Into the Blue Memory

This is a poem not a song... I wrote it like that on purpose, that's because I wanted this poem to sing to you like if it was being sung like an opera, I wanted this to fill your heart with poetry and song...
This was inspired by the song 'Ghost Love Score' by Nightwish


Into the Blue Memory
By: Adam M. Snow

A child will find the way,
in a night, and in a day,
with the moment still,
waking the dreams,
glorious and free,
into the blue memory.

Redeeming childhood,
upon advent dream,
A journey worth telling,
of this soon destiny.

Angels singing broken song,
can't help but sing along.
Open eyes of blinded sorrow,
looking towards the endless morrow.

Who is she, lost and cold,
with tales of truth to be told?
Stories of journey in the blue memory,
of a destined child of light and poverty.

A siren from the deep approached him,
spoke his dreams, his memory,
mend his broken heart,
pressed out like a key,
to reign with love and all victoriously.

Will he find true love,
shining down from above?
Lighting his way,
into the ever darkening day.

Nevermore does he ache,
when he sleep, he's still awake,
longing for true love,
cold and alone he waits,
waiting for that day,
that only love could portray.

Who is he, lost and cold,
with tales of truth to be told?
Stories of journey in the blue memory,
of a destined child of light and poverty.

A siren from the sea approached her,
spoke her dreams, her memory,
mend her broken heart,
free her from her curse,
to reign with love and all victoriously.

Will she find true love,
shining down from above?
Lighting her way,
into the ever darkening day.

The world she forsake,
when she sleep, she's still awake,
longing for her love,
on this dreary night,
waiting for that day,
that only love could portray.

Together they seek,
not self-effacing nor meek,
but the touch of pure love,
to mend their broken heart.

Together they search,
for themselves once lost,
with their vowing dreams the cost,
to find, there is only one,
riding throughout the wind,
being together passed the end,
falling into the arms,
of an angel's joyous charms,
to the sight of lovers birth,
reigning down all over the Earth.

Reviews

[Kim Brooksyn]

I enjoyed reading this, nicely structured. I really liked the line "Together they search for themselves once lost, with their vowing dreams the cost,". I can relate to that. I encourage you to keep going with your poems and any other writing pieces.

[Intern'l Shultzfeather]

study music for awhile.

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Wow very beautiful... Great job. I am impressed.. It flowed