Into Darkness

[Muratus del Mur]

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[i]Ride, ride with me my friend
Through wind and dust we'll never bend
Ride, ride with me my friend
Till time will come to meet our end


Ride with me, forget the past
Dream with me, you are the last
Spread your wings you're more than that
Ride with me, ride really fast


Spread your wings move on, don't stay
Roads are not enough today
Spread your wings, fly far away
No one's there to hear your pray


Fly with me, fly high don't stop
No one cares from where we drop
Run with me, we are just one
Dream with me, for real is done
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Mur
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This one has a special touch, i can name at least 3 things it COULD refer to, yet there is no proof in the text itself that it refers to any of it. Just live it, don't judge it or assume you know what it is about..

Edited August 28, 2010 by Muratus del Mur

[Nimrodel]

Sounds like a song..

Reminds me of spiderman..

Edited August 28, 2010 by Esmerelda

[apophys]

Very pretty poem.

I get a vision of a praying mantis pair flying at dusk.

[Muratus del Mur]

would be interesting for me to know what you imagine of it when you read it. thnx

[Kyphis the Bard]

This one is my favourite of your work so far

I think this line doesn't quite fit, though:
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Ride with me, ride really fast
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It makes me think of a scene in one of my writings in which a group of riders is trying to outrun a wave of death and reach sanctuary.

[adiomino]

I like it x) I was imagining a Man and his lady taking off on a pegasus through the night sky

[Shadowseeker]

Death, Freedom, Loneliness, Friendship, searching for something, attempting to forget.

A mixture of something I wrote above is what I'd think of.

[Sephirah Caelum]

Reading it makes me remember the relationship between teacher and student.

[The Great Wanderer]

The beauty of a poem is often just within itself not always what it means. Free-verse poems are more for their meaning because it does not flow together like ones with a ryhme scheme. That I why I like reading this poem aloud, it breaths life just as we do. I imagine the wind iviting me to its universe, to see, feel, and dream as it does. The wind calls to us, to know its power, there is no end to where it can go... there is not limit to how high it can fly.

[awiiya]

A kid riding in a red wagon, going too fast.

Awi

Edited August 29, 2010 by awiiya

[(Zl-eye-f)-nea]

Reminds me of something referred to as "the monkey on your back". He's whatever you see him as good or bad, but this is the sort of thing he'd say one way or the other.

Z

[phantasm]

reminds me of riding my motorcycle on the weekend after working like a dog all week in the heat

[Muratus del Mur]

well, ignoring all other possible meanings *cough* the one that inspires me most purity is the relation between man and his horse. The horse doesnt need to have wings to feel he has them... and appreciate the feeling ignore the words, they are just carriers.

of course, replace horse with byke and it gets more sense on the "where we drop" part, since a horse will not hit a wall but a motorsycle will if you ride it driven by such feelings.

Edited August 29, 2010 by Muratus del Mur

[Grido]

If man were meant to fly we would be born with wings,

So we build ourselves wings to defy gravity and nature itself.


Personally i prefer the sensation of falling, rather than flying, but there is the slight issue of the ground at the end of it, so some flying or gliding has to occur for me to live to do it again.