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Array ( [sid] => 13992 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => My Weekend [time] => 2003-03-09 18:20:00 [hometext] => [bodytext] => I find myself yearning for the weekend,
More than ever before,
This obligation to be here, this damn
Obligation,
And I want it no more.

If I could I know I would
Be there right now,
Because here I am confined,
My mind not mine,
So be there I must, but how?

I wish I could run away,
Far away,
To that place I know
Where the green grass grows,
And the sun shines through the trees
Between.
Where the fountain flows
Under a moonlit sky,
Where the cool wind blows
In a summer night

After the warm day I’ll know,
I’ll let that water flow,
Over a face now eased,
A mind relaxed, comforted,
Appeased.

Give me that day
And from it I’ll give you
All your dreams,
All your loves,
I’ll take away your troubles,
All of them you’ll lose.

I’d give all I have to be there
Away from this,
To that place where I have not a care,
My place of comfort, my place of happiness,
My place of bliss.
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My Weekend

Contributed by TheSchroedmeister on Sunday, 9th March 2003 @ 06:20:00 PM in AEST
Topic: MiscPoems

I find myself yearning for the weekend,
More than ever before,
This obligation to be here, this damn
Obligation,
And I want it no more.

If I could I know I would
Be there right now,
Because here I am confined,
My mind not mine,
So be there I must, but how?

I wish I could run away,
Far away,
To that place I know
Where the green grass grows,
And the sun shines through the trees
Between.
Where the fountain flows
Under a moonlit sky,
Where the cool wind blows
In a summer night

After the warm day I’ll know,
I’ll let that water flow,
Over a face now eased,
A mind relaxed, comforted,
Appeased.

Give me that day
And from it I’ll give you
All your dreams,
All your loves,
I’ll take away your troubles,
All of them you’ll lose.

I’d give all I have to be there
Away from this,
To that place where I have not a care,
My place of comfort, my place of happiness,
My place of bliss.

Copyright Â© TheSchroedmeister ... [ 2003-03-09 18:20:00]
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Re: My Weekend (User Rating: 1 )
by Cynthia on Thursday, 4th March 2004 @ 09:25:51 PM AEST
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This is so beautifully written. Great rhythm and flow. *S* Cynthia

Re: My Weekend (User Rating: 1 )
by bernard on Friday, 7th May 2004 @ 09:14:49 AM AEST
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A poem of intense yearning, Its a pity but we cannot always have that which to us seems so desirable. Good poem.

bernard.

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