“How Many Times?”

Like the breeze 1A

“How Many Times?”

How many times i couln’t sleep
Cause i saw you dien’ in my dreams
How many times you lied to me
Raised my hopes and i belived
So many times you went away
Even thou you promest me to stay
You always said soon it’ll be ok
But till today, nothing’s changed

And now i know, It’s too late
You lost your soul, You’ll never change
This strength of mine, Wasn’t strong enough
You choosed his life, Instead of love

And now i know, It’s too late
You lost your soul, You’ll never change
This streath of mine, Wasn’t strong enough
You choosed his life, Instead of us

How many times they said i’m a fool
But it’s your child i have faith in you
I always thought one day i would realize
Leaving him reatcin paradise
But now i know it was just a dream
Now i know it will never be
a beautiful completed family
you just exist in my dreams

And now i know, It’s too late
You lost your soul, You’ll never change
This strength of mine, Wasn’t strong enough
You choosed his life, Instead of love

And now i know, It’s too late
You lost your soul, You’ll never change
This streath of mine, Wasn’t strong enough
You choosed his life, Instead of us
Intead of us

 

 

Boy at the Window

By Mihran Kalaydjian, CHA

Consultant, Strategist, and Writer

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Boy at the Window

Seeing the snowman standing all alone
In dusk and cold is more than he can bear.
The small boy weeps to hear the wind prepare
A night of gnashings and enormous moan.
His tearful sight can hardly reach to where
The pale-faced figure with bitumen eyes
Returns him such a God-forsaken stare
As outcast Adam gave to paradise.

The man of snow is, nonetheless, content,
Having no wish to go inside and die.
Still, he is moved to see the youngster cry.
Though frozen water is his element,
He melts enough to drop from one soft eye
A trickle of the purest rain, a tear
For the child at the bright pane surrounded by
Such warmth, such light, such love, and so much fear.