Night owls late, never going to bed sleepers denying themselves the ability to dream I never understood, what keeps them up while I am hitting the hay lost in my eyes, my closed sign hanging on the door, no lights turned on, no TV to watch, Night owls who whoing at the moon eclipsing…… Continue reading Night Owls – Notthedane56
If my words crawl on all the Earth’s lands, and if my thoughts swim the seven seas, trying to get to you…. Trying to be all you need to know, all you need to believe, all you need to live and breathe… Forgive me, for trying to be so very naive, for convincing…… Continue reading Forgive me…
Since the beginning of the month, I’ve been playing with Sarah , And you are still most welcome to join in! You can start mid-month or take your time, and begin from the start if you prefer… Story or poetry, be it a couple of words or a long tale… Just let these beautiful songs…… Continue reading #NovemberNotes2017 – Reminder
What happened to our maybes? How could we run out, with so many? Where did you hide them, give them back to me. Please, now bring back our sweet maybes…
Your arms, a fortress… The only place safe enough, for my heart to call “home”.
Can’t you hear the sound of thousands of hearts sobbing loudly? Can’t you feel the pain of so many lives aching from your broken promises? The night is cold, and we struggle to believe the light of dawn will indeed come… But there’s still hope, we still dreams, we’re alive, waiting for you to…… Continue reading What about us?
No matter, years lost and years behind. The past is the past, impossible to take back, impossible to rewind. Time running through our fingers, like the finest sand, being licked away by the raging tides of the ocean. But for as long as life still grants us a new morning to enjoy, as long…… Continue reading The call…
Petite, insignifiante poussière de rien… J’ai cherché leurs louanges voulu être idolâtrée pour que l’espace d’un moment tu sois fier de te tenir à mon côté. Mon royaume pour un sourire, Toute ma gloire pour un soupir, de toi.
Balancing between what I want to do and what I have to do never an easy choice never an easy life, Balancing when I’ve lost my balance thinking of you, more than I should throwing off my equilibrium, making me think things things about you, Steadying my head leaning back to the other side…… Continue reading Balancing Between – Notthedane56
Deconstructing my plans, being otherwise meticulously laid out thus showing me the futility of planning things such My thoughts my patterns of thinking along known pathways, running steel rails, cool and straight smashed coins derailing, how and why, I chose to think of someone at that moment in time, Ideal thoughts exist not, though…… Continue reading Deconstructing – Notthedane56
Cyranny's Cove 