Gareth Simpson (17/12/82 / brighton uk)
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Let Me
>let me live on my feet
let my head be held high
let me stand all the heat
and not to ask why
let it be
let live and let lie
live this one life like it was meant in the sky
many a wise man from his book he has read
the words of another that ring in his head
many a man has lost his soul to the wind
many a man more perfect has sinned
let me dance to the beat
let my joy be high
let me to greet
and not to be shy
let it be
let sleeping dogs lie
leave heaven on earth for me to try
the past falls away at the face of the clock
as the sand washes off the edge of the rock
time as it stands is washed away in the sand
or is it dwelling inside of your head
if you dont know its in the palm of your hands
you might already be dead
let me to keep
let my hatred to die
let me to beat
the feelings that cry
let it be
let me not to rely
on the thoughts of a man who lives in the sky
let it be....
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Who lives in the sky is really unreliable. good write. I like it.
Wonderful poem Garreth, a much deserved poem for poem of the day. I especially enjoyed the nice easy flow. I look forward to reading more of your work.
Well done Garreth, a nature voice!
Because its a work of heart it brilliantly qualifies as a work of art. Your phrase past falls off the face of the clock, reminded me of Salvador Dalis paintings.
enjoyed this one..very nice flow..fabulous. :)
like your use of words and rhythm :)
well it is a very beautiful poem, i felt all the things you wrote cause these are somethings we think about often but we cant put them in words, its very beautiful and inspirational :)
I love everything about it because it is written with your heart, every feeling so beautifully expressed with such fantastic flow, it leaves me in a place where I, let me! beautiful write Gareth.
Thanks juan, you are the man. I agree with what you are saying but I don't consider myself a poet more a lyrics man, that is why I don't follow all the rules, oh and poetry's bloody complicated lo
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I dont see the point in this (the past falls away at the face of the clock
as the sand washes off the edge of the rock
time as it stands is washed away in the sand
or is it dwelling inside of your head
if you dont know its in the palm of your hands
you might already be dead And this many a wise man from his book he has read
the words of another that ring in his head
many a man has lost his soul to the wind
many a man more perfect has sinned) Being in the poem it does not go with the other parts of the poem and throws the rythom off. Also you should put withstand the heat not stand the heat, if you put stand the heat it doesnt really make that much sense. Everything else i thought was fine and i like the rythm of the poem when i skip the two big sections,