J will always hold a special place in my heart
J is one of the sweetest persons I have known
J is intellegent, intiutive and very objective
J is clever, observant and handsome.
J is a body I met in 1994...... On the very first meeting he made me laugh and I adored the way his humour carried an edge of sarcasm, he was so young then, yet had such an understanding of life that I felt that he was very brave to have such opinions that I would never have dared aired.
Over the years (14 years) I have seen him grow and develop into the J that he is now. He has had to turn many ways to get where he is now, and I hope that he is happy and has reached his place of peace.
for J & S good luck with all my love hm x
I asked J to share his thoughts with me:
Revert to “ A ..
The love J. pleads
No heart keeps
The knowledge J. needs
No science reveals
The fear J. feels
No religion heals
The answers J. seeks
No philosopher speaks
The satisfaction J. reads
No world feeds
The riddle J. leads
No Darwin reached
What J. sowed; all wrong seeds
What J. reaps; all wasteful heaps
O’ poor J!
Revert your heart to “A..” -
The seed of love, knowledge and satisfaction
Relax into the aroma of the infinite affection…
J.
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Goodbye
There’s nothing left to say
What was beautiful has already passed away
Still a noise doesn’t let me sleep
And once again I have to weep
Memories of you
Drag me back into the world untrue
Silver moon on the red sky
My sun is low; someone else’s high
Gone are those solacing embraces
Leaving behind few gloomy faces
We ran only a little to fill those spaces
You must’ve reached back
Loosening your laces?
Where am I?
(…Ah!) Still out there where you left to die
Now will take ages
To seek & stroll back my traces
A home once burnt
All around are its ashes
Like dark snow
They cover all places
Silver moon on the red sky
My sun is low; someone else’s high
How’s the little sis?
Does she love me still?
She was found but only to be lost ‘gain
Winds did bring those clouds
But this rain of pain
The rain of pain!
Silver moon on the red sky
My sun is low; someone else’s high
Big towns - bigger clowns
Strong lights - stronger nights
No, here love holds no worth
So collect all this material on earth
…One day you’ll regret
But nothing you’ll get
Oh no, nothing you’ll get!
Yes, you’re overgrown and I’m only a child
But isn’t it why I’m not that wild?
Silver moon on the red sky
My sun is low; someone else’s high
Goodbye my dear Uncle & Aunt
My prayers may but voice will never haunt
Wishes gone, promises torn
Offended! Dejected! Wrongly projected!
Your Jiss’s already gone
Never will reborn!
Never can reform!
J.
There’s nothing left to say
What was beautiful has already passed away
Still a noise doesn’t let me sleep
And once again I have to weep
Memories of you
Drag me back into the world untrue
Silver moon on the red sky
My sun is low; someone else’s high
Gone are those solacing embraces
Leaving behind few gloomy faces
We ran only a little to fill those spaces
You must’ve reached back
Loosening your laces?
Where am I?
(…Ah!) Still out there where you left to die
Now will take ages
To seek & stroll back my traces
A home once burnt
All around are its ashes
Like dark snow
They cover all places
Silver moon on the red sky
My sun is low; someone else’s high
How’s the little sis?
Does she love me still?
She was found but only to be lost ‘gain
Winds did bring those clouds
But this rain of pain
The rain of pain!
Silver moon on the red sky
My sun is low; someone else’s high
Big towns - bigger clowns
Strong lights - stronger nights
No, here love holds no worth
So collect all this material on earth
…One day you’ll regret
But nothing you’ll get
Oh no, nothing you’ll get!
Yes, you’re overgrown and I’m only a child
But isn’t it why I’m not that wild?
Silver moon on the red sky
My sun is low; someone else’s high
Goodbye my dear Uncle & Aunt
My prayers may but voice will never haunt
Wishes gone, promises torn
Offended! Dejected! Wrongly projected!
Your Jiss’s already gone
Never will reborn!
Never can reform!
J.
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Juny Hasn’t Learnt!
The wounds may heal but the scars would stay
O’ Juny: You still haven’t learnt how to play
I disgraced myself many a time for you
And you know still I do...
Wonder why I don’t change
Bullets fly and I always fall right in their range
Still you think what I want is the Girl
O’ my Dear, girl’s not the only pearl left in this world
See in my eyes, on my face, deep into my scars
They may explain to you why I fought all these wars
If you still can’t see
Listen to me:
Only to discover a new home – love, family and sincerity
But pierced my heart, the sword of friend; not enemy
The wounds may heal but the scars would stay
O’ Juny: You still haven’t learnt how to play
You know this pain I always give
So leave my heart; live and let live
Oh hey: Bury me alive or drown me into the ocean
I may find a place of peace for my heart – broken!
The wounds may heal but the scars would stay
O’ Juny: You still haven’t learnt how to play
I could be a liar, could pretend like a hero
And you could only know my side one, not zero
I’m happy I didn’t deceive you in any way
It satisfies that I’ve lost you in a fair-play!
The wounds may heal but the scars would stay
O’ Juny: Dear Juny: When’d you learn how to play?
Life is a tactful game
And I’m a tactless shame!
J.
The wounds may heal but the scars would stay
O’ Juny: You still haven’t learnt how to play
I disgraced myself many a time for you
And you know still I do...
Wonder why I don’t change
Bullets fly and I always fall right in their range
Still you think what I want is the Girl
O’ my Dear, girl’s not the only pearl left in this world
See in my eyes, on my face, deep into my scars
They may explain to you why I fought all these wars
If you still can’t see
Listen to me:
Only to discover a new home – love, family and sincerity
But pierced my heart, the sword of friend; not enemy
The wounds may heal but the scars would stay
O’ Juny: You still haven’t learnt how to play
You know this pain I always give
So leave my heart; live and let live
Oh hey: Bury me alive or drown me into the ocean
I may find a place of peace for my heart – broken!
The wounds may heal but the scars would stay
O’ Juny: You still haven’t learnt how to play
I could be a liar, could pretend like a hero
And you could only know my side one, not zero
I’m happy I didn’t deceive you in any way
It satisfies that I’ve lost you in a fair-play!
The wounds may heal but the scars would stay
O’ Juny: Dear Juny: When’d you learn how to play?
Life is a tactful game
And I’m a tactless shame!
J.
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