Une Belle Vie
Down the road people are runnin' and plannin' while the day is turning night..Sad is the thought that some don't realize life is passin' by as they are tryin' to think right
Waitin' for love and lust to come in their way
..Someday maybe they'll realize that they haven't seen the truth of today
People pretend to be in love whilst walkin' hand in hand
..But deep down within they hear a cry they never understand
Fightin' and hurtin' are what relations seem to be defined in the heart
..For in the existence of minds true love never seems to start
Money unfolds itself as a sin from livin' to dyin'
..Hope is all I have for people who don't fall into traps and refrain from lyin'
I write through the night and sing through the day
..Wonderful is the feelin' that my mind won't fade and always stay
Feelings and friendships are molded into clay
..And I hope waters never wash them away
Everyone tries to hide their secrets which they preserve
..Little to they know one gets what one will deserve
As I walk into the room with my feet on the sand
..I try to reach out to reach out for her hand
Turnin' away sadly always creates sorrow
..Realize that things might not just be the same tomorrow
Don't have anything defined to abide
..There's never gonna be any worry for I'll always be by her side
When times get hard and sadness overlays itself on life
..Her smile brings me out of all my strife
Ray Gonsalves
Poetry by Ray Gonsalves
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Written on 2009-03-30 at 19:18
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