Segunda-feira, 7 de Fevereiro de 2011

The Moody Blues Poems....

Staringplein (joah.nl)

 

Trusted Roots

 

Take me out of scene!! He screamed.

The play had just begun and his eyes weren’t focused on it.

The truth the midnight music was playing had fogged his path…

Wondered the same old lane, day in day out.

As all that stud in front was a memory that failed long ago…

Covert and man of another reality he shook his head,

As trying to forget it…

 

“No way” said the filthy sky that once showed his game.

Lost his mind to find the way home, trough dark roads.

"Forgetting is an unnatural source of being": whispered the sky…

So draws out the photos that gave him a trip back to the unselfish life.

The same old photo that proved his roots and traces….

Has he looks at the facade he sees no turning back,

No one left… but everyone did…

 

On the turning away he is gathering the loose tracks,

Those that filled the spiritual mind, Unwanted but still alive.

Does not know the answer, but knows that it is within him.

Still searching… for the place and time to reveal the truth.

The taste of unlovable believe travels his veins as all stopped being.

Grown weary his memories begin to die and all that he left unsettled.

Turns the head just to smell that last ending and fades back to reality.

As he says to himself that tomorrow is another day in the dream factory.


Written by: David Nightingale às 02:25
link do post | comentar | favorito

.About Me

.Search

 

.Julho 2013

Dom
Seg
Ter
Qua
Qui
Sex
Sab

1
2
3
4
5
6

7
8
9
10
11
12
13

14
15
16
18
19
20

21
22
23
24
25
26
27

28
29
30
31


.Subscrever por e-mail

A subscrição é anónima e gera, no máximo, um e-mail por dia.

.posts recentes

. The Moody Blues Poems....

. The Moody Blues Poems....

. The Moody Blues Poems....

. The Moody Blues Poems....

. The Moody Blues Poems....

. The Moody Blues Poems....

. Loose words...

. The Moody Blues Poems....

. The Moody Blues Poems....

. The Moody Blues Poems....

.Visitas

.subscrever feeds