Ultimatum

Rain

A storm perplexion brews
In a furious suppresion
As the undertow
Roars
"Release me!
I am not
Your prodigy
Nor a genius
I am, but barely
Myself with you"

But outside

The storm perplex
A trail
Reveals beyond
Old family obligations
"A prodigy?
A genius?
I was never a
part of that!
Let me be
anything but you!"

This was long ago

But when I saw her again
She was sitting in the garden
Like a shadow consumed
By its fragrance
"Caring my little beloved's"
She said..
Talking to
The coming corrosion

Dear

Give up the thoughts
Of becoming something else.
Now that you are here
Imagine only me and you
Running along
On this piece of paper.
Where does the trail end?
How far can you stretch this text
Before it becomes
Something, which is by something
That's accorded to and refined?
Instead
Show me, who you are
To make up your
Own mind.
And let the purpose
Take its course
.

I truly enjoyed this one. I can't imagine what kind of music would suit these lyrics but the mere words did the job for me.

Thanks! This is a song where I stepped out of my comfort zone, in the context of the story told. Yeah, I'm having trouble deciding what music this could fit myself...
I'm still working on it though, I ain't completely satisfied yet....

Eccer,I looked on your list of "Threads Started By"to see if their were any SONGS I hadn't commented on.Your Poetry is SO over my head,I thought a song lyric would be more fair to comment on.This song strikes me as Moody Blues-ish.I could "hear"them singing/playing this.That's how I judge a song lyric:can I hear a group,I'm familiar with,do it.This is a definite:Yes!

Genius in bloom! Keep writing!

Final edit there, thanks guys

Lol, Eccer, what a fine lyricist you are! It is a joy reading this, even when your questions
may rip through the "clothing of the soul"

Thanks again.