Poetic Conversation
"How can you walk by without recognition?"
I'm scared, unsure, what to say in my position.
"How can you turn around after glancing my way?"
Thoughts scattered, fear of failure put my mind astray.
"How can you look at me and never say hello?"
My mouth locks in front of something so beautiful.
Glazed eyes and stuttered voice
I shy away, I've got no choice.
So timid, coy, just a boy
Overpowered by your eyes
Concentration, why even try?
Inane discussions cross my mind
With repercussions, my words bind.
I fear that you've forgotten me
I fear that you've forgotten me
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Poetic Conversation
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Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Traveling Tears
I'll not waste my words explaining the meaning of this one...
;)
Traveling Tears>
Water swirling down the drainage pipe
Taking the tears that I had wiped
from my eyes
Down the tube they twist and turn
To a place where they can learn
how to swim
Free from control and sanity
From the droll of my vanity
in my mind this time
Into the air they choose to go
Gravity becomes their only foe
As they fly
Vaporized into a cloud
Shading the sun from a heavy crowd
that I'm in
Free from control and sanity
From the droll of my vanity
in my mind this time
But now too heavy to hold together
In the warm and balmy weather
of the Spring
Although the drops appear fickle
I look up as they settle
into my eyes
Back into my eyes
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Rely on my Senses
One of the two I had written in the past week. I wrote part of this sitting outside my dorm before PT. I fear putting this up will mark its incompleteness complete. Which would be not good.
Rely on My Senses
Twisted locks and keys fallen apart
Keep secrets from me that I'll never know
No way to retrieve thoughts from long ago
But I'll try to rely on my sentences
Call upon you to help ease my penances
Lost and found, I am
Lost and found
Streets and roads are closed for repairs
Detours over contours to our destinations
A Disconnect, New direction, my transformation
But I'll try to rely on my sentences
Call upon you to help ease my penances
Lost and found, I am
Lost and found, I am
Posted by Mark T at 5:47 AM 0 comments
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
The Dream of the Flightless Man
The Dream of the Flightless Man
Sometimes...
When I look up to the trees
I wonder..
What it'd be like to be a bird
Flying so high.
Looking down from the sky
I'd see...
The rain from far away
I'd know when to go
I'd know when to stay
I'd know...
When to let my body flow
With the wind
I'd be...
As free as me
Wings flapping fast
Soaring through the breeze
That's my dream...
That's my dream...
I imagine.
I'd be like Icarus and Daedulus
Fly as high as I could
Except there'd be no wax to stop me
I wouldn't fall into the sea
I wouldn't fall into the sea
That's my dream...
That's my dream(High C-Falsetto)
Capo 5
Simple C-Open F
with C as quarter followed by three quarters F
Down-Down-Up-Down (Quickly)
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