Time to Think Small

23 Sunday Aug 2009

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Dreaming about moments that have yet to come
maybe you should at this very moment stop
as thinking so big will lift you up high
but you need to keep in mind it is not an easy ride
there’s work you will need bad to undertake
work that will be boring and you ‘ll probably hate…

There should be no problem in completing the task
all you have to do is not let yourself ask
“is it really worth all the trouble indeed?”
because looking for an answer there ‘s no need
stop thinking that way and convince yourself that
is time to think small until the work is done…

And if something on the way is keeping you back
be sure not to let it take you off your track
remain steady on your course no matter what
so that you can be proud of the final result
because if you are not then you have no peace of mind
and you ‘ll have to try harder than when you last tried

Sweet Floyd

23.08.2009

The Child Within Me

15 Friday May 2009

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Deep inside myself I see
what lies beneath
my superficial soul
There exists a child young
that will never grow up
and no one can control

Life has turned me bad indeed
forced me to do what I did
and my innosence is gone
The child inside me lives or dies
depends on who wins the fights
this time myself has won

I always get inside to see
if the child is still alive in me
and feel for a while there is still hope
My fear is that my body gets old
and so I have been once told
it will fail me sometime and I won’t cope

There was a time I guess before
I could do so much more
than just feel sorry for what I ‘ve become
however I don’t regret a thing
for keeping the child alive in me
and got through all of life without growing up

Sweet Floyd

15.05.2009

Mental Bug

31 Tuesday Mar 2009

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There’s a mental bug lying somewhere in me
that does no harm so I ‘ll better leave it
I don’t really know if I like it or not
but it sure likes taking me beyond any limit

Sometimes it just won’t leave me alone
and it just won’t let me go to sleep
and then it disappears for quite a while
until it is ready once again to breed

I try to take my mind somewhere else
looking to find some way myself to heal
I then realise there’s no way fighting it
it feeds itself from what I see and feel

It’s not something I ‘ll ever touch
it’s not anything like I ‘ve ever seen
it’s something I cannot really describe
but makes me more creative than I ‘ve ever been

Creativity? Imagination? Inspiration? All.
a bug that never leaves me and never dies
it makes me want to create more and more
and within these creations a part of my soul lies

Sweet Floyd

31.03.2009

Give me Hope

20 Friday Mar 2009

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Calm as if I have nothing to care about
Patient as if I have nothing to wait for
Silent as if I have nothing to say
Numb as if I could not move anymore

Give me hope to stand on my two feet
Give me hope to stand on solid ground
Give me hope to survive
Give me hope to embrace
what’s inside of me and wants to scream out loud

Focus on everything you don’t care about
TUrn against on anything that holds you back
Rely on what will make you a better man
Give up on what pushes away your luck

Give me hope to believe I am still a human
Give me hope to keep the child in me alive
Give me hope to survive
Give me hope to fight
what’s inside of me and I want to deprive

Sweet Floyd

20.03.2009

Dilemma

12 Thursday Mar 2009

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Deep inside my confused heart
a dilemma lies somewhere within
should I do this thing or that
but the answer also lies therein

So “How do I get to it?” I ask
“how do I decide the best of all?”
it used to be such an easy task
to take decisions and move on

This dilemma keeps me in a deadlock
that I do not know how to resolve
maybe I should take a long walk
but really? what will that solve?

I feel it ripping me in two
and one of the two has to win
I still have no clue of what to do
and not enough time to think

Divine Inspiration is what I wait for
to open my eyes and choose one of two
and I will not be in confusion anymore
I will know exactly what to do

This could only happen in my dreams
where I can never be split apart
I cannot think clear enough it seems
because the dilemma is still in my heart

Sweet Floyd

12.03.2009

The Jungle

31 Saturday Jan 2009

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Under a tree I watch the world bleeding
a world where happiness has lost its meaning
strange to be watching this from so far away
strange to be thinking this on such a happy day

Under a tree I watch people craving for more
they care not for freedoms that others have died for
they sadly got used to what they have always had
given by their ancestors who shed their own blood

Under a tree I watch the world splitting in half
on one side people laughing and on the other sad
I think whether the law of jungle really exists or not
“everyone for himself” is not what we are being taught

Under a tree I watch a coming storm
the tree leans on me and is about to fall
I wonder if I should find this a bit strange
the jungle remains the same it will never change

Sweet Floyd

31.01.2009

Lost Hope (Fallen Hero)

23 Friday Jan 2009

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Someone’s lost· a man· a soul
a hero of the modern times
a friend that few have known
a man that humanity hardly finds

No sign of him inside his eyes
his brain left him somewhere behind
somewhere in the past alone he lies
lost in his thought and mental might

What happened to him nobody knows
he lost all hope and there he goes
wandering in the past not being able to return
a “lost soul” he became· so they said

Someone’s lost· a human soul
a reject of the modern times
a hero once I’ve been told
a human whose soul never dies

Lost in his mind only to return
at some point later in time
but nobody really knows when
once again his star will shine

The very few friends never will forget
the majority of people will always reject
the hero lost all hope and hope was lost with him
“lost souls” we became and he became a victim

Sweet Floyd

23.01.2009

Righteous Mind

16 Friday Jan 2009

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A set full of wrongs and nothing right
portrays a battle you need and have to fight
everything you feel that holds you back in life
is what you have to endure through this strife
and hopefully you will end up in the winning side
where your fears won’t keep you anymore behind
and that’s when your life will come to be
something to enjoy and be glad to live

Perfection is a concept you will never get
because of the way the real world is set
there are no real guides to show you how
whatever is in your mind you should do it now
the only things that should slow you down
is your time to recess and to fool around
because time to recess is your time for rest
and time to fool around is time well spent

Stuck through the problem of “have loads to do”
there’s probably more wrong than right in you
as the respective tolerance of the human mind
can make you forget things and turn you blind
no known human being did right before wrong
unless you really try you will never get strong
but do try with measure and with a clear head
and on the winning side is where you will end

Sweet Floyd

16.01.2009

Hello world!

16 Friday Jan 2009

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Hello world indeed! First post on this random creativity blog in which we will often see Sweet Floyd’s random creations… These include poems, drawings, music… Anything creatively attractive really since “the creative mind plays with the object (or the objects!)  it loves” 🙂