Childhood/Adolecent

by Ares   May 21, 2008


Rock & roll died when Bonham passed away,
people in sorrow - the sky has turned to gray,
because rock & roll died when Bonham passed away.

I keep on dreaming that some day he's back again,
with the drum roll sound that is never going to end,
and I wish to see him - so he can call me his friend.

when the drum rolls end nothing is gonna change,
with the beating of tunes - see me at a short range,
because rock & roll died when Bonham passed away.

but the Page keeps rolling and the Plant starts singing,
a lonely tune that made us come back for more.
then John Paul Jones made me cry by playing once more.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Gabba Gabba Hey

    This is a nice little tercet, not quite so astounding, but still particularly good..not my favorite, but I can't say it's bad. Good job nonetheless :P !

  • 17 years ago

    by Goodbye

    I keep on dreaming that some day he's back again,
    with the drum roll sound that is never going to end,
    and I wish to see him - so he can call me his friend.
    => I wish you get your dream come true... even in your night dreams. :)

    I see Bonham made you quite a good impression, huh? It's cool there is someone who you really look up to...

    But I believe more every-day-life's-Bonhams than just artists I don't really know.. :) Every man in his own way. :)

    Nice poem! :D

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