I've been fond of writing of love lately
and this is one of my sweet cliches.
It's a poem, but it's also kind of a song,
only without a melody (at least not yet).
I hope it will be enjoyed...
for I would like to think it true and put it in a frame
I don't believe in fairytales, cause it has not been seen,
a happy ending at my door and all that could have been
But though I don't believe it, I would take a different view,
if only he would call me up and say he likes me to
I would believe so easily if only given prove
But still it's not around to see or smell or ever more,
I see no thing, but clear decides and truths I can't ignore
I don't believe in lullabies, but daydreams seems so true,
my childish wonders makes me look past every sky, so blue
But though I don't believe it, I would take a different view,
if only he would call me up and say he likes me to
I would believe so easily if only given prove
And though it seems so far away, the answer does exist,
if only in a poets mind as secret as her list
A list of all the fairytales she'd like to think is true,
she should believe in fairytales, cause she is in one too
Poetry by Karoline
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Written on 2006-07-26 at 18:11
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and this is one of my sweet cliches.
It's a poem, but it's also kind of a song,
only without a melody (at least not yet).
I hope it will be enjoyed...
A non-believers lullaby
I don't believe in lullabies and who am I to blame,for I would like to think it true and put it in a frame
I don't believe in fairytales, cause it has not been seen,
a happy ending at my door and all that could have been
But though I don't believe it, I would take a different view,
if only he would call me up and say he likes me to
I would believe so easily if only given prove
But still it's not around to see or smell or ever more,
I see no thing, but clear decides and truths I can't ignore
I don't believe in lullabies, but daydreams seems so true,
my childish wonders makes me look past every sky, so blue
But though I don't believe it, I would take a different view,
if only he would call me up and say he likes me to
I would believe so easily if only given prove
And though it seems so far away, the answer does exist,
if only in a poets mind as secret as her list
A list of all the fairytales she'd like to think is true,
she should believe in fairytales, cause she is in one too
Poetry by Karoline
Read 640 times
Written on 2006-07-26 at 18:11
Tags Lullaby Believes Love
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