Tag: creativity

Composition

.Reading time 1 minute.
Staying up all night writing rhymes
Just get a damn job
But I’ve got inspired
And I would only rob
Future generations of all their freedom
I know this is good but will anyone see them
To be Amadeus out on the line
I’ve got to get it down like the thousandth time
As it rattles in my head like an old guitar
I scribble my life down at the bar
As the summer is storming and the winter is cold
And I’ve got global warming to face as I grow old 
And we’re all just sheets of paper from the end
But we’ve got our lives left to pretend
That we’re not these vessels and we can’t contain 
An ocean’s worth of indefatigable pain
As I see in you what I feel in me
We’ve both got our roots in Eternity

Forget Me Nots

.Reading time 1 minute.
Drinking a whiskey before going to bed 
Just so I can say it’s gone to my head
Dancing around to make a lock pop
I am in my thirties but kinda I’m not
And I miss her something awful but it sets the scene
How to be lost in someone else’s dream
And Stephen is sweet and Stephen is nice
And I kinda made that guy look twice
At all of the light that shines a resound
He is the life of me on the ground
And I know it’s discreet and delicate fine
But could you remember a time you’re not mine
Coz I’m awesome and lovely
Beautiful and deep
And I think of the places
You might like to sleep
Or rest your head
For a moment of two
I had a wish
Darling, it was you

Boomerang

.Reading time 1 minute.
It’s slowly fading away
The voice I grew to stand up and say
Stop, you can’t do that
But it’s a boomerang and it hit me back
As I laid out my ammunition
To absolve me from my condition
But the weather rained bullets from the sky
And I realized I’m afraid to die
To stand out in the water
Like the lowly daughter
Of the Son
But now and then all things are One
And I zing with zest
Living my life being the best
Of all I can be
Why do nobody see
But that is not my claim
To lay upon my name
A steady sigh
Can I look fate in the eye
And accept the cards have been dealt
And that the scar from the welt
Will grow into a beautiful prize
A mark of forever in my own eyes

The Magic

.Reading time 1 minute.

ancient_lullaby_by_adamscythe-d9w9tjv

You hear that sound tapping in your head once again
You feel the fire burning, you rustle out a pen
Everything else fades away, you have to get this done
Your artwork down on canvas, your paintbrush weighs a ton
The hammer bangs down, a nail slots into place
You see it coming together, you’re staring into space
The key turns in the engine, the beast begins to roar
But then it chucks and stops, it needs a little more
The rhythm pulls you in, now you can feel the flow
It travels through your fingertips, its sound is soft like snow
You feel the power in your feet, you run with all your might
Eyes fixated, your target is now in sight

Photo Credit: http://www.deviantart.com/art/Ancient-Lullaby-598401499