I’ll be just a wish from a whisper.
Nothing to be told, nothing to save.
I’ll be the picture in the forgotten box.
I’ll be free, don’t you know?
No boundaries anymore,
no heart to break every now and then.
Maybe I’ll be the song in someone’s lips, to be heard.
I’d love to be a story people would read,
but I certainly know I’ll be never known.
Is there someone to be known in the end?
I can write myself in endless words,
Who will save my memories,
my most precious hopes?
So, I’m being, this easy, I am.
If I could be a dream one day,
let me please be the muse
for someone to lead.
Tag Archives: memory
The core is safe

painting by T. C. Chiu
Memories are in the box,
thrown in the shadows.
I don’t want them,
I don’t need them.
I’m looking forward
to find me again.
I just need the bridge
a wooden one.
This island of myself
nobody knows.
It’s hard to play cheerful
as I am, but not really.
I love emotions,
fire and wind,
the boredom is a fog
covering my leaves.
I try to protect
what I keep inside,
not letting my life
to drawn my feelings.
So, I keep on going,
day by day,
smiling and mumbling
never the core to be shown.
A man’s story

Little by little
his steps go further
snowflakes are falling
angels are coughing.
Little by little
his eyes are catching
a cat on the roof
a dog barking loud.
Little by little
my sweetie pie
you are going this far
for a chocolate bar?
In the blink of an eye
you got bigger
looking for fishing
in this human ocean.
Every man was a child
every child a baby
don’t forget your bones
from where you belong.
Every woman knows her story
bending the truth is no glory
as she tries a place to stay
has to fight a battle unfair.
So, little by little
your steps go on
never forget
where you come from.
It takes a woman to make a man
don’t you ever forget,
but you really should seek
for a better woman to meet.
Freddy Mercury memory
Live Wembley 1992 George Michael tribute to Freddy Mercury and Queens
Somebody to Love
You’ve found the world Freddy!
We all love you and make the memory of you a real thing.
I’m sure you heard whisperers from Heaven, that’s how you wrote this music.
Now you’re there, and I’m pretty sure you’re making such a big show for everybody!
It’s like time has never passed. Love you.
