quinta-feira, 8 de janeiro de 2009

Just To Know How You Feel

(For someone lost in time)

I'm making a pass at you
But it may be a wrong one
(A wholesome blunder, God only knows...
We may look as)
Birds of a same feather
Whose apparent similarities
Never really struck together...

(For Jimi Hendrix)

Oh la la...
I lived through hard times
No lovers, no dimes
Rightly when I wrote my best rhymes
Life, Mon Ami, does always shine
Dark Spots or Broad Daylight
Do not essentialy commit crimes
These - and those - are, were
And will be: the best times...
In Our Lives...



[Do keep that in mind...
And be
ExPeRiEnCeD....
Oh.]

2 comentários:

Jefferson disse...

Who'd expect such a theme for a post?

Jimi and his experience seems so far now...

Or am I being plain silly, my friend?

Fernando Pimenta disse...

Jimi is one of the subjects, only. Do not confer more importance to one subject than another.

The first one is dedicated directly from the bottom of my heart to a person who perhaps may never get to read this. Due to divers reasons, she wouldn't perchance identify it as written in her homage, even though she got to read it, which is downright improbable.

So far so nigh, mon ami. Nothing is as it seems, I bet you should know it by now, oughtn't you?

Peruse your mind, and answers will come out. Oh, they will. As many ripostes as questions.

Your mind sings daily to yourself: Ask me, ask me, ask me...