Andreas Buchholz
Visit Andreas Buchholz's profile page
Poem "Till May":
- written January 2010
- published January 27, 2010
- viewed 9 times
Other poems by Andreas Buchholz:
»Brother In My Mind«
»Christmas Tree«
»Dream Of You«
»Evening Shadow«
»Eye In The Sky«
»Fish 'n' Chips (Limerick)«
»Hollow Sky«
»Home Town Blues«
»I hate you«
»I'm In The Mood«
»If We Can't Be We«
»Island«
»Limits To Life«
»Love Hurts«
»Love Is In My Head«
»Loving Lullaby«
»Madness Callin'«
»Mongolian Morning«
»No Soul, No Stone«
»Nothing Can't Last«
»Picture Of You«
»Purple Sun«
»Silverbird«
»Songbird With A Broken Wing«
»Soul's Next Stop«
»Sound Of The Organ«
»Summer's Gone«
»Sunday Afternoon«
»Took Her For A Ride«
»Why Skies Are Blue«
»You Won't Hear Me Cry«
»You're My Love«
Visit Andreas Buchholz's profile page
Poem "Till May":
- written January 2010
- published January 27, 2010
- viewed 9 times
Other poems by Andreas Buchholz:
»Till May«
I cannot sleep,
I cry and weep
an ocean deep
and blue.
So cold's the night
moon's just in sight,
shines golden light
on you.
Well, I look up to the stars in the sky,
once you'll get there, but the mountain is high.
Like an eagle, in my dream I can fly,
still I wake up in the bed where I lie.
Why?
Sometimes I fear
although she's near
and oh so dear
to me.
Luck's been unkind,
Love's hard to find
but in my mind
I see.
Well, I look up to the stars in the sky,
once you'll get there, but the mountain is high.
Like an eagle, in my dream I can fly,
still I wake up in the bed where I lie.
Why?
Life's but a fight,
come black or white,
I'll stand upright
today.
Don't mind the pain,
just walk the lane,
I will sustain
till may.
Well, I look up to the stars in the sky,
once you'll get there, but the mountain is high.
Like an eagle, in my dream I can fly,
still I wake up in the bed where I lie.
Why?
I cry and weep
an ocean deep
and blue.
So cold's the night
moon's just in sight,
shines golden light
on you.
Well, I look up to the stars in the sky,
once you'll get there, but the mountain is high.
Like an eagle, in my dream I can fly,
still I wake up in the bed where I lie.
Why?
Sometimes I fear
although she's near
and oh so dear
to me.
Luck's been unkind,
Love's hard to find
but in my mind
I see.
Well, I look up to the stars in the sky,
once you'll get there, but the mountain is high.
Like an eagle, in my dream I can fly,
still I wake up in the bed where I lie.
Why?
Life's but a fight,
come black or white,
I'll stand upright
today.
Don't mind the pain,
just walk the lane,
I will sustain
till may.
Well, I look up to the stars in the sky,
once you'll get there, but the mountain is high.
Like an eagle, in my dream I can fly,
still I wake up in the bed where I lie.
Why?
The © Copyright to this poem is owned by the author. Edited by writerslounge.net under courtesy of the author.
Rate this poem
Tell us how you liked this poem. Move your mouse pointer over the stars and select the number of stars you want to rate the poem with.
