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The Last Walk XIII – Enstranged

31 Monday Mar 2025

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There was an awkward silence that day
“the calm before the storm” as they say
everything seemed to be unusually smooth
I should ‘ve known that was far from the truth

So it’s been thirteen years since that day
and I ‘ve never forgotten what we did say
we just need to start and adapt along the way
there is no time to be perfect to branch away

Today I had the feeling everyone was enstranged
the pain has been washed away yet nothing changed
a phone started ringing and broke the thin ice
and people seemed a bit off yet still being nice

Then in my mind I went back again to that day
and the memories rolled in right in the usual replay
the walk we had and everything we did say
the last walk, the plans, the strong will to play

I never thought that memory would turn gray
even so though the will remains strong to this day
and apart from not doing much towards the plan
a restart is pending for me alone to see if I can

P.S. There’s someone I would like you to meet
as last year was not possible to join us in the pit
I would not like it if we all met and felt enstranged
silly thought, I miss you, nothing and all has changed

…since that last walk that day!

Sweet Floyd
31.03.2025

The Last Walk XII – Under the Radar

31 Sunday Mar 2024

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I’ve been there once again
tried to recall all things said
only the path was the same
everything else has changed

I ‘ve been there but nobody knew
I was really trying to start anew
but the memory forced me in a state of bliss
next to my best friend who I dearly miss

Another walk down the memory lane
perhaps is what still keeps me sane
the memory of the last walk in my mind
remains deeper inside than any other kind

I ‘m forcing it all to come to surface
this day is all about going back to our base
the struggle may be obvious indeed
but remembering it all has become a need

It has nothing to do with the last walk
the plan, the action, the point of the talk
it’s been twelve years and I miss you friend
the plan still lives on, it will never end

Sweet Floyd
31.03.2024

The Last Walk XI – Calm as you Are

31 Friday Mar 2023

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Eleven years since then
not going to forget
friends now everywhere
calm as you were

Last walk back in my mind
it took a break for a while
felt like something missing
a busy day’s boring meeting

A very calm yet cold day
it ends with a concert yay
the plan of that day in the past
is still alive and it will last

The promise made long ago
still has a long way to go
a solid well thought idea
that has evolved year by year

I should go now and begin
what the last walk got us in
calm as you were back then
calm as you are now my friend

Sweet Floyd
31.03.2023

Last Walk: X

31 Thursday Mar 2022

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It’s heavy when you realise how much time has passed
things are not getting easier yet this is still a must
we are all part of this and eventually going to turn to dust
the memory deep inside the mind recalls that walk

It’s already a decade since then and it’s still strong
I ‘ve gone through a lot lately but it’s still in there
all the conversations, the plans, of course, the dare
come to think of it, that walk wasn’t after all that long

The music in my head today comes from back then
the immortality of music, the high hopes, the dream
the only thing compromised is indeed my self esteem
but a decade later I ‘m happy to remember that walk, the last walk: ten

Sweet Floyd
31.03.2022

Prevalent Dementia

17 Saturday Jul 2021

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The times have taken me a few years back
when grandpa was alive and everything in luck
he could understand who I was and call my name
often to guide and teach me as I was hard to tame

The work that needed to be done had no pay
the return was everything he did and say
it took me years to actually figure it out
I ‘m not sure however if now he would be proud

The memories eventually will most likely fade away
it’s impossible in fact to carry them with all the way
the memories are kept alive by those left behind
they cannot be kept forever in just one’s mind

for the one at some point will pass away…

Sweet Floyd
06.07.2021

The Last Walk IX: Late

31 Wednesday Mar 2021

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The memory remains inside my mind
a heavy day for the soul to get by
now that the number has turned nine
I was late yet I managed to pass by

The walk we took that day in the afternoon
it will never fade at least not anytime soon
there is progress in what we talked through
however minor which makes me feel blue

With all the things piling up to be done
I wonder if I ‘ll manage or just give up
this doubt wasn’t there during the last walk
but the exact opposite: way up above and more

Sweet Floyd
31.03.2021

The Last Walk VIII: Commemoration

31 Tuesday Mar 2020

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Worldwide crisis, caused by rapidly spreading human virus
I haven’t forgotten though, why am I feeling so righteous?

There’s a bee in the bush in front of me while at the place
in the midst of the ceremony I can’t follow at the priest’s pace

This day, eight years ago, I remember having our very last walk
cannot believe how fast time has passed, how life changed us all

That last walk that we felt so full with what we talked about
still can’t believe how things since then have turned around

And yet a song comes these days into my mind
still wondering though, is it wrong or right,

to publicly share it online?

Sweet Floyd

31.03.2020

Left

27 Monday Feb 2017

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Empty
The place is empty
not the same anymore
just walls and chairs
things left with no soul

Memories
The things bring backmemories
what’s left of them at least
as time goes by they become unclear
except her presence

Missed
Missing her already of course
but she’s gone for this life’s ever
she’s off to a better place
left her smile in my mind for goodbye

Sweet Floyd

27.02.2017

Forget Her

07 Monday Jul 2014

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by the small bench at the park there was sitting a kid
who thought of life as something to give
and wanted to give me a reason to live

it was obvious to the kid that deep inside of me
there was a sadness that made me look older
and wanted to know what I had told her

and I just started talking about her in tears
and as I remembered the words exactly
the kid said “she’s lovely”

and then the words came out of my mouth
I said to her “I love you”
the kid said “No! I love you”

it’s good that she ran away the kid said
because now you are not together
and you know you couldn’t get her
thus it’s easier to forget her

Sweet Floyd

07.07.2014

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