Gone with the wind...
In the eternal fields of life
horizon’s hidden your face
the wind has blown your skin
until your softness was burnt
so merciless by time
My eyes have stopped watching you
but your words have settled in my head
your voice is living in my thoughts
leading myself through life
for I’d eventually resemble you
What your hands have learnt me once
your eyes have told me forever
you’ve brought up the human I am
discovering the fields of life
treading in your footsteps
Your stories are but a memory
that I listen once again
living in my heart
they fuse with my emotions
until I’m strong enough to live
Reacties op dit gedicht
| melijsje: | Zondag, december 08, 2002 16:14 |
| ik weet dat mijn reactie niet terzake was. je gedicht is mooi :) en jij bent lief.... kwestie van eens origineel te zijn :D sja... um.. excuseer he! :) |
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| *~ Mzz MpL ~*: | Zondag, december 08, 2002 00:12 |
| Breath-taking words.. xXx MpL |
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| melijsje: | Zaterdag, december 07, 2002 18:24 |
| je bent zo lief :) |
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| Nessaja: | Zaterdag, december 07, 2002 12:27 |
| echt heel mooi!!! en ontroerend...:-( | |
