
A Cold and Lonely Night
As I sit alone in this dwelling, I once called home
The night seems long, while in every room I roam
In this empty home are voices, some of laughter, some of tears
Now all I feel around me is loneliness and fears
To dream of a chance, to turn back the time,
As I watch through this night, in this loneliness of mine
And soon to leave my kingdom that once was home
Making ready to face the unknown.
Somehow an evil force started, long, long ago
But in my blindness I could not see, it came upon me slow
Pure hearts and honesty crumbled and gave way to wrong
But what is right or wrong
I am without a pleasant song
-Gemini Joe
Lonely Heart
Go to sleep my lonely heart,
Let memories rest or do depart.
No greater pain can life endure,
It prays on us, the rich and poor.
Lonely can be dark and empty,
Each day passes like a century.
Somewhere there is peace and joy.
A treasure searched by girl and boy
-Gemini Joe
I want to be in Love
Tumble into space
And feel every emotion
My heart will keep the pace
I want to feel the blood
Pulsing through my veins
To feel alive once more
And be free of all chains
I want to hear the thunder shake
The ground beneath my feet
The earth around me rumble
And cracks in the concrete
I want to suck in air I know that he is out there
An attempt to breath
And feel all of my senses
Quicken lightning speed
Could pass him on the street
I hope that I will recognize
My soul mate when we meet
-Janet Sierzant
Flame of Love
Our love was so red hot
We relished in the flames
Each knowing in our heart
It could not be sustained
It’s not that we are different
An in congruency
We both refuse to bend
And let each other be
Maybe we were lost
And clung to things we found
Scared to be alone
Afraid that we might drown
Now the fire’s blue
We face all of our fear
Lonely can be scary
But something drawing near
Someday we may awake
And find that we are missing
The chance that we once had
And left with reminiscing
The flame of love is dying
Not easy to keep lit
My heart is left in darkness
The light is growing dim
- Janet Sierzant