Saturday, December 29, 2007

I Miss You!

I hide my tears when I say your name,
But the pain in my heart is still the same.
Though I smile and seem carefree,
There's no one who misses you more than me!

I have liked many but loved very few,
Yet no-one has been as sweet as you,
I'd stand and wait in the world's longest queue,
Just for the pleasure of a moment with you!

So many questions,
But the answers are so few,
All I really know, is,

- stolen from somewhere

Sunday, December 16, 2007

Thinking About You!

When I ate today at noon
All I could think about was you
Wishing you was here to do what you do
Wishing I could feed you with my spoon
Hoping someday I'll see your smile again

I don't know if I can take all this pain
Knowing that I am here and you are there
Thinking about the times we had and will not have

You are the best there ever was and will be
There is nothing to explain you, but lovely
Even when I was sad you made me happy

I just don't know what to do
I just hope one day, I get to see you!

- By Gary R. Hess

Thursday, December 6, 2007

A Red Red Rose!

O, my Luve's like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June.
O, my Luve's like a melodie
That's sweetly play'd in tune.

As fair as thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will love thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry.

Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun:
I will love thess till, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run:

And fare thee well, my only luve!
And fare thee weel, a while!
And I will come again, my luve,
Tho' it ware ten thousand mile.

Tuesday, December 4, 2007


Each step is frozen
Life is still unspoken.
When someone makes it fade,
One feels not to tread.
All what it wants
Is to make it trance.
But here trance is classic,
Life seems to be tragic.
No one guesses it certainly,
Splitting the time leisurely.
The rolling of dice in a tray,
Is all what you can say.
Each step is frozen
Life is still unspoken

You say it is all over,
In your mind halts a cruising rover.
It is the start of breathing,
You make it cease, its your thinking.
It can be studied , the entire reaction,
Steady decrease in the interaction.
It makes your thinking slow and numb,
There was a time when you were pinkish plumb
Its the time whenever you blink,
There is only one thing you think.
Each step is frozen
Life is still unspoken

Ideally, its a festival in heart's town,
But you say it is a blow down.
For this mysterious rain,
No shelter you can attain
You say nothing at all,
A bed of roses, you gradually fall.
It seems everything is a graffiti,
Steadily it makes a lunar plurality.
You try so hard, a step to take,
There are assumptions you can make.
Every step is frozen
Life is still unspoken

There is always some fear,
You think your heart can tear.
Life comes alive at a point,
That you consider a perfect joint.
It was like you are on a rove,
The freedom of an innocent dove.
You feared when it headed south,
Once again no words poured from mouth.
It could hurt and hurts well,
The last time you would say it a hell.
Every step is frozen
Life is still unspoken.

Monday, December 3, 2007

That Girl!

Your voice is so beautiful
I can listen to it all day
It just sounds so wonderful
I don't know what to say

I feel calm
I feel warm
I even feel your love
As I hear that voice

I wish I could see you now
And hear that elegant voice
To feel your comfort
To feel your ease

I would marry you so quickly
And sweep you off your feet
You are that girl
That can't be beat

- By Gary R. Hess