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“Sing me a song,” I’ll say
Some rhapsody that stirs my heart,
Something that passionately inspires me…
Serenade me like a canary, twirling your words on your tongue
Whisper in my ear, spell out your tale of tragic woe; unrequited love.
Descant. Bring out the choir; they can join you as you as you tell me
Of star covered strawberries, I’ll stare into your milky brown eyes
And picture the verdant fields, dotted and riddled with green and crimson
Bright and decadent. Sensuous red, like silk endlessly poured from a carton.
There are no dark, malicious clouds of melancholy and gloom, and
The sun does not beat upon our brow in mock comfort, no beady sweat, not
In this fantasy field. As instantly as you appeared, you disappeared.
I can still hear the soft notes of your song, chirping somewhere in the
Distance of my mind, but it is night time now, magic man, a time when I need you
The most.
Chase away my fears, sing a beautiful ballad about the stars.
Tell me of the Night’s crown jewels, how they twinkle and radiate peace and vapor.
There are no bursts of drama.
There are no worries, only freedom, only wings.
There are no downpours here, though I welcome them,
No
There is only hope here.
Here in the land of fantasy, where reality takes a bow from on stage
And gracefully surrenders to the Crepuscular passage, making way for the
Prince of Liberty.
And I’ll say to him with a smile:
“Give me wings, I want my freedom.”
- by TheRoadSoFar |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 10/01/2010 |
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- Title: Strawberry Pinions
- Artist: TheRoadSoFar
- Description: This is a poem I had to write for English using lots of imagery, etc.
- Date: 10/01/2010
- Tags: strawberry pinions
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