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Leah Ayliffe Poems
To wander in the distance, over a petal of a rose In deep thought of what has been Or what has not Drifting in an ocean that hugs earths’ surface for eternity
Creatures of the Sky
as the bird soars and i stare i wonder how earth and sky can be so different seperate from one another
A Battle for Dreams
She walked upon the hills of grass Unaware of her fragility Brave or naïve; she walks unarmed through the night
The mundane talk around me makes me want to die I cry tears of crystal, clear and majestic Sparkling in the moonlight I can't handle staying here in this mediocre world when I'm soaring past the stars in my heart
Beside the clouds I can clearly see I'm not flying away, but towards a truer me Sunshine in the dirt, life in the rain Yesterday stores away a far off distant pain
Vegas, notorious as the city of sin, My sweet city of paradise, Where all can play in sinful delight. Towering hotels and painted palm trees
When I Speak of Love
When I speak of love I go back to when we were kids It was in those times Where I let me heart live
Beauty of a Bird Cage
When dreams are like sunlight in the fields at spring, Wandering down the open road on a strangers bicycle.
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my biggest secret, and saddest song,
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In your office and fancy business suit You flash a smile that I hardly knew It carried an air of emptiness And yet you promised dear lord it was true
Under the Sun & Moon on English Bay
When I dream at night, I see stars of youthful times. Hello golden gates, On a cloud world paved to heaven.
Lost in Autumn
You went missing in the autumn where were you hiding? I loved to call you for you to come running
It Breaks My Soul (lyrics)
In the morning It's so cold In the morning We whisper hello
Let Me Fly Away (lyrics)
I dream in silver Like old hollywood screens I'm as nice as I am mean A beauty icing your soul
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To wander in the distance, over a petal of a rose
In deep thought of what has been
Or what has not
Drifting in an ocean that hugs earths’ surface for eternity
The mind of the heart, the heart that has bled
The colour of the moon and stars
What was holy is not sacred or valued now
Untamed and wild, the nature of the seed that grows
The weeds of dandelions reach for the sun
And cry in the night
Swaying with the wind that blows furiously
Rocking back and forth like a cradle
Whispers of a dream which echoes in the breeze
But the silence leaves the air ...