I am walking on the dreamy street
Watching the dreamy buskers
Singing and playing their lutes
Their eyes looked at me, dreamy
There was a french fiddler
He had a handsome face, so charming
His eyes were green and full of dreams
His music soften my heart, enchanting
There was a group of people
Playing old folk song
With their guitar and accordion
They filled the night with love
I once dreamt to be a busker
I wanted to be one of them
I'll live and laugh with them
And stand together forever
-ToM KiDDo
10 comments:
i can't seems to recall buskers have the ability to live forever. hahaha.
in that i would like to be a busker.
anyway, a really beautiful poem, i like it alot.
even a busker takes pride in their works.
i once fell in love with a busker..
it's a male(i mean i love his performance..hahaha)
they are so charming..
you can be a very good one
cos you are a talented guitarist..
hehehe :D
thx for loving my poem :)
no way man!
i knw im talented, but i hv a better job to do. =p
nani wa busker?? busker is what?
busker means street performers..
such as magicians, puppeteers, musicians, fortune-teller etc...
in other words, beggars. hahaha. XD
no way, beggars are too low class..
buskers rock!!!
Not really beggers. Street performers perform because of many reasons, and well begging can be one of 'em. but mostly because they want to show off their talents. :)
street performance is a platform or we should put it as a short cut to stardom!
yea, i agree!!!
paul simon and art garfunkel
are famous buskers..
now they're popular folk singer..
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