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03/17 2007
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In a Bar
Ever tried to read a story with your eyes closed?
Ever tried to taste the spices in conversations…
Ever found sense in nonsense?
Lingering thoughts that go astray,
And was discovered to go somewhere,
A serendipity of dreaming,
Lines of thoughts stream,
Like the cloud on the windshield this afternoon,
During a trip unplanned,
And ended up in a bar,
All alone with nothing,
But table napkins,
In an isolated table,
And conversations,
Hundreds on tables,
Seem to dissolve,
And conversations,
Millions in the mind,
Seem to come alive…
How notorious could wisdom be,
When it hits you,
As you dream with your eyes open,
And as sense comes in,
There goes the cloud,
As just the cloud you found a similarity too…
Ever sang?
With your drink,
Your only listener,
Quiet,
Without applause,
Was is better than criticism?
Best drank than pondered???
And through the drive home,
The world was ignored,
As all that is seen is the bed,
In a few moments,
Dreams will continue,
Beautiful dreams,
As beautiful as the city at night,
Ever tried to taste the spices in conversations…
Ever found sense in nonsense?
Lingering thoughts that go astray,
And was discovered to go somewhere,
A serendipity of dreaming,
Lines of thoughts stream,
Like the cloud on the windshield this afternoon,
During a trip unplanned,
And ended up in a bar,
All alone with nothing,
But table napkins,
In an isolated table,
And conversations,
Hundreds on tables,
Seem to dissolve,
And conversations,
Millions in the mind,
Seem to come alive…
How notorious could wisdom be,
When it hits you,
As you dream with your eyes open,
And as sense comes in,
There goes the cloud,
As just the cloud you found a similarity too…
Ever sang?
With your drink,
Your only listener,
Quiet,
Without applause,
Was is better than criticism?
Best drank than pondered???
And through the drive home,
The world was ignored,
As all that is seen is the bed,
In a few moments,
Dreams will continue,
Beautiful dreams,
As beautiful as the city at night,
Please Login to post comments| On March 17th 2007 chickenbroth Said: |
| I like this, I had to read it a couple times to make true sense of it but when I did the message was truly beautiful. Good job! |
