Published October 17, 2008
Lighting flashed as old chairs creaked,
Thunder boomed across the sky
A child cries next to a grave.
An angel flies, trying to save
Across the oceans, across the seas
The darkness creeps
In the souls of man no innocence is seen
But in the eyes of a child, nothing is wrong
Keeping dreaming child, dream away
The worries and problems around
Let thoughts wander far from here
To a land better than this
Pots of gold and little men
Dance and frolic ‘round meadows and
Around the sea and trying to avoid
Being pulled into the current
Hear the sound from far away
Hear its soft, soothing tone
Let it echo throughout your bones
Let it guide you in these dark years
Keeping dreaming child, dream away
The worries and problems that surround
Your very heart, your very soul and
Keep holding back their wings
Gaze deep into the little men’s well
Stare at what you can become
Just another person, trapped without wings
Or break free of black bonds and
Keep dreaming, child, keep dreaming
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For a poem, where you "tangled" the horror (?) and the innocence, it's something new, and quite sensitive. I liked the idea of the poem, though I cannot express it rightly, but still, WOW. Liked it... By the way, can I ask what was the motivation for you to write it? I'm just curious, because I have a suggestion, but not certain, and it can help understanding the poem fully.
Aust.
but it's not like we don't dream today!!!
i keep on dreamin' everyday, it's fun XD
i mean, what is life without dreaming?!
as long as you don't live in a dream it;s alright (?)
as for me, i'm livin the dream
have a nice week : ]]
oh, and i liked this song ^_^
I really liked this as well, its almost taking the innocence away from childhood, well thats how I saw it anyway.
I thought that the thunder booming part was a little cliche but I know its hard to think of other words to describe thundre
I love the end stanza, the whole poem is reather haunting and dark, I hope thats what you were tyring to portray or I have read this completly wrong! But hey, its interesting to see how other people view things hmm?
PM me if you have any questions
Meevs
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wow that was a very emotional poem it really flows smoothly...and i really liked the first 8 lines Good job
