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[tracmic 0]

Yes Alma1 all those words are mine. I get lost in life sometimes and need to just shut up and let words, be words. Thank you for saying

 

When you say "get lost in" do you mean carried away / engrossed in / caught up in...or do you mean "lost" as in 'can't seem to find my way' / 'head down the wrong path' / 'can't seem to find my bearings?'

When I get lost in life, when I get lost on a path, when I get lost in emotions( positive or negative), the words sneak out to help me find life, direction, emotions that need finding

it is a universal enlighting   guide,from inner world, isn't it?

 

 

Yes it is. Helps me get through a lot, helps find the way and keeps me sane in a tumultuous world

[paoladegliesposti 521]

in a closed and prepared room for sounds, a group of boys and girls, a mixer and some instruments. We are going to spend  a few hours to pick up a tune:

 

i am the girl who sings and i am not the only one who sings.  A boy plays the guitar and i pretend to write lyrics that are more sounds that logic or emotional lines. My tone's voice doesn't go far and i see from the other guys' faces  that is a bit of annoying sometimes.

Anyway, my music sounds interesting. So, i try to play the guitar, i am amazed just as the other guitarist at his first steps, i am able to communicate  something with strings, I don't know how it comes out, mind and fingers and a sort of mysterious logic sums. What's the matter?

i cannot sing if i play the guitar. i don't want to sing   Plus, i am out of tune,perhaps. Who sings ? I cannot go far with the voice. The other singer is at the limit of my overdoing, he has disappeared from the room. The others too. I am alone with the guitar on my leg. Is it a daydream or is it reality ?And now?  

[paoladegliesposti 521]

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dwindling-2/

[paoladegliesposti 521]

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/framed-8/

[LinneaS 0]

Hey everyone, I know I haven't been around much!

A song by Roxette (remember them?) that I came across recently that makes me smile.

Church of Your Heart

Can we leave the world outside, just for awhile, just for awhile

And spend some time, you and I, under this bright, glorious sky?

It's been so long since I first saw you, 
But I still love that smile in your eyes

Yes it's true, right from the start, I believed in the church of your heart

Yes it's you, that made me be part of, and believe in the church of your heart

 

Step inside, lay yourself down, just for awhile, rest for awhile

I can hear a thundering sound, beating inside, when you're around

It's been so long since I first met you,
Since we made love, you know how time flies

Yes it's true, right from the start, I believed in the church of your heart

Yes it's you, that made me be part of, and believe in the church of your heart

I know I also have a poem I really like somewhere... I'll post it if I can find it.

[paoladegliesposti 521]

beautiful poem, thanks.

 

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hide-and-seek-72/

[paoladegliesposti 521]

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-is-all-about-happiness-and-peace/

[paoladegliesposti 521]

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/we-have-to-be-perfect/

[tracmic 0]

Across a crowded street her giggle captured my ear. I couldn't see where it was coming from, but I knew we had to meet. I crossed the slush covered road and the rain stung on my poorly covered skin, red with cold, wet as ice. Converse soaked I followed my liege. Holding hope that her smile matched her song. Behind a paisley umbrella, arm in arm with her husband. Heart sinking I bumped into her gently as I passed. “Excuse me miss” I spoke silently with a smile. Peaking out from under her cover into the wet night, I died in her smile for only a brief eternity and spun down a corner. Fading away, I felt her perfect mocha eyes on me and heard her speak in yearning curiosity “excuse me.”

[paoladegliesposti 521]

Across a crowded street her giggle captured my ear. I couldn't see where it was coming from, but I knew we had to meet. I crossed the slush covered road and the rain stung on my poorly covered skin, red with cold, wet as ice. Converse soaked I followed my liege. Holding hope that her smile matched her song. Behind a paisley umbrella, arm in arm with her husband. Heart sinking I bumped into her gently as I passed. “Excuse me miss” I spoke silently with a smile. Peaking out from under her cover into the wet night, I died in her smile for only a brief eternity and spun down a corner. Fading away, I felt her perfect mocha eyes on me and heard her speak in yearning curiosity “excuse me.”