On a poem.
..And someday I'll just leave never to return again-
when you interrogate me and than slowly- No. Would you know
how to, would you indeed be just the one I asked for?
Would you be the one to ask the questions I might hold
the answers to? There are so many stories to be told-
I wish you would just ask if I could tell, yes I would
happily agree. We could spend the night reciting
poems, and when the light begins to shine wake up-
hold me in your gaze and try to capture what we shared.
All the unusual and shy thoughts -would you keep
the secrets and the music of my heart? Would you dare
keeping the key to my imagination? Would you still like
me if you knew- would you be worth writing for?
Worth fighting for? Worth weeping over? Maybe I'll
show you just to test if you can stand the strain
-maybe now you can regret calling me sweet- that
putting words on paper thoughtlessly can instigate.
when you interrogate me and than slowly- No. Would you know
how to, would you indeed be just the one I asked for?
Would you be the one to ask the questions I might hold
the answers to? There are so many stories to be told-
I wish you would just ask if I could tell, yes I would
happily agree. We could spend the night reciting
poems, and when the light begins to shine wake up-
hold me in your gaze and try to capture what we shared.
All the unusual and shy thoughts -would you keep
the secrets and the music of my heart? Would you dare
keeping the key to my imagination? Would you still like
me if you knew- would you be worth writing for?
Worth fighting for? Worth weeping over? Maybe I'll
show you just to test if you can stand the strain
-maybe now you can regret calling me sweet- that
putting words on paper thoughtlessly can instigate.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Ylaide: | Woensdag, oktober 29, 2008 21:02 |
| Het blijft lastig, engels, zeker in deze stijl.. maar wat ik er van begrijp is mooi:) | |
| Lone Dreamer: | Dinsdag, oktober 28, 2008 23:10 |
| Wowz... *wordt even overdonderd...* Okay... ondanks de eerste schok en de vreemde structuur, sterk geschreven... R.E.S.P.E.C.T. ^^ Geweldig met die vragen ertussendoor en een scherp einde... Yup, vreemd, maar geniaal. Liefs, LSD |
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| Auteur: Alaska | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: benji | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 28 oktober 2008 | ||
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