Forsaken


Know thine heart, know thine mind
Play your part, play and you will find

That sweet touch
That sweet feeling
I try to clutch, as I cry kneeling

In front of an orchestra
That never plays
I know my ways
This is just a phase

I see, but I can not hear
Something I fear draws near
Oh, how I miss you dear

As the music fade
I will step out of this shade
And what was forsaken
Will once again awaken




Poetry by Peter
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Written on 2006-02-28 at 16:52

Tags Cry  Awaken  Forsaken 

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Teala
This beautiful piece reminds me of the Phanton of the Opera--BRAVO!
2006-03-15


Veld Cooper
Great write, Peter - the orchestra analogy was SO different and creative!
2006-03-03


AngryAngel
Beautiful and .. sad but still there's hope :)
2006-03-01


Zoya Zaidi
Wow! Peter, this was something!
Enjoyed it thoroughly!
(((((hugs))))))
Love, xxx, Zoya
2006-02-28


Malin Johansson
beautiful written :)

this piece was great:

In front of an orchestra
That never plays
I know my ways
This is just a phase

(( hugs to you ))
2006-02-28