The brain cradles the memories
That you and I share of us
Speaking as if we, never really parted
It cherishes your company
As we laugh together and I
Lift my mug and drink, enjoy the dialogue.
What Is said could not benefit
A soul, for you are wiser and
Stronger than I could, bare to recognise then.
Your wealth is now greater than you
May want to know, and your value
Higher than you will, be comfortable to show.
Whilst before I clung tightly to
Your cuff, like a child that had not
Seen the world - Now I seek myself.
Your garments need not be tugged for
I fear that they had been distressed
Enough - Each, crease a ravine (thoroughly explored).
There is no solace for what I would
Call a pessimist, in the heart
Of a wand'ring man searching for (his place).
No amount of science can piece
Together unrelated work,
You must design and, construct out of the norm.
The wind hums, travelling briskly
Through the gutters that by chance,
Remain sturdy as, the agèd earth rotates.
You are freed with some knock upon
Your door - you were a slave to
A friend who frankly, exists but is no more.
An unwise man is only as
Rich as his balance and if he
Falls only as, rich and ****** as his talents.
Jan 4, 2014
Jan 4, 2014 at 2:50 PM UTC
The brain cradles the memories
That you and I share of us
Speaking as if we, never really parted
It cherishes your company
As we laugh together and I
Lift my mug and drink, enjoy the dialogue.
What Is said could not benefit
A soul, for you are wiser and
Stronger than I could, bare to recognise then.
Your wealth is now greater than you
May want to know, and your value
Higher than you will, be comfortable to show.
Whilst before I clung tightly to
Your cuff, like a child that had not
Seen the world - Now I seek myself.
Your garments need not be tugged for
I fear that they had been distressed
Enough - Each, crease a ravine (thoroughly explored).
There is no solace for what I would
Call a pessimist, in the heart
Of a wand'ring man searching for (his place).
No amount of science can piece
Together unrelated work,
You must design and, construct out of the norm.
The wind hums, travelling briskly
Through the gutters that by chance,
Remain sturdy as, the agèd earth rotates.
You are freed with some knock upon
Your door - you were a slave to
A friend who frankly, exists but is no more.
An unwise man is only as
Rich as his balance and if he
Falls only as, rich and ****** as his talents.
