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Genevieve Pilat Poems
Blinded by the Dark
Through the dark we fear the worst We want the world so bright We shroud our minds with foolish thoughts And are blinded by the light.
Beyond the darken shadows Of a cold abandon alley Lurks the masterpieces kept in time The city's homemade gallery.
This world we live is in a dreadful state Attacking one another with words filled with hate Only to belittle and destroy a person's soul And build up false confidence to make us feel whole.
A wedding day for the bride Is a time of treasured bliss A thing she dreamed of as a girl Nothing would be better than this.
Broken mirror with glass all shattered Knowing it would never matter Losing your own reflection From life's true rejection.
Mixed in the breeze of April dusk winds Floating high above A sweetened melody seeps in all around It must be a saxophone love.
Let the Rain
Sitting in my darkest hours Bruised and scorned with pain I only stop in my tracks And pray for it to rain.
I flew around as Superman A comic idol I have become Praised by ages both the young and old A celebrity that I now was.
To Emily these words are for you Whenever your spark drops quite low When all that you think is at the end Here are some things you need to know.
Many years have past on us In which we stand today A sad departure we must take Wishing for another way.
Bonnie and Clyde
Their love was like Bonnie and Clyde Two lovers whose hearts were mad For one another they could never depart It was all they ever had.
Bohemian Rhapsody Bus
How strange it is when words unique Combined with music so catching and deep Create those memories you will forever keep They are those moments you seek.
The perfect child she has become A mask to show the world She smiles and seems to everyone The perfect and happy girl.
To the grand Puppet Master, the so-called leader Who holds power above our heads Who controls our every moves and every thoughts Through your deceitful and cunny threads.
Comments about Genevieve Pilat
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
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Blinded by the Dark
Through the dark we fear the worst
We want the world so bright
We shroud our minds with foolish thoughts
And are blinded by the light.
Through the light the world is grand
What we want is ours to take
Our lives are what we want it to be
Even if it all is fake.
Within the dark there are the fears
That ache in one's own soul
The fear of death, the fear of hate
The fear we won't be whole.
And darkness brings the honest truth
Some bitter by the taste
We ask who wants to suffer from truth
When a lie's too good to waste.
The light ...