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Day by day, the process goes,
What's in store, nobody knows.
Yet the naive idiot
Doesn't go along the crowd, he flies in clouds.
People walk upon the ground;
His ways, they cannot understand.
The wise ones slumber under mound,
The rest just act outlandishly grand!
Day by day, the process goes,
Rain poureth down, pop music beams.
Yet the naive idiot
Walks not with crowds, but choices gleams.
For mere coins, people perish in strife,
His ways, they cannot understand.
The wise one often alone in life,
The rest just act outlandishly grand!
Day by day, the process goes,
Sorrows grow and eyes crying.
Our ill-fated idiot,
He lies low, no longer flying.
Some will say "He's doomed to be!"
They simply cannot understand.
Who has faith will saved be,
The rest just act outlandishly grand!
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Day by day, the process goes,
What's in store, nobody knows.
Yet the naive idiot
Doesn't go along the crowd, he flies in clouds.
People walk upon the ground;
His ways, they cannot understand.
The wise ones slumber under mound,
The rest just act outlandishly grand!
Day by day, the process goes,
Rain poureth down, pop music beams.
Yet the naive idiot
Walks not with crowds, but choices gleams.
For mere coins, people perish in strife,
His ways, they cannot understand.
The wise one often alone in life,
The rest just act outlandishly grand!
Day by day, the process goes,
Sorrows grow and eyes crying.
Our ill-fated idiot,
He lies low, no longer flying.
Some will say "He's doomed to be!"
They simply cannot understand.
Who has faith will saved be,
The rest just act outlandishly grand!
I sincerely don't know what it is. Found it in notes for August 2023. Tried to find something in the internet, but no use, so maybe it's my poem, but I think I heard this as a song somewhere and it's just a translation. So let it be UNKNOWN.
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It doesn't matter where it's from, the important thing is that you wrote it
Awww thank you. It does matter for me though, but I'm glad both my paths in poetry are appreciated, Wertyda^•^
I have notepads that I write things down in, mostly for work. Sometimes I go through them and think "WTF did I write and why did I write it"
Hahahaha. Exactly!! I had many questions to this one, and still do. I don't even know when it was written, because around this time I got new phone, so I think if it's from my old one, or I wrote it on this already xD
Pretty deep stuff, I kinda relate to being the one with his head up in the clouds. Just kinda going along and wondering about why everyone else does what they do.
Lovely work!
Lovely work!
Well, I hope and pray you won't end up lying but instead will reach the stars^^
And thank you so much, Ryuji!!!^•^
And thank you so much, Ryuji!!!^•^
Heh, I like this irony. Basically a satire of how society works, with people "straving for mere coins", and only the "idiot" being actually the one that dares to stand out from the current and devote his life to his cloudy dreams (if I understand it well).
"outlandishly grand" seems an interesting synonym for the daily crowd's routine. As if supposing a kind of strange abnormality in these very daily behaviours...
And really, that's strange how unfamiliar may seem sometimes a thing we have written a year or even a while ago. Sometimes we become a version of ourselves that exist only in a specific flitting moment, and when this moment passes, we cannot understand again our past actions or didn't remember them at all : )
"outlandishly grand" seems an interesting synonym for the daily crowd's routine. As if supposing a kind of strange abnormality in these very daily behaviours...
And really, that's strange how unfamiliar may seem sometimes a thing we have written a year or even a while ago. Sometimes we become a version of ourselves that exist only in a specific flitting moment, and when this moment passes, we cannot understand again our past actions or didn't remember them at all : )
Yes! It's so true! I still in doubts if it was some song or it was my own creativity and thinking, and it was less than one year ago.
And I agree, very interesting irony about all this stuff around us all this time. I actually doubt I'd make it on my own, I'm not talented and not creative enough for it xD
And I agree, very interesting irony about all this stuff around us all this time. I actually doubt I'd make it on my own, I'm not talented and not creative enough for it xD
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