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Thursday, July 24, 2008

Headstrong

I thought, I thought
but apparently not well.
Right is wrong through other eyes,
but I could not tell.

I thought, you thought
but I do not know,
why I thought that you
just might have thought so.


But wish and truth
might mix too tight.
Wrong and right might change
in another's eyes.

But not to wish,
is not to think.
And not to think,
is not to dream
anymore.


He thought, he thought
it was all a fake.
Nothing was true,
A mistake to make.

She thought she thought
he had actually changed
into a different person.
Well then,
who was to blame?




But wish and truth
might mix too tight.
Wrong and right might change
in another's eyes.

But not to wish,
is not to think.
And not to think,
is not to dream
anymore.


I thought, I thought
but I do not know now.
You thought, you thought,
but I just don't know how.

He thought, he thought
what a fool I was.
She thought, she thought,
this is what love does
to the best of us.



But wish and truth
might mix too tight.
Wrong and right might change
in another's eyes.

But not to wish,
is not to think.
And not to think,
is not to dream
anymore.


And not to dream,
is not to love
anymore.

8 comments:

Adam said...

Amazing Bela, amazing! =)

`~Adam~`

Bela said...

Thanks Adam!

Gina said...

When I read this, I heard a techno-dance song. Because of the repition, I guess.

Gina said...

By the way, is the title an intentional reference to "My Heart Will Go On"? (As in, "Far across the distance/and spaces/between us")

Gina said...

I can't believe I spelled repetition incorrectly in my first comment here. Well, you can't do everything right at midnight...

Bela said...

Yeah, I guess spelling and grammar isn't something we all worry about at that time...

Actually, this song is supposed to be slow, kind of bluesy. But I can see where you'd get that idea!

Gina said...

"But wish and truth might mix too tight" sounds like a white-rapper version of Shakespeare. Just saying. On a second reading, it sounds very white-rapper. Sorry. It must be something about the choppy rhyming lines and the rhythm that's off a lot.

Bela said...

That's alright. I didn't write most of it :) My friend wrote this poem and I created a song off of it. That part was his. :)

Haha! You cannot stop me!