woensdag 5 augustus 2026

Runnin' without me

I'm runnin', runnin' away, 'cause pain's runnin' beside me
I'm tryin' to shake it, fold it and throw it away, but it won't

and I realised, time was not runnin', it was runnin' without me

so,...I'm looking for an answer, an answer that will listen to me
an answer that will look me in the eye and tell me she's with me

and I realised, time was not runin', it was runnin'without me

'cause I was runnin' , runnin' away from my pain, runnin' beside me
tryin' to shake it, fold it and throw it away, I found an answer, an anwer 
found me again

(c) JR. 2026

zaterdag 1 augustus 2026

Status Quo

nothing changes in a moment
nothing changes over time, leaving
a status quo unchanged, ignored and paralised

when a road to greatness wasn't there
when the road to stardom shone, it changed
faltered, died, sprawled out, lying bare on
some distant corner stone

'cause risks are a game changer
changers of an outdated status quo
changers of a life for the one
brave enough going solo

as words, actions,accountibility 
and a relentless drive  matter
changing a generation in need of hope
a hope that's reason enough to choose and take on 
the reward of greatness on a new road
as a status quo will change when greatness is shown

(c) JR. 2026

dinsdag 28 juli 2026

A bed of thorns

will it be better when I go, will it be better when the sun's coming home
will it be better when dawn is by my side, will it be better when 
from a bed of thorns I rise

and the thorns, they've cut deep, cutting of my breath to breathe
when in the morning I rise and al my dream does is die

But then I see the day forever cloudy, but I'm not gonna break
sun always comes at midday, till the evening arrives, clouds
will drift in briefly side by side, as I sigh

bringing in my dreams as they are bled throughout the night
crying out to a lonely morning as the night on them has died

so,...will it be better when I go, will it be better when the sun's coming home
will it be better when dawn is by my side, will it be better when from a bed
of  laughter I rise

zondag 19 juli 2026

When the night is lonely

I love it, when darkness is near
and its cloak descends on me, soothing my brain
when the night is lonely, looking forward, to a morning
about to join him.

(c) JR. 2026

Brutal force

The left does not reason with words

The left reasons with brutal force.


JR,

zondag 12 juli 2026

What its all about

walking on, quiet with no sound
listening to the wind, calm not loud
a sun withdrawing untill its light goes out
wondering about love, what it's all about

love, it has no sound, it doesn't shout, 
it's there growing, sometimes fading out
it has no answers, it just fools around

no commitment, no loyalty, it has no sound
it speaks loud when you're not around, enjoys
all those variaties, all of a sudden it has a sound

surfaces in broad daylight, looking at you
you don't shout, walking away, with no sound
now knowing what love's about

knowing what peace of mind is all about

(c) JR. 2026

woensdag 1 juli 2026

Under a burning sky

when I walk through the fields of my memories
wondering if still there's something I missed, knowing time
can manipulate places, where dreams reside

leaving you with dreams constructed out of pieces
never real, never there, a myth buried in a corner
of your mind

so,...walking through those fields of truth and trust
memories lying by its side, picking them up, one by one
I am surprised

when time's giving me dreams and memories in real time
leaving me with a truth, I never realised, as the skies, they can be lonely
walking under its burning sky


(c) JR. 2026