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Array ( [sid] => 192 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Later in the Sky [time] => 2002-07-12 11:01:07 [hometext] => this poem is dedicated to my grandpa, who died some years ago ..
there is more poetry from me in English and Romanian at: www.sm-grad.tk [bodytext] =>

Late in the ashes of the frozen time
A boy couldn't find the unborn words
To squeeze their power and dawn,
Just tryin' to understand why a god is needed,
Why a flower is beautiful while a corpse not,
Why do people still creep ahead...

And there was a man with no answers
But more questions,
Old as eternity and blind like a jester
With red eyes,
Who told him that the beauty of a rose
Can be just felt, not understood
And the macabrity of a tumb
Is a fake shelter of our fear of the dark.
His questions were to follow,
But he turned to the other side,
While the boy could hear these words:

"My boy, don't dare to cry,
World's a fake place where we play
Our parts where questions lay,
We shall meet again someday,
Unchained, later in the sky." [comments] => 1 [counter] => 150 [topic] => 14 [informant] => smg [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DreamsandWishes )

Later in the Sky

Contributed by smg on Friday, 12th July 2002 @ 11:01:07 AM in AEST
Topic: DreamsandWishes

Late in the ashes of the frozen time
A boy couldn't find the unborn words
To squeeze their power and dawn,
Just tryin' to understand why a god is needed,
Why a flower is beautiful while a corpse not,
Why do people still creep ahead...

And there was a man with no answers
But more questions,
Old as eternity and blind like a jester
With red eyes,
Who told him that the beauty of a rose
Can be just felt, not understood
And the macabrity of a tumb
Is a fake shelter of our fear of the dark.
His questions were to follow,
But he turned to the other side,
While the boy could hear these words:

"My boy, don't dare to cry,
World's a fake place where we play
Our parts where questions lay,
We shall meet again someday,
Unchained, later in the sky."

Copyright © smg ... [ 2002-07-12 11:01:07]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Later in the Sky (User Rating: 1 )
by Jackee_line on Friday, 1st November 2002 @ 01:15:19 AM AEST
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very wise, i like it
great poem

jackee_line

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