Currents
Gently down the stream
Merrily, merrily, merrily
'Tis not my dream
Steering amongst the multitude
Heading in the same direction
Is this the definition of a dream pursued?
For what I feel, is merely rejection
Whatsoever floats my boat
Is this not how the saying goes?
Or does this scarcely apply
Whenever I go along the same road?
Well, I row row row my boat
Roughly against the stream
No matter how it may seem
To this dictating regime
Contently, I will row my boat ashore
Whilst years from now, you will look back and wonder
If perhaps, in this life, you could have done more
Or could have gone yonder
Merrily, merrily, merrily
'Tis not my dream
Steering amongst the multitude
Heading in the same direction
Is this the definition of a dream pursued?
For what I feel, is merely rejection
Whatsoever floats my boat
Is this not how the saying goes?
Or does this scarcely apply
Whenever I go along the same road?
Well, I row row row my boat
Roughly against the stream
No matter how it may seem
To this dictating regime
Contently, I will row my boat ashore
Whilst years from now, you will look back and wonder
If perhaps, in this life, you could have done more
Or could have gone yonder
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Eli B: | Zaterdag, augustus 09, 2008 16:36 |
| Respect. Nice written Liefs EliB |
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| Ludy: | Zaterdag, augustus 09, 2008 14:23 |
| I like it!! Well done! Love, Ludy |
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| Littledolphin: | Zaterdag, augustus 09, 2008 12:46 |
| nice liefs little | |
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