All written poetry ,song or audio are protected by copyright law ,all rights are reserved by Author Lynda Ferrer

Trust (Poem and musical)

She was there so was I
the morning bird
that saw you cry
but you denied lied

I trusted your return
questioning  why I never learned
I and the bird alone
slept in a homeless home

Mending my broken heart
the bird never started
to sing the song
 when we were along

She knew my love was true
Id always love you
but I had to hide and lie
because your love died....

LyndaFerrerCR/2014

When the wind blows

(Musical muse)

When the wind blows

It plays a noble tune

drifting out the night breeze 
where poignant hearts bleat

Love is like wind

Gentle at times

can never end

but sometimes dies

Wind may be high

So as may be low

It can be dry

or wet like the snow

Wind can change

Twist and curl

Like when loves over

ends  your world

Love can be strong

like wind in a storm

 Suddenly  may bend

forcing its way to end

©Lynda Ferrer/2014

Memory of Love (Romantic Muse)

 It’s many years that have gone away

The snow has melt on my way

Your memory  has never fade

With your eyes everyday

Wish I’d know how you are

If the dreams you’ve carried far

The ones so pure in crystal token

 saved with love never broken

It’s hard to live without your love

The days are long my world  gone

My face captured in a small vase

The flowers died  were misplaced

When I hear  the words you spoke

I can not speak but I choke

My shadow hides in black skies

Searching love undisguised

You still exist  although not here

Because your love was tender dear

Thou destiny has broken the rule

With heartless bond that was so cruel.

©Author Lynda Ferrer/2014

Beautiful Poem " Dreams "

As I wonder through illusions of time

I am certain that my life is passing by

My dreams are lost in fields of dark

Unreachable hopes lived but not caught

Although I continue my voyage alone

Where no ones there  no where to roam

My dreams still are my illusions

A vision full of  lost confusion

As long as I continue in life

My dreams are the best delight

My fantasy my world of beliefs

The world I invented to visit in my sleep

Without my dreams my life would end

No desires no romance no friends

So I continue traveling on the same road

So my dreams will follow me after I get old

CR/RR/2014 Author Lynda Ferrer

The Bird and the Willow (Poem)

Spread the word
the weeping willow
followed the lonely bird,
thus the bird felt alone
not anyone heard his morning song.

The willow listened through the night
how he sang magic tunes through twilight,
the stars dance the moon so bright
the bird observe no one at sight.

The bird stopped the lonely tune
the willowed mourned under the dark moon
the bird heard and asked him why
because no longer your tune at night.

Deep sorrow the bird confused
created by heart the most beautiful tune
the willow danced under the bright moon
the bird never felt lonely again in the lagoon.
©LF /2012

High and low (musical muse)

Everybody wants to  feel high

Everybody wants to feel high

High in the sky

Like an eagle in flight

No matter what’s the night

Gotta be there alright

In dreams of solitary ambition

To cope with the suspicion

Going high falling low

Gotta get there

Where love goes

Party high party light

Being high makes you  bright

Takes you to fantasy land

Whereas dreams cover the sand

Doesn’t mean drugs will take you there

Power can be in the midnight air

From high to low you’ll learn the flow

As long as love in shadow shows…

By composer Lynda Ferrer /Rightsreserved