopu olemasta vaikket sinä katso, vaikka käännät päätäsi, vaikka suljet silmäsi.
Enkä olisi sinulle totta, vaikka vuotaisin verta tai kiroilisin. Vaikka kuvailisin, kuinka teot muuttavat minut ja minusta tulee toisten ajatus, vaikka menisin peiton alle pimeään ja pelkäisin sinua ja ajatusta, joka pakenee ohi valvonnan, joka saa minut uskomaan sinua, ettei minua ole.
Että olen harhaa.
En ole milloinkaan tuntenut ketään, joka ei olisi ikinä piiloutunut leikill
Haluan saada kipusi pois,
sytyttää sen kipinän silmiisi,
Haluan kaiken takaisin,
vaikka en saa,
Haluan käsiesi kietoutuvan minuun,
koska olen surmannut jotain,
Odotan sinua ,
aina ja aina...
I want toSorry.
I want to get out of the pain,
to ignite the spark in your eyes,
before the madness.
I want to it all back,
even if I do not get,
I still want to.
I want to.
I want to your hands on me intertwined,
to comfort me,
because I have killed something,
once and for all.
I want to apologize
little by little,
when I look at you,
when I saw the fear,
in search of love.
I'm waiting for you,
might be in vain.
forever and always
The truth can be a mystery ,
In the lies that we say ,
Self gain becomes our majesty ,
When greed becomes its slave .
Our faith we can manipulate ,
In the way that suits yourself ,
The pain becomes desensitised ,
When Gods put on the shelf .
Feelings we have not many ,
In the passions of the heart ,
The quicker it is over ,
When drink plays a part .
These lessons we must learn ,
In the light of the day ,
The World is truly Beautiful ,
When Love comes to stay .
Written by Doodles 20 /10 /2012 
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