Poems of nightfall spirit

Briadah escribió:   I like your last poem, so funny  

  Thanks!

Poem Lead me

Lead me when I'm wrong
And lead when I'm right.

Lead me to the stars
And lead me to the sky.
Lead me to say good bye.

Lead me to the first
And lead me to the last.
Lead me to the future
And to the past.

Lead me through the night
And lead to the fight.
Lead me to the light.

Lead me on
Lead me to my fate.
Lead me if I'm nice or great.

Lead me
I will run.
Lead me as number one.
Lead me
it's just begun.

Lead me if I'm off
And lead me if I'm on.
Lead me even when you're gone.

Lead me on like you've told.
Lead me through the cold.

Lead me through the ice.
Lead me once or twice.

Along The Way

Along on on this road.
Along here I will cross.
Along here
I move without a loss.
Along to one way
a way to see,
a way that goes for eternity.
A way up to the sky
the way the clouds go by.
Along this road
is what all sees.
Along this road is eternal breeze.

Beautiful poems Adan!   Though I like the 'Lead Me' poem more.. it's got a cool rhythm  

Midnight

I woke late at midnight
Suddenly I was filled with fright.
Somebody knocked at the door.
He said that he was from the store.
He came and said, "Hey! Look! I brought you some food!"
"Why?"  "Because I was in the mood!"

3...2...1.....

3 2 1 Day turns to night.
3 2 1 I'm filled with fright.
3 2 1 The light shines through.
3 2 1 I only see blue.
3 2 1 I'm freezing hot.
3 2 1 Am I alive or not?
3 2 1 Flames fall to the ground.
3 2 1 You'll never hear a sound.
3 2 1 It's cold, but I am warm.
3 2 1 Lost in a silent storm.
3 2 1 I'm never coming back.
3 2 1 I've taken the attack.

Somehow

Somehow this day feels like night.
Somehow I'm happy but not alright.
Somehow the start feels like the end
and my enemy feels like my friend.
Somehow there was hope, but, then sorrow.
Somehow I thought I did, but now, I don't know.
Somehow I'm hurting, but it's okay.
Somehow night feels like day.

Winter

It is so hot
But in my head
I don't know what has led
Me, to never see winter.
I look up to the sky
and as time goes by
I look to the sky and see gray.
Why do I feel this way?
Every day is a winter in my heart
Each and every way from the start.
Winter, in my mind.

Direction

U look around
u wonder why,
u suddenly look to the sky.
U begin to frown,
u then look down
and begin to look again.
He came up to u
and held out his hand,
and from that moment u did understand.
U only wanted attention
and so u looked forward in that direction.