A keresés eredménye

I Am A Good Dreamer…

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I’m too old to change occupation
To learn through the pain and the scars
I probably won’t ever travel
To gorgeous amazing new stars
These days it's just too complicated
So much I can’t feel any more
I celebrate birthdays belated
But I dream just as big as before…
 
That while sailing adrift
I’ll acquire a gift
Stumble over a fortune right at my feet…
In a different world
With a love to behold
At the open doors where someone’s waiting and loves and believes in me!
 
I can’t recall all the strangers
That I had befriended along
Countless sleepless nights flowing
At times when I felt so alone
Some folks to me are just boring
To them l look tired it seems…
With so many words outpouring
I’d rather stay home and daydream…
 
That by staying adrift
I’ ll acquire a gift
Stumble over a fortune right at my feet
In a different world
With a love to behold
At the open doors where someone’s waiting and loves and believes in me!
 
If best moments could be repeated
It still wouldn’t be quite all that…
Officially, I am over ’30’
And I am not giving up dreaming yet…
 
That while sailing adrift
I’ll acquire a gift
Stumble over a fortune right at my feet,
Of a different world
Of a love to behold
Of the open doors where someone’s waiting and loves and believes in me!
 
V.L. (Vesper Lynd) aka Eva Trussell

Raft

Versions: #4
On a timber buoyant raft
Right through the storm, the rain and thunder
Following my childish need to wonder
Bringing only music craft
I will slowly sail away
Shortly right after dark at midnight
So that my rhymes will come to limelight
And fill the world in which I stay
 
It’s OK
It’s never been easy this way
I am pulled down by sorrow and pain
Mistakes, the old grief and the disdain…
But my raft
Built from the songs and the words
With all the misgivings and odds
Isn’t so bad at all
 
I am not running far away
From those who predict misfortunes
They have it nice and easy way
On solid land at quiet bay
They will never understand
What had changed in me today
What had called me far away
What settled down in my head…
 
It’s OK
It’s never been easy this way
I am pulled down by sorrow and pain
Mistakes, the old grief and the disdain…
But my raft
Built from the songs and the words
With all the misgivings and odds
Isn’t so bad at all
 
The thread that's begging me to stay
I will tear in dismay
From monotonous days
I will slowly swim away
On a tiny timber raft
Just shortly after midnight
To make my colors shine bright
And give my art a brand new start...
 
E.T.