Innocent Flow of Thoughts

26 Sunday Jun 2011

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Listening to the music from the past
I realize years have left their marks
not just on my body

Marks left inside my soul so deep
that thinking of them almost makes me weep
cannot go on

Cannot let memories surface back
they will sure make happy but also feel bad
so truely sad

Sad; because memories that hurt are more
than those that roll you laughing on the floor
or just make you smile

Smile; I think I am in love with this word
it brings to mind familiar faces from around my world
in times of bliss

Bliss; It is in fact everyone’s ultimate goal
good or bad, rich or poor, with or without soul
that few of them reach

A fact that doesn’t stop anyone from trying
a goal for which almost everyone is fighting
not all for themselves

Some for themselves, some for themselves and children
others for everyone else and others for neither
and life goes on

Sweet Floyd

26.06.2011

Divided Self (Life Riddle)

22 Sunday May 2011

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somewhere between giving up and there’s still hope
standing in the middle of a far stretched rope
trying to convince myself not to give up and cope
with all the things that life puts me through
to make me stronger and alter my point of view

a point of view forged by the things I’ve seen
collected in my mind from places I ‘ve been
only to realise I ‘m becoming a machine
no feelings no intuition only execution
of things need to be done – my retribution

I feel like I have to escape from this
I feel like I am destroying me but my logic insists
to fight until I ‘m done and then there will be bliss
but the end seems to be so very far away
and my body feels weathered as if it’s really wearing away

therefore I ‘m here stuck somewhere in the middle
half of me wants to leap forward the other not even a little
and I remain idle trying hard to solve this life riddle
I guess a clear headed thought is that taking the leap forward is the way to go
I just have to forget about time and to some things say no

…until I ‘m done!

Sweet Floyd

22.05.2011

False Pretension

10 Sunday Apr 2011

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I did it again
I hurt a friend
was not my intention
only a false pretension
to demonstrate superiority

superior I am not
that; myself was never taught
but I had to show off
certainly not something to be proud of
bad bad bad myself

an apology won’t do
but that’s just my point of view
trying might get you somewhere
making assumptions nowhere
apology accepted

random thoughts still in there
how can this become now fair
I know an apology is not enough
but this is where you end up when playing tough
lesson learned

Do I really care about me?
How bad can it really be?
hurting a friend is worse than hurting me
now myself I cannot forgive
and relief the pain

hope she is happy
far away from me
hope she is smiling
and never thinks of me
hope I can know so
hope I can set her free

Sweet Floyd

11.04.2011

April 7th

07 Thursday Apr 2011

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Not a special day today
it’s not someone’s birthday
I know of!

This day has nothing to offer me
but moments of a long and tiring routine
I ‘m getting sick of!

Wait a second! This can’t be right
the day can be a special one if you fight
yourself off!

Oh yourself! Your worst enemy yet
will take you far following a safe bet
and call it off!

April 7th – one more day to live by
with apathy, regret and a melancholic lullaby
that I am fond of!

No! You know so! But it’s really up to you
April 7th can be a much better day for you
that you anticipate of!

So stop! Go out there and smile and live
on April 7th do more than your mind can conceive
do not hold yourself off!

Sweet Floyd

07.04.2011

True Dream

05 Saturday Mar 2011

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talk about the feeling
of fullfilling a dream
it really is far from known to me

but it’s only the beginning
and too early to think about fullfiling
the dream that I ‘ve always been dreaming

all seems to be going slow
nothing is easy and that i know
frustration, unwillingness, no flow

and then comes hope along
it gives you the courage to move on
maybe to get closer to maybe a con

con or not you have to push yourself
one step further if you want to eject
above all the others that your dreams do not reflect

hopefully you will in the end fullfill
one of your dreams will come true and you will
be ready to move to the next dream that will soon become real

Sweet Floyd

05.03.2011

Revival

30 Thursday Dec 2010

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end of a year is coming up
beginning of a new one rising up
things we have done up to now
come to get the mind tired somehow

satisfaction, regret, apathy
as we learn in today’s society
are words to rate our past endeavours
or at least their progress status

seems to feel like the judgement day
a simple version of it, the least to say
putting yourself right on the spot
to measure your ego’s products or just maybe not

but as the past year is fading away
you waste once again most of your day
trying to feed that part of yourself
which brings to life your inner soul’s wealth

Sweet Floyd

29.12.2010

Recycling The Myth

30 Tuesday Nov 2010

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back from the island of no return
much like everything else a myth itself
that people refer to with some sort of fear
without ever wondering beyond what they hear

hearsay all that you believe
something for the unwilling really to relieve
themselves for not even trying moving on
for never questioning what is going on

it’s tough to prove to someone
what they believe and think is wrong
it’s tough when they don’t realize
that you are trying to help them move on

so they ‘ll probably question you instead
and you ‘ll have to prove it right in front of them
and even then you ‘ll hear them say you are cheating
or you ‘ll become a wonder depending on their thinking

but you are back from the island of no return
and you are happy for yourself not for them
nothing really has changed for them anyway
they just have a new myth for each other to say

Sweet Floyd

30.11.2010

Fragile Me

31 Sunday Oct 2010

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Time makes me fragile
time makes me old
time can heal the wounds
at least that’s what I ‘ve been told

I ‘d love to watch this happen
I ‘d love to prove me wrong
I ‘d love to make it go away
but no, it keeps coming along

And I feel like I ‘m breaking
and I see my pieces everywhere
and I feel like I ‘m in pain
and the pain just isn’t there

Everything is in my head
I wish you could change this for me
time makes me old and weak
time makes stronger the fragile me

Sweet Floyd

31.10.2010

Forever Lost In …

14 Tuesday Sep 2010

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She was trying to speak to me
but I was looking away
she was there to listen to me
when I had nothing to say

I was lost in a thought
looking for faith
she was born on that date
December the Eighth!

She was looking right through me
but my eyes would just stare
she was there to rescue me
when I was not being fair

I was lost in a dream
looking for freedom
she was born on that date
February the Second!

She said she wants to please me
but my mind was elsewhere
she came close to kiss me
when the pain I could not bear

I was lost in a feeling
looking for bliss
she was born on that date
April the Third!

She did not really care
but I was not there to see
she had never been there
when I needed to set myself free

I was forever lost in time
looking for filth
she was born on that date
May Seventeenth

Sweet Floyd

14.09.2010

The Challenge of M.

21 Saturday Aug 2010

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Waiting for something that you hope for
deep inside you know so but you don’t believe
because you cannot see beyond the obvious
beyond of what others had taught you to see
beyond of what others see

You think a proof will make you happy
a proof that will demand another proof
and then another and another
but that proof is hidden within the moments
that you don’t see what your eyes really see
but what the moment really is

The challenge is for you to see beyond
and not for me to prove you wrong
the challenge has nothing to do with me
I can help you find what you are looking for
I ‘m just a tool for the challenge to overcome
but that’s for you to judge
that’s for you to understand
that’s for you to decide
to use me or not

I admit you are right
things like these cannot be won in a lucky game
but you impose a challenge which is not a game
a challenge that requires fight

Come with me and I hope
you will be able to see
I really do
because if you cannot see
then I ‘m no different than everyone else
I ‘m no better than everyone else
I ‘m just someone passing by a moment in your life
I ‘m just someone

and I know I am not

Sweet Floyd

20.08.2010