Dreaming of Silver Roses

Poetic thoughts from a tv show to remain nameless…
Category: Writing and Poetry

They say art imitates life. Sometimes what I watch feeds me. Sometimes it sympathizes like friends. Sometimes it acts like a mirror or photograph. Great art speaks.

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Pull me out and remind me who I am

You know you have always held my heart

Let’s hear stories about yesterdays

Prophesy about tomorrows to come

You remember and you hope

I have been down a long time now

Though it’s only in my own mind

Seems so fleeting to the rest of the world

It’s amazing what stops the hands of time

Just for a while

Tell me how I was so funny then

Tell me how I came to the rescue

Remind me that I had a passion wild

Remind me of the love spent in time spent

Remind me again

When you see me do you love me still

Not the yesterday me or tomorrows

Can you say that in the dark and in the pain

There will be a place you will stand beside me

Even when we’re hurting

You’re the only one I know who can tell me this

He is greatest but I want denim and skin too

So many times you’ve been His hands and feet to me

You remind me of the Truth

I’ve lost the plot again

Don’t preach about how He has to be all

If He’s all let Him use you

Don’t hear my words read between the lines

Fight me when I fight you

I have always been a fighter

Remind me that there are victories we’ve never seen

Tell me that we’re still back to back

Make me laugh, find the joy again

I don’t want to be alone, but I can’t find the way back home

Tell me who I am

If Love conquerors all.

Tell me love conquerors all.

Tell me love still bears all.

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