Strider
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Dreams
Memories within memories
Sweetest things awaits inside
Improbable occurences aside
None could deny their attraction
Memories within memories
Forgotten ignored reality
Dwelling among incredulity
They don't exist in slumber
Memories
Words thought up yesterday
Those that never reached beyond me
Or maybe soon to be forgotten
Hidden forever somewhere
Just a little take of mine
Not written to shabbily
Perhaps even to be proud about
They will never reach you
Time induces insignificance
Of a certain words lost today
Maybe one day recall I may
Words thought up yesterday
Tropical Snow
Eyes, awaken slightly on the darkest night
silence shaterred by the penetrating cold
above, the darkened clouds decorate those skies
among them, showers of snowflakes ensues
Slowly they fall with a subtle gentleness
descending gracefully towards the silent earth
Where beneath the greens wait patiently
Till it's all encrusted in the purest white
Upon this peculiar sight the pupils dilate
thunderclouds followed not by thunder nor rain
the invigorating flakes of ice fall instead
where from those frigid air, warmth radiates
Dreams
Memories within memories
Sweetest things awaits inside
Improbable occurences aside
None could deny their attraction
Memories within memories
Forgotten ignored reality
Dwelling among incredulity
They don't exist in slumber
Memories
Words thought up yesterday
Those that never reached beyond me
Or maybe soon to be forgotten
Hidden forever somewhere
Just a little take of mine
Not written to shabbily
Perhaps even to be proud about
They will never reach you
Time induces insignificance
Of a certain words lost today
Maybe one day recall I may
Words thought up yesterday
Tropical Snow
Eyes, awaken slightly on the darkest night
silence shaterred by the penetrating cold
above, the darkened clouds decorate those skies
among them, showers of snowflakes ensues
Slowly they fall with a subtle gentleness
descending gracefully towards the silent earth
Where beneath the greens wait patiently
Till it's all encrusted in the purest white
Upon this peculiar sight the pupils dilate
thunderclouds followed not by thunder nor rain
the invigorating flakes of ice fall instead
where from those frigid air, warmth radiates