Posts tonen met het label when the night. Alle posts tonen
Posts tonen met het label when the night. Alle posts tonen

maandag 15 december 2025

The Night

when the night is nowhere to be seen
and its whisper is catching you cold

run for the hills of the day
where light is plentifull
and will always remain

the night then, will stop breathing
and never come again

when the night was nowhere to be seen
and its whisper was catching you cold


(c) JR. 2025

zaterdag 22 juni 2024

Darkness stirs

when the night has fallen and darkness stirs
is there something out there I don't know about
is it something I should worry about
we,...as a people should worry about

when the night has fallen and darkness stirs
a truth is not spoken, a truth is not heard
a truth is ignored, suppressed, sacrificed
talked and lied about

is,... something we should worry about
is,...something we should fight for
to regain and return it to its naturel right
it should be reinstated and again recognised
and well into the end of time

(c) JR. 2024

zaterdag 2 maart 2024

A stranger you don't want to meet

when the night has come for him
his feelings are at a point of no return
and looking back is no longer an option
now darkness has become his best friend

giving him its advice to look ahead
at what can and can be as the knowledge
of its distance is not yet known
or has settled in to guide him

he knows sometimes
life can be that stranger
you don't want to meet
as the night comes for him
with its peaceful sleep

(c) JR. 2024

maandag 27 februari 2023

Sunrise in the morning

when the night comes for me
and its darkness is the pain I feel
when my heart freezes over

'cause you're no longer
my sunrise in the morning
I so much want to see

you're gone God knows where
you made a retreat I couldn't foresee
somewhere out there living the good life
wanting to be free

and I'm out here, wondering
what went wrong, what did I miss
what heartbeat became unreal

I have no answers
I'm not trying to find them
'cause there's no reason to explain
what happened here

so I'm picking up the pieces
packing suitcases, not coming back
no more sunrises, no more mornings
to meet

and I do what I always do
moving on, closing doors
opening new ones

no use wondering about the why's
the world is a great place to be
always new oppertunities  to meet

that's how I look at life
feelin' just fine

(c) JR. 2023