when i come to u all drunk,
sayin stupid things and knowin that thats gonna make u laugh!
when i come to u as usual with tears all about,
when u calm me down with words u dont even find so familiar urself but just any words to calm me down,
when time and time again i let u down and u stand up commin to me makin sure everythins the way it used to be,
when i know u r always gonna stand firm like an old tree devoted to his roots,
then i know u r the man-
the man i always dreamt of.
i used always dream about a soldier-
dont know y!
but mayb cause i find them true men;-
fightin
fightin
and fightin!
i used to dream a soldier bein my man;-
feelin secure when he was around,
and i never knew one day im gonna have one alive.
u r that vision!
ive told u many times and it comes so naturally the words i have to tell u that my poem siezes to b one
ive told u many times that u r young but u have an old mans heart
and i know when u grow old ull b the opposite-
an old man so fine with the lines on his face but young in heart!
love, i cherish the memories weve shared and im so happy ive realised u r meant to be mine
not because god has set it to b meant for us but because u fight for it
u r one true man who poves god his existance
u proved him that the love he has created is stronger than what he can control
and i love u for that!!!
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
Saturday, September 23, 2006
Every moving hour is mortal!
live it alive!
the look in his eye flies like a bird.
catch it!
capture the moment in memory and take it as the only thing ever to be given;
for the joy of life is in his lonely look alone!
take the chance and never forget!
my poetry teacher told me once:" be with a capital b!"
and so did Sohrab.
I understand now how precious his look may B!
live it alive!
the look in his eye flies like a bird.
catch it!
capture the moment in memory and take it as the only thing ever to be given;
for the joy of life is in his lonely look alone!
take the chance and never forget!
my poetry teacher told me once:" be with a capital b!"
and so did Sohrab.
I understand now how precious his look may B!
Saturday, July 29, 2006
the masochist the lover
he loves the pain,
born by it!
the uneasy makes him feel special,
reminds him that hes alive,
and mayb he likes it cause he was born by it!
the uneasy makes him feel special,
its a guarantee he has a chance to prove himself things unknown!
things impossible!
the uneasy is good cause it makes him feel alive through trial!
he loves pain and he was born by it!
he waits the hours to get a chance to be with suffering!
to feel its coming and going!
to face the challenge it brings!
to touch its cheeks and feel the need for it!
the lover the masochist!
he knows its useless,
he knows its of no chance,
but thats what makes him feel special_
to go a way others dont!
to hurt himself in flames!
to prove the light exists!
and to prove that if u go close it wont burn,
even if it does.
the lover the hero!
the closer to danger, the closer to pain,
more does he feel like a hero and the more he feels its pain, more pleasure does it give.
the lover the lonely!
he loves its pain!
it makes him think of togetherness more often!
born by it!
the uneasy makes him feel special,
reminds him that hes alive,
and mayb he likes it cause he was born by it!
the uneasy makes him feel special,
its a guarantee he has a chance to prove himself things unknown!
things impossible!
the uneasy is good cause it makes him feel alive through trial!
he loves pain and he was born by it!
he waits the hours to get a chance to be with suffering!
to feel its coming and going!
to face the challenge it brings!
to touch its cheeks and feel the need for it!
the lover the masochist!
he knows its useless,
he knows its of no chance,
but thats what makes him feel special_
to go a way others dont!
to hurt himself in flames!
to prove the light exists!
and to prove that if u go close it wont burn,
even if it does.
the lover the hero!
the closer to danger, the closer to pain,
more does he feel like a hero and the more he feels its pain, more pleasure does it give.
the lover the lonely!
he loves its pain!
it makes him think of togetherness more often!
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
anger!!!
when u first let me grow in ur fields of green, i liked u cause u were my only one-only one i could c...
when u put me to sleep with ur sweet lullabies,
when the stars were winking on the black page,
i were so tired i fell asleep every night
and i always did like a child that had nothing on her mind.
well i was a little child back then
but now i see it all
i want none of ur sweet watery love no more
i want u no more and im choosing my own ways
though i miss home
i miss the field...and i miss the moist in the air as i used to crash by it running through the dark...how it made me feel so blind but thats how it let me grow stronger with other senses within...
ya i miss it all...
the smell of air out through my window and how it would change slightly from town to town..
i remember it all
and dont u think im ever gonna forget
that im ever gonna loose hold of these memories.
and if the sky finds me in tears or the heavens see me roll in my own ashes from pain to pain, know then that it is all ur fault
and oh how often it does happen nowadays and how often it will be happening
i am going to make u suffer with me and we all will because we are all victims to ur evil embrace
u picked us so fresh and so ripe right from the womb
and u took us as early as i dont even remember my mothers moves
but i do feel it still and if not so exact i miss it all
i feel her once a day presence here and there and when im there in the fields i hear her scream sometimes
u set her in chains as well
we all know
and we will remember
there is no mercy for ur lousy moves
i hate u and i will always do
and i will keep this memory within for i never want to forget of what u did to us
cause u make me suffer,cause u make me feel sick in the stomach
u still do and it grows in me every day sharper and sharper,faster and faster
and i bear it
but u remember it will all b on ur burden to hold
it is all ur fault and im not sure of how u r going to answer for it
i am not sure if u will b able to hold that burden on ur petulant shoulders
i do not know
i do not know when ur dirty bitter games will have an end to themselves
but i know i will never forget
when u put me to sleep with ur sweet lullabies,
when the stars were winking on the black page,
i were so tired i fell asleep every night
and i always did like a child that had nothing on her mind.
well i was a little child back then
but now i see it all
i want none of ur sweet watery love no more
i want u no more and im choosing my own ways
though i miss home
i miss the field...and i miss the moist in the air as i used to crash by it running through the dark...how it made me feel so blind but thats how it let me grow stronger with other senses within...
ya i miss it all...
the smell of air out through my window and how it would change slightly from town to town..
i remember it all
and dont u think im ever gonna forget
that im ever gonna loose hold of these memories.
and if the sky finds me in tears or the heavens see me roll in my own ashes from pain to pain, know then that it is all ur fault
and oh how often it does happen nowadays and how often it will be happening
i am going to make u suffer with me and we all will because we are all victims to ur evil embrace
u picked us so fresh and so ripe right from the womb
and u took us as early as i dont even remember my mothers moves
but i do feel it still and if not so exact i miss it all
i feel her once a day presence here and there and when im there in the fields i hear her scream sometimes
u set her in chains as well
we all know
and we will remember
there is no mercy for ur lousy moves
i hate u and i will always do
and i will keep this memory within for i never want to forget of what u did to us
cause u make me suffer,cause u make me feel sick in the stomach
u still do and it grows in me every day sharper and sharper,faster and faster
and i bear it
but u remember it will all b on ur burden to hold
it is all ur fault and im not sure of how u r going to answer for it
i am not sure if u will b able to hold that burden on ur petulant shoulders
i do not know
i do not know when ur dirty bitter games will have an end to themselves
but i know i will never forget
Monday, January 30, 2006
MY BABY
"May i have sugar?"
Do u say that 'cause the life is bitter?
"just one beer"
Do u say that 'cause u want to believe that there are more bitter things than the life itself?!
Do u say that 'cause the life is bitter?
"just one beer"
Do u say that 'cause u want to believe that there are more bitter things than the life itself?!
Walk together hand in hand till the end of the day
return to bed arms in arm like it's never been a long day
I read u my poem-a tink of a thought i thought today
and u say u dont know
Mornings come again and i still hold u tight when we go out
I like to read ur mind...so i listen deep whenever u speak to one
So deep i listen i feel the life in a dream
and its so sweet a dream when i hear the same tink of a thought i thought today' from ur mouth.
We are the same i know
But how come u never said u understood?!
How come u never said u know my poem?!
return to bed arms in arm like it's never been a long day
I read u my poem-a tink of a thought i thought today
and u say u dont know
Mornings come again and i still hold u tight when we go out
I like to read ur mind...so i listen deep whenever u speak to one
So deep i listen i feel the life in a dream
and its so sweet a dream when i hear the same tink of a thought i thought today' from ur mouth.
We are the same i know
But how come u never said u understood?!
How come u never said u know my poem?!
UNEXPECTED AS IT IS!
We live in a world of wonders.
We do things we never thought we would.
There comes a time when u find urself in the middle of nowhere,
But know then that u exist, by doing things u never thought u would.
Live a life u never thought u could!
We do things we never thought we would.
There comes a time when u find urself in the middle of nowhere,
But know then that u exist, by doing things u never thought u would.
Live a life u never thought u could!
WHERE DO I BELONG?
The calm of the day,
The green of the grass,
The glow of the sun,
Comforts of my flesh...
Set me where i belong
for all that's in the head is of absurd theater
and i dont know what's to be done.
Soul is not at rest and i've got nowhere to run.
I'll keep waiting under this tree and measure our shadows along the day,
for i know the calm i seek lays in somewhere,
comes in some time;
it lays somewhere within you my dear mother earth!
The green of the grass,
The glow of the sun,
Comforts of my flesh...
Set me where i belong
for all that's in the head is of absurd theater
and i dont know what's to be done.
Soul is not at rest and i've got nowhere to run.
I'll keep waiting under this tree and measure our shadows along the day,
for i know the calm i seek lays in somewhere,
comes in some time;
it lays somewhere within you my dear mother earth!
THE BIRDS
Birds serenading at so strange an hour!
When the world is asleep, they wisper love.
Wish i were one of them; so pure and naive
I'de sing to you, at stangest the hours, every day and every night, till you became my prayer;
For love is my prayer and love the reason i believe in Jehova-
He who set this fire in me, he who let us be.
Let us let Newton describe wonders of our world but our love;
For if there's only one enigma left, that shall be felt-measured not!
Let's not let him prove our God.
When the world is asleep, they wisper love.
Wish i were one of them; so pure and naive
I'de sing to you, at stangest the hours, every day and every night, till you became my prayer;
For love is my prayer and love the reason i believe in Jehova-
He who set this fire in me, he who let us be.
Let us let Newton describe wonders of our world but our love;
For if there's only one enigma left, that shall be felt-measured not!
Let's not let him prove our God.
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