Well, I'm back :bye:
These two are a bit different. Please forgive me, but I felt they had to be posted for a complete picture
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In some unnamed city
In the morrow ‘neath a sun rising,
capturing the heart of a day new
* and enchanting us, slumbering.
Dashing through the burning air
* or through the weather stained snow.
And you rest your head under trees,
* under bare canopy’s or those with leaves.
Musing in the rain 'neath a rainbow,
* ever dancing and singing ‘round.
And as the rain falls we listen to music,
* music forever in our broken silence bound,
* * like magic, the heavens magic.
Rolling with waves of rolling thunder,
* not knowing whether we’re struck by lightning or the rest,
* * and neither of us does really care.
How dark a cloud in the flare of our strike
* which is bright a flash, light alike.
And it isn’t even near the best we would dare.
And while lifted on one wing of the winds
* we gaze below to see what we were,
* * so far, so far away.
But yet, untouchable as we are in our web of dreams
* the world, as trivial as it seems,
* * will imprison us for sure.
Imprison us within another day.
In the bustling streets of some unnamed city,
* we dream ‘till the day we meet,
* * a day brought to us explicitly.
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Down by the base of your ladder
Wouldn’t it be a disappointment,
* if you got a no, and no yes?
Wouldn’t it wreak sentiment,
* to actually feel it collapse?
And wouldn’t you be forced to confess,
* that you’d been wrong all along?
And wouldn’t you try to press,
* do it all again, perhaps?
Surely wouldn’t you have to be strong
* and forever doubt where you belong?
Eternally wouldn’t you lose your song,
* and altogether lose the days that you were young?
And wouldn’t you cry?
Wouldn’t you think it a lie?
Wouldn’t you break to refute,
* a claim you proved as truth?
But what is the alternative?
Wouldn’t it be degrading,
* to do best for goals you don’t appreciate?
Wouldn’t you be stuck parading
* in forms you despise and regret?
Wouldn’t you be spiteful in a fate,
* you’d rather have passed by?
Wouldn’t you forever have to debate,
* everyone that doubts it yet?
And wouldn’t you for ever long to try,
* to make what was considered too high?
And when old wouldn’t you remember it nigh,
* reminiscing with but that regretful sigh?
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I've got mixed feelings about these two. I think they don't match up in style (to the point of being ugly), and that they're too direct and simplistic. On the other hand, they describe the feelings and situations intended pretty good.
As such I think some clarification might be in order:
The first one is a very visual description of a dream, one dreamt at night as well as one cherished
The second one I wrote when facing a pretty important moment where I really had to prove my worth. I had quite a few doubts about whether it would go well.
It's good to be back
-Doubler