IF YOU EVER GIVE UP ON YOUR QUEST
YOUR DREAMS WONT COME TRUE
YOU MUST STICK TO YOUR PATH
LIKE YOUR MENTORS ALWAYS DO
YOU MUST FOCUS ON YOUR TASK
WITH DEDICATION AND BE STRONG
BUT YOUR JOURNEY MAYBE HARD
WITH PERSISTENCE YOU WILL GET ALONG
WHEN OTHERS TAUNT YOUR DREAM
YOU MUST ALWAYS STAY TRUE
BECAUSE REACHING YOUR DESTINATION
TO YOURSELF YOU MUST BE TRUE.
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I will ask you a question
“Do you remember the child you once were?
Who colored the crayons beyond the lines, shaping everything in that child’s imagination.
That painted the rivers green and the trees blue, full of wonder, putting nothing in order.
Now, I ask you this… What happened to that child?”
Why is that child now organizing the shapes, his head now a machine on rotate
He solves the puzzles but not his dreams
He gives the leaves a touch green, and rivers with blue...
What happened to the child who once ruled the world?
Now the World ruled the child."
as beauty kisses
the dark of night
dreams of whispers
take heavenly flight,
floating high, above sleepy beds
leaving whispering dreams
of your love so true
while stars twinkle
silver and blue….
as mr. moon
watches from above
the most beautiful dreams
of sweetest love…
over feeling under the weather.
i want to spend the rest of my life
chasing rainbows from shore to shore
and trying to find my toes in
the curly white billowing pillows and sheets
and fresh oxycontin smelling
bottomless depths of cloud nine.
i'm trying to find that fresh pine scent
when you're pining for someone new
and you feel like you could climb
the highest heights, and drink from
the alpine air. and there on that
mountain top: a lucky four leaf clover,
four new leaves to turn over,
you're turning things around and
pulling your head out of the clouds
and putting your feet back on the ground.
over feeling under the weather
and whether i find myself on cloud nine
or i reach seventh heaven
or i fall short of finding anything
i'm trying to find a reason to live again.
Sway and slide
On keys as bright as the moon light
And keys as dark as the night sky
Melodies waving their magic wands
Gently placing you on cloud nine
Allowing you to waltz with the stars
Let your imagination run wild
As the musical fairies bring your muse back to life
After the tunes have cleared your mind
Brought comfort to your heart
Without a doubt
You'll be having sweet dreams tonight
© Ame Agami
I was used to you.
Each day was new.
Each time we played,
We played a different game
The murky haze,
We’d think it through
And then we’d do.
I’m lost without your pleasant gaze.
Traveling down the roads we paved.
My soul was yours, the one you saved.
Our dreams they lived from day to day.
One day you left, it’s hard to say.
The bus came by and wrecked our day.
I miss you more as time goes by.
I often stop to wonder why.
That lasting kiss you left me with
Is all I taste, it’s all I feel.
The harmony that you brought to me,
It filled the well inside my dreams.
My dearest one, I still see you,
Laughing, happy, loving me.
My heart is torn beyond compare.
These shoes are worn but I still care.
I can’t forget the dreams we made.
Each day I live to honor thee.
The raging sea can’t hide the trees.
The love you shared still keeps me free.
We move around uncertainties within uncertainties, perhaps revolving around them forever, for we are afraid to come to face with the truths we would eventually have to face.
Living in denial seems easier than out in the open, maybe we like holding on to a flimsy layer of hope, even clinging to it.
Perhaps - it keeps us sane.
Perhaps - it makes us who we are.
Perhaps - we need to get out of that circle of uncertainty to really see the shape of what we've been revolving around.
Hopes, dreams, love, expectations... I wish there was a life beyond and independent of these where we could be our own masters;
where none could influence us, not even ourselves ...
There we are
Bundles of thoughts and nerves
We plan and script
Burn the midnight oil
Chartering paths and mapping
But then, life happens
And it will
I suppose I could brood
And close tired eyes
Or I could lasso a cloud
And hitch a ride to paradise
I try so hard,
Day after day,
Night after night,
From Light to Dark,
and Dark to Light,
Why make it so hard?
So hard for me to succeed,
It may be all gone again.
I do not have much time left,
Grant me some grace,
And lend me some leeway,
Let me learn,
Hit me with the rod, if you really must,
Don't kill me,
Don't kill my dreams,
Please, Don't take everything away.
If you really love me,
Why make it so hard?
I am in pain, can you not see?
Or am I not destined,
To carry out your plans this way.
Help me God,
Please allow my dreams to come true,
Your loyal servant.