rosebud

Gedicht zum Thema Abschied

von  DanceWith1Life

At the train stop,
train moving in a circle,
there's somebody's voice
whispering a song.
You feel like You've been here before,
watch out, it's an ongoing train.


Dream-bud like a rosebud,
just like citizen Cane,
I will whisper of something
I could not leave behind
and hold onto in vain.
When the Good bye has touched me
again and again.

Just like on the surface of a river
many a  pictures I've seen passing by.
Bright suns and mighty clouds
silver moon on an bright stars night.
Houses built, and houses forgotten.
The play of children
and the one we call adult.
The river kept on moving.
Nowhere have I seen a halt.

Sometimes like a deeper Knowledge
knocking from inside my heart.
I have heard the rivers running
time is limited, one day did start
one it will like all the other rivers do
meet the ocean, no more river
no more morning dew.

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(15.01.08)
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