Non Born Songs

  Free will Poppins Wait for the wind Mary N´ the wind will tell you If you will come or if you will go To cross the next corner Wait for the wind Mary N´ you will see The table, the adversary N´ a game to play Wait for the wind Mary Wait Mary, wait N´ you will fly Wait Mary, wait Don´t give up It promised it´s coming And it wants to take you It will catch you up in wherever For those who were For those who were not N´ when all was over It bears Mary, John, Jane In obvious flights Wait so Open your umbrella Open your heart Don´t be a football rolling Either a roly-poly toy Wait for the wind Mary Even if it is a hurricane Copyright © 2021 Isiely Ayres [All rights reserved.]

  Shall Pass I delighted myself with the landscape But it already passed by Night fell and the sun Doesn't even think about Coming back tomorrow A sorrow prayer Makes the world shudder But each own Have their own little prayer to do I had a nightmare Of a darken storm, but the day arose and the Pandora's box has been open Insi[ght]de  there There were halves of Of sadness and joys My days, my temps And letters about what has gone Copyright © 2021 Isiely Ayres [All rights reserved.]

  To Have I have the night and the day The day is wonderful The night last longer If I feel afraid I have the sun and the moon The moon inspires me The sun burns and blinds me Halting me I have a conflict That makes me have doubt Between the battle and the inertia When the blindness doesn´t let my soul fly And my mouth doesn´t feel The taste of results I get lost When I seek a “dream” And I listen to my heart shouting That I should go further And I forget to thank When I see the difference between What I have and What I would like to... So, I push myself to achievement – Go there and get it! – Copyright © 2021 Isiely Ayres [All rights reserved.] #disruptiveilluminations

  Drama Queen I feel good... The noise has gone I do not have any more such variety Of options to choose me I can look at what I want to see And eat what I really would like to eat Now that I'm left with the silence of my room And an annoying dog   barking outside While I keep trying to understand Facing the mirror feeling like I am garbage I am so close and so far away I remember a lot It looks more than I lived I am always on the same page I am pure illusion insi[ght]de your soul There is a mirror at the end of the hall And not a light at the end of the tunnel In case you see something shining It's the ember of my cigarette in the dark I want to be everything I just don´t wanna be The "Drama Queen" hard to understand Oops, I did it again… Copyright © 2021 Isiely Ayres [All rights reserved.] #disruptiveilluminations

  Now and the Birds In these times of few romantics and poets The chords are getting hurt Are charged of sins and guilts and so resonant they are not like before light wings which made me fly To think about my childhood Or a love I tough I had Now, not now It looks like Even the birds want to see me by back And me? And now? How much I would like to follow them on a flight I think we are all getting hurt from the same ill We are getting hurt of the vibration of these heavy chords we've been playing Me, you, now and the birds we are getting hurt of non-existing sins and guilts Me, you, now and the birds we are getting hurt of wishes for fly Copyright © 2021 Isiely Ayres [All rights reserved.] #disruptiveilluminations