The slow blues, the evening's sound
Black night will coming, look around
Nobody here, just blues and you
The slow music. Dreams come truth
You loosing love, you searching me
The blues like river - deep and free
And me - like night - I can't be friend
I can be more - can understand.
I understand - your pain and tears
All secret dreams, your hidden fears
I feel the solitude inside your room
You never find me.. and it's your doom
And it's your choice - you know that
You know me clear, you know my threat
I can destroy your comfort world.
You never find me. Your night is cold.
Cold Blues
© Copyright: Легкая Ложь, 2008
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Perfect rhymed poem))) I also liked the idea)))
I wish You well)
Olezka;)
Олег Ардатов 05.09.2008 21:59 • Заявить о нарушении
I wish You well)
Olezka;)
Олег Ардатов 05.09.2008 21:59 • Заявить о нарушении
Sometime I read letters and cry.
Do you know this mood of silence?
We will be well, but not in this life -
and it's greatest present for us.
Легкая Ложь 09.09.2008 17:27 Заявить о нарушении
Do you know this mood of silence?
We will be well, but not in this life -
and it's greatest present for us.
Легкая Ложь 09.09.2008 17:27 Заявить о нарушении