Posts Tagged With: art
What we are thought
Youth is much more
than a smell of cinnamon
and taste of honey.
Youth is growth,
leap of faith in dreams,
secret dance of lovers,
view on morning sighs…
Youth is to be alive.
Your question mark requirement
Can I satisfy with metaphor
Or shall I just put in quotation marks
A simple “yes”
While my decency
Of our urge to dance
The waltz of eternal lovers?!
Is there such play at all
Or the existence of those living it
Is stacked only in a night
Or in a few glasses of wine
Or in the notes
Of a chanson
Which echoes through realms and parallels
Of two souls
Dying to dive
Into the complexity
Of each art form
Of their own senseless existence?!
All you see around have a different aim in life
Some to find treasure, some to be someone’s wife.
Men, women all want here or there
But in the hearts each one of us a hidden wish bears.
Villains and heroes are only a dream
We are all winners if we work as a team.
Let someone guide you by his intuition
Let the leadership to someone who has a good mission.
And on the way you will all have your aim completing
You will all have everything without competing.
Don’t take life as granted since it is a giving
Leave peace behind since we are each day leaving.
Real is something far more than we know
It is a shame something so sacred away to throw.
Give a hand and find your other half somewhere out
And then you can find out what is life all about.
Dedicated to those who believe in love…