I wanna tell you a story.
A story about the road.
A story which starts with glory
And sudden turns to cloud.
It was a cold cold night of February
And the starts were shining low
The forest was out of berries
And the girl was about to show.
A lady was lying in a white bed
As the man been creating a plan
To get his stomach fed,
To take the carrots out of sand.
The girl came fast and…Continuer
Ajouté par Wind le 26 janvier 2013 à 19:00 — Pas de commentaire
My head is full of everything around
My knees are strongly glued to the ground
My hands are shaking full of stones
My legs must have been lost their bones.
My hair smells like two days smoke
My double eyes has just made a stroke
My nose is something I don't really know
My ears are catching blueberries' snow.
My chest is moving up and down
My soul is trying to scream out loud
My innerself doesn't let me open the…Continuer
Ajouté par Wind le 3 septembre 2012 à 16:34 — Pas de commentaire
What a wonderfull day
For to sit by the bay
And to feel the wind in your hair
Falling slowly on the old chair.
Ow, my lovely blowing mind
I'm feeling just like a child
Who wants to get a candy
And kiss his grey hair daddy
'Cause days are out of worries
And full of colourfull stories.
I kick the ball against the grass,
I watch the sparkling air in the glass
And I realize that day is short,
Balloons are blowing all around
Whose colours give a wonderfull sound
And the moon seems smiling too
While giving slowly storms for you.
My balloon is small and fat
'Cause I've tried to interupt the map
Of my long long narrow line
Running fast above the time.
I've put the glass of wine inside
For to feel support and insight
And to dream about my head
While spending days in empty bed.
I've took a needle to…Continuer
Ajouté par Wind le 8 mars 2012 à 19:38 — Pas de commentaire
Look up to the ground
To hear it’s breathing sound
Which comes among the snow
And tells itself to grow.
Cold and tinny finger falls
To feel the warmth of snowy balls
As dirty minds keeps staying far
And knocks itself on the door of bar.
It’s cold and dark around the sun
What attacks the mind as gun
Which can shoot that dirty mind
And keep it’s ground blind.
I’m still a child,
Who wants to be blind…Continuer
Ajouté par Wind le 10 novembre 2011 à 21:18 — Pas de commentaire
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I've heard that people walk around
While making footprints on the ground
I've heard that they can light a fire
Which burns away like my desire.
I've heard myself singing flowers
And dancing all around my towers
Going high and down at once
Without having a normal balance.
I blow my love upon the sky
And let it fly till you ask me why
I've never told you I'm a road flower
Waiting till the rain will give me…Continuer
My shoes are full of sand
And that really makes me laugh
Because I've never had the shoes
Nor any kind of boots.
The sand feels wet and cold
While I deeply walk around the world
Wearing brand new yellow dress
Going down from my chest.
My hair is hard and dirty
But they say - I'm still lucky
Cause I have the sand in my shoes
And there is still something to loose.
Take, take the last part of my road,
Big big wings of plastic
Fly upstairs fantastic
And dirty girl is shaking
Of plane's wings breaking.
She has never been up to the sky
And she still asks mommy why
Hers dress is old like road,
Hers bed is a part of the boat.
It gets higher and higher
And plastic girl feels like a liar
Cause she has never been as high
As the dirty plane can fly.
Ajouté par Wind le 20 janvier 2011 à 22:23 — Pas de commentaire
Slowly and not too loud...…
You look how the leaves are falling
In the early early morning...
You take a cup of coffee and lay down
For to hear the crashing…Continuer
While making rounds and rounds between your head
You finally can find the things bad
Just because you can't forget another bed
Even if your dream was there glad.
Then you try to creat some explanations
That in fact it isn't such a big sensation
As almost everyone needs to try the new places
And to come back with happy faces.
We lie to ourselves too much
And put our feelings on the old old brunch
With a hope that it won't…Continuer
Ajouté par Wind le 18 mars 2010 à 17:19 — Pas de commentaire
Today I’ve got up when the sun was getting down
With its all beautiful dark sides and borrowed crown.
Is it always…Continuer
When you think that you are feeling
Don't forget about the deep dealing
With your hands filled by bread
And empty thoughts behind the head.
Being alone right here and now
Feels like walking in the melting snow
While having no waterproof shoes
And just wearing three year old boots.
Trying to describe this healthy being
I should understand the real meaning
Of how I started feeling proud
Because I've began shouting…Continuer
Ajouté par Wind le 8 novembre 2009 à 0:38 — Pas de commentaire
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