Dreams

Said to be, an expression of suppressed desire

Sigmund, was like a bird on a wire

An interpretation is soon to  follow

Makes you worry, like the other fellow

You may be asleep, or wide awake

It could be a goal, or a game the mind makes

Though it may soon come true

The real meaning is up to you

Now, since you can never prevent it

You  might as well remember, every bit

Then  as you wake and say,  it was only a dream

Pinch yourself until you scream

The dream you have is there to inspire

So live your life and walk the wire

To do, as your heart desire

Peter Hill

 

 

 

 

Childhood Memories

May be the fondest, or the worst

Can be a blessing, or a curse

It can mold you, or fold you

And change your point of view

People, places, and events

Joy, pain, and fulfillments

Regardless of what it meant,

It was all worth the time you spent.

For good or bad it might have been

It will forever be cherished and seen

As life goes on, you will always remember

Childhood memories last forever

Peter Hill

 

 

 

 

 

Loss

They say death is the greatest adventure

The end in which no one wants to venture

We  live and know it’s not forever

Our lives, spent hoping to stay for longer

But if one of those we love goes and leave us for good

The sorrow it brings is never understood

Life is such that our time is never certain

We try our best to make the memories before we close the curtain

There is no other recourse  but to move on

And remember the good times when it was fun

We don’t want anyone to feel the sadness

Just a reminder to enjoy the moments of wellness

Love who you love, and those who love you

So you won’t regret or lose time to do

May there be peace as they are put to rest

Let there be comfort to the ones that are left

You will forever be in our hearts

Always remembered even if it hurts

Peter Hill

 

 

For Far Too Long

All the years just passed me like the sunset

I watch the days as they inch away

As it slowly disappears , I can no longer lose sight

I have to be with you every day and night.

I’m counting all the seconds, as they are never wasted

It is the only thing I’m sure I’ve ever wanted

For far too long.

For far too long, the only love I’ve known

For far too long, the only love I’ve known.

The uncertainty is killing me, anticipating how it will be

What choice have I got, but to be sure every day’s the last.

I wish for this song to go on and on

But it’s taking time away from us being alone.

I will do all I can to make the days slower

I’m buying the next ten years and hopefully over.

The past years were so wonderful

The coming ones, better, I’m hopeful.

This was all I wanted from the start

For far too long, we shall never part.

For far too long, the only love I’ve known

For far too long, the only love I’ve known.

Happy Anniversary !!! my lovely.

Peter Hill

 

 

Back to Writing Songs

 

Been writing about so many other things.

I’ve almost forgotten how it was to sing.

My mind has been totally out of line.

It’s probably a phase, I’ll be just fine.

Now I’m back to writing more songs.

This I feel is where I belong.

It”s hard for me to find my rhythm.

Songs about love will be among them.

I try, and try to no avail.

This again is where I would fail.

I need your help for some inspiration.

Tell me, what it is that gives you motivation.

It may not be the best I fear

But it will  always be yours, my love, my dear.

Peter Hill

 

 

 

Hate

A blinding state of being.

Creator of the worst mistakes like killing.

Belief of the wrong following.

Destroyer of a joyful living.

Is there no other recourse?

Is there no relief from another source?

If we keep on giving in.

And continue to commit this great sin.

No peace would come to us, and this world we’re living in.

Even as we fight for what we believe.

There are other ways that we can achieve.

So may we choose to stop the hate.

And together, change our fate.

Peter Hill

 

Unconditional

No, only if’s.

No, but’s or maybe’s

No, eye for an eye.

Only then and when the time comes, do not work.

This is… Unconditional.

No, its not so bad.

No, it makes me sad.

No, only because.

It’s the right thing to do, is not a reason to.

I settled, is not able’d.

This is… Unconditional.

No, why don’t you’s.

No, nothing else’s.

No, do anything.

No, give everything.

All the fortune and fame, will be put to shame.

No promise is quite the same.

It’s not magical, just, unconditional.

True Love is… Unconditional.

Peter Hill

 

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Choices

Most of the time it is not available.

Somewhere in time you have made one that was viable.

Bad ones were made and they were horrible.

Too many, were inconceivable.

It is what has to be done, even if it is the wrong one.

It is what you have to live with, even if it is all gone.

Soon  another will come.

To take it for granted  is a mistake like none.

Still you do not have it.

But yet, have to make it.

Peter Hill