Inspiration:
...and a couple of thoughts collected from here and there.
(About the song)
M: It's the kind of music that makes everything a.l.r.i.g.h.t.
(About the song)
M: It's the kind of music that makes everything a.l.r.i.g.h.t.
A: Goose-pumps and watery eyes, check.
M: And when you close your eyes, you could fly.
Fly Away
And when you close your eyes, you could fly
And when you stretch out your hands, you could see the horizon
Seeing you standing there
Makes me believe
Strings, voices, sounds coming to me
Making me, hearing me
Healing me
You there and a fleeting sense of elation
I pass over my feelings
Feelings of hate, feelings of a crushing pit
Into the open
I close my eyes
The red sky
The blue water
The white wings, flailing little specks of hope
You, me, the water and the free
Free moments of glory
Success, rich bountiful hardened belief in the new you
In the new me
We reach out
And it’s a moment understood
Felt
We lose
We create
Simple harmony
Etched into the minds of the great
Redolent drawings in the mind
Mind now freshens, feeds on the rain falling from the sky
The sky widening its arms
Letting me embrace a state of mind
I achieve only once, this is my place to say it
This is the place I am in
I am a moment
And an eon
I am a drop
And an ocean
I feel you
And I feel your soul asking me for help
This is the day I understand you
This is the day I understand me
Heal
Heal
Heal
Time stops
I ask time
You are flowing past me like the river I watched
You are going too fast for your own sake
Slow down, slow down
See the beauty in those little moments you gave to us
See the little colours sprouting out of the meticulous stands
you created
Stands of time, we stay enslaved to your existence
And this day, this moment
I feel my hands moving
Itching as if feeling freed from the hands of time
Emancipated from the ties that bind
This is the day
This is the moment
I am the moment
And I am the time I defeated
You are there standing
Close your eyes, and fly away
Like me
Heal
Heal
Heal
This is the day
This is the moment
Pray
Pray
Pray
And this shall never be the same again
It’s your call, it’s your say
I call you, close your eyes
You could fly away.
(13th October, 2011)
The in between lines from
ReplyDelete"Time stops to Stands of time, we stay enslaved to your existence"
and the last four lines - Lovely. Truthly- Fruitly and everything goodly.
"Sipping up another pain
Living up another night
Taking on another Rhyme
Tired of being "Stuck In Time"
I call this Poem ;Stuck In Time ;)
You see what I did.
The last 4 lines are great. Great- because they rhyme greatly and I like rhyming poems ;).
Keep Writing. :D You should probably make your own art for your own poems. It's awesome ;)
And I am the time I defeated.
ReplyDeleteLOVE that line. :D
Everybody should read it while listening to the music.
And I am That PErson Who Is Still Stuck In Time - Doing Something.
ReplyDeleteDaniyal: I really appreciate that :)
ReplyDeleteHaha, somehow the rhyming comes only naturally. Sometimes...
Maheen: I LOVE you :D
And totally. Uff <3
I appreciate it when you post new poems ;).
ReplyDeleteand i thought people lost the sense of music. This is straight from heaven when you read the poem with it :")
ReplyDeleteDaniyal:
ReplyDelete:)
revolitionator_ :
That was flattering :). Yes, people generally HAVE lost the sense of music these days. Many wouldn't appreciate this, sigh.
Hey - I appreciated it. Wait...did i?
ReplyDeleteplus, you gotta teach me how to write that awesome D:
ReplyDeleteDaniyal, yes you did!
ReplyDeleterevolutionator_:
Hahahaha, I am just a beginner, really. Sometimes it hits me, and sometimes I write stuff that's pretty much deplorable! :P