Remember…

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Lips light up like a thousand sun

And in the eyes brews a soft storm,

An ocean of raindrops will form

By the time the last stars have spun,

The heart is taken and, high, soars

As the vessel sails on high seas,

And, left behind, this mind explores

What, only all alone, it sees…

But this is not a tragedy

For joy and sadness make it whole,

This heart so old and raggedy;

Over the years the brilliant soul

Travels into the mysteries

Of greater worth than simple faith,

Throughout moment and histories,

Throughout echoes of olden wraith.

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This time, I’m not even sure myself…

Mr. Sadman

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I am so tired of hiding my feelings,

So tired of aimlessly running around,

So tired of shuffling on uneven ground,

Of holding back my hand during dealings,

Of playing with old and faded mirrors

Of letting roam around all my terrors,

Tis all burden I can bear, the last straw,

So now here it is friend, here it comes raw,

All I keep inside, hide behind my heart,

The dam’s breaking, it will soon come apart,

I don’t care… Let run the salty waters,

And the valley shall be flooded in tears!

For letting go of all those stupid fears

Is what’s important, is all that matters…

No, I am not happy, to say the least,

This sadness is my daily companion,

An unknown, savage yet strangely tamed beast

Lurking in twilight of a steep canyon,

Melancholy is my soft sheet at night

And regret is my only guiding light,

Oh can you not see, oh can you not tell

The truth of what I feel for you, sweet lass?

Yes, I know, friend, I know all will be well,

Yes, I know, friend, in the end it will pass,

At the very end, when all is over…

But at this moment, now, it is not so,

I know not why I picked this green clover

But, as they say, you must reap what you sow;

My world crumbles, it feels like it’s ending,

I have no more strength, I feel like bending,

Surrender to the power of my fate

And be crushed under the wheel of my hate…

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M

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Roses are red,

Violets are blue,

The song in my head

Speaks of Mary-lou,

Young leaves are green,

Sunflowers yellow,

It could have been

Somewhat mellow,

Beach sand is gold

And the night is dark,

My mind is old

And my heart is stark,

Your dress violet,

Oranges are orange,

I will not let

You ever change!

Bear fur is brown,

Children indigo,

Oh kill your frown

And say hello…

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Can you guess?

Slumber

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Now think of a number…

Can you feel the slumber

Taking over your mind

And your weakened body?

Leave all your doubts behind

To make yourself ready;

Let your mind float away

And listen to my voice,

Let the soft music sway

Your heart and make your choice,

Your eyes, they are heavy,

Quiet is night falling,

Listen in the silence,

Let open the levee,

Your old dreams are calling,

It’s time to take a chance.

Once you wake up again

You may not remember

All of this but will gain

More than restful slumber,

Now you are falling down

As slow as a feather,

You will not fear nor frown

The harsh and cold weather,

Instead you will feel live,

Oh you will feel hopeful,

Ready to jump and dive

Into the glass half full;

No excuse to make up,

It is time to wake up!

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Je voudrais dormir…

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J’ai envie de dormir

Mais quelque chose m’empêche.

Quelle est qui fait souffrir ?

Serait-ce cette flammèche

Qui, tout mon coeur, assèche,

Le faisant ainsi pourrir ?

Quelle paire d’yeux revêche

Me regarde sans sourire

Et sans remords me prêche,

Afin que je ne pèche,

“Oh, rien ne sert de courir

A point faut-il partir.” ?

Mais de pitance rèche

Je ne veux me nourir,

Ma volonté s’ébrèche,

Est-il temps de mourir ?

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Poème de la veille que j’ai eu la flemme d’écrire/de terminer parce que fatigue. Voici.

L

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Love is just life without ‘I’ but a ‘vie’,

It is hearts brought together as a we,

It is pain and pleasure altogether

And why all finally come to gather,

Life is just love with a capital L,

It can be heavens or it can be hell

But can’t be without one or the other

As child lacking the touch of its mother…

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Not so sure about this one… We’ll see, only the future will tell.

The grave and the cold

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On the desert shores of the new world

We say goodbye to the old

And this life, so full of maybes,

Now belongs to the brave and the bold,

Oh the times they are a changing

And we advance always forward

All united we are marching

Though rare are those who know what toward,

‘Tis this mystery that reveals the true

From the fakes and the lost,

Those who are ever pushing through

Whatever the risk, whatever the cost;

But heed this warning, my fellow friends,

Keep in mind your nature and your worth

For when everything finally ends

Nothing will count less than the state of your birth…

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It was only supposed to rhyme every two verse but, oh well, genius… >.>

Just for one day

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Please let me be your hero

Just for a day

Let me be your Superman

Just for one day

My confidence is greater than

Just for a day

The absolute zero

Just for one day

I promise I am worthy

For this one day

I promise I am strong

Just for a day

My feelings are not wrong

A single day

And my mind is earthy

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I don’t really know where this came from but here goes anyway… Enjoy. ;)

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Hero, hero

Hero, hero

Hero, hero

I wanna be a hero, hero