Dream Today.....

A silver glint in your eyes; heartbeats clean.
A simple chord enrages me; warm smiles.
The melody plays slow; performed quite keen.
I stop midway, but memory redials.

The octave jumps to brilliance; intense.
They Любовь attention and thought; quarter notes.
Continuous trills and glissandos; dense.
Already chosen hum no other votes.

To accidentals for wit; humor dark.
Yet, the еще necessary; balance sweet.
Some kindness with speed; held out at the hark.
Released the pedal to kill the soft beat.

All are strong to my heart’s will; every song.
The echoes beneath that for which I long.

Ангелы and demons were circling above me
through the thorns to the stars
The only one who doesn't know happiness
is the one who couldn't understand its call

I am Calling Calling now, Spirits rise and falling
To stay myself longer...
Calling Calling, in the depth of longing
To stay myself longer...

Stand alone... Where was life when it had a meaning...
Stand alone... Nothing's real anymore and...

...Endless run...
While I'm alive, I can try not to fall while flying,
Not to forget how to dream... how to love
...Endless run...

Calling Calling, For the place of knowing
There's еще that what can be linked
Calling Calling, Never will I look away
For what life has left for me
Yearning Yearning, for what's left of loving

To stay myself longer...
Calling Calling now, Spirits rise and falling
To stay myself longer...
Calling Calling, in the depth of longing
To stay myself longer.......

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Fearless сердце beats
in my chest,
strong and proud,
sensitive and fragile.



Collecting all these words
Ты gave as if
those are significant,
but your сердце has never
spoken to me.



Empty words Ты gave,
the depth that lies in them
Ты treaded,
though I still remember that
glow in your eyes,
I still remember,
though your false love
is spreading its wings
only in dreams of my own
world.



It was me who left,
and yet
I'm still trying to forget,
still trying to erase every
moment of happiness
we lived.
And my сердце is not weak,
even though it's lonely,
loneliness itself doesn't fear me,
for it loves me,
loneliness chose me.



Loneliness is jealous,
won't leave me be,
loneliness is in Любовь
with me,
filled within my heart,
it has chosen me.

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Slowly they creep up
They're hungry
Teir mom did it to their dad
That cold-blooded murderer

The baby black widows attack
slowly devouring their mom
They, too, became like her
Heaetless, an emotionless killer

An analogy to life
To humanity
Everyone MUST have revenge

Never letting things die
untill we die!


Why must we live like spiders
Devouring people when we're done with them?

Why must we be so uick to attack?
Why do we live life like this?

Because we're human,
But we still live like spiders

Killing, and dying and hating
When we should Live and Любовь and Laugh

Is this really life?

\\What makes us human?//

【War】

War is a sadistic
Laughing in the background
Laughing as we cry for mercy
We know it is futile 
But we beg

War is the scientist 
Experimenting with our very being
Driving some to madness
And others to the realm of Satan

War is the hell
That crushes our souls
To the breaking point
And takes sick pleasure in doing so

War is the broken spirit
That is cursed upon by all man-kind
To be forever hated
And forever a scourge in our world

~ Written by a Poet for the Wandering Souls

How I Really Feel About You


I hate putting up with this act.

I can't stand it anymore.

I have to tell Ты how I really feel.

I don't know if Ты will like it

but here it goes:

I HATE you, I don't EVER want to see Ты again.

I hate that Ты think I will do anything for you

because Ты still think I like you.

I like someone new and I know that they

will treat me better than Ты ever did.

That is how I really feel about you, and I

knew that Ты wouldn't like it, but Ты know what

I DON'T CARE!

Now now. Don't be offended. Don't take this seriouslly. If Ты don't like this poem just Переместить on. :) Enjoy.
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Stupid girls


I don’t understand you.

Why do Ты constantly check the mirror?

Why do Ты constantly flaunt your body?

Why do Ты constantly throw your future away?


I don’t understand you.

Stuffing your bra, smacking your lips, bending down

Is that appealing?

Stuffing, smacking, bending.

What a life.


Ты live for attention. Ты live to view. Ты live to be viewed.


Now I know why the guys go for you.

You’re easy.

You’re trashy.

Ты can be thrown away.


Sorry, if I don’t understand, but really…

I don’t understand…