Whitman
I have perceiv’d that to be
With those i like is enough,
To stop in company with the rest
At evening is enough,
To be surrounded by beautiful,
Curious, breathing,
Laughing flesh is enough…
I do not ask any еще delight,
I swim in it as in a sea.
There is something in staying close
To men and women and looking on them,
And in the contact and odor of them,
That pleases the soul well,
All things please the soul,
But these please the soul well.
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Live high, live mighty, live righteously, taking it easy [Jason Mraz]
Smile wider, look closer, and think broader [Blend Apparel]
--- LivHILuvAlwaiz♥jj9
describes him best.
Dark,
just like his world is.
Dark,
just like his eyes.
And yet,
Ты should take a good look
before Ты touch it.
Ты may be hurt
if Ты don’t watch closely.
Rose is so gentle,
isn’t it?
So be careful,
Ты might be hurt.
Careful what Ты wish,
think twice first.
The petals are so soft
and sensitive,
Ты should know what
you’re indulge.
The black rose is apart,
she’s unique,
just like he is...
Nobody can see
the world he created.
He’s fearless,
but he feels.
He’s cold,
but he listens.
He’s mysterious,
but caring.
He understands,
but no longer cares.
He’s empty,
but awake.
He’s lonely,
but he knows...
Without a goal
Ты don’t live,
Ты just watch
your life fading,
without Любовь
you’re so empty,
without understanding,
you’re still there,
in the world of your own.
Raised by wild animals
People just never quite understand
He maybe different
But he saved me from a lion.
He is not a savage
He's sweet and curious about the human world
As I wonder,"Does he Любовь me? Does he know what Любовь is?"
My Друзья and ex-fiance' just can't see
What a wonderful man he is.
Brave, strong, and kind
Also, very attractive!
The jungle so beautiful and free
As he swings on vines, holding me
His loud, Виктория-победительница yell
As he yells after fighting a mean animal
или just proud of his jungle.
His muscular, warm, tan skin
Feels so smooth and beautiful
Against my head, as I listen to his heartbeat.
His amber eyes stare into mine
As I touch his shaggy, shoulder length black hair
If he ever gets hurt
I help him doctor his wounds.
We dream of each other, as we both fall into a slumber, as the sun starts to set slowly.
People just never quite understand
He maybe different
But he saved me from a lion.
He is not a savage
He's sweet and curious about the human world
As I wonder,"Does he Любовь me? Does he know what Любовь is?"
My Друзья and ex-fiance' just can't see
What a wonderful man he is.
Brave, strong, and kind
Also, very attractive!
The jungle so beautiful and free
As he swings on vines, holding me
His loud, Виктория-победительница yell
As he yells after fighting a mean animal
или just proud of his jungle.
His muscular, warm, tan skin
Feels so smooth and beautiful
Against my head, as I listen to his heartbeat.
His amber eyes stare into mine
As I touch his shaggy, shoulder length black hair
If he ever gets hurt
I help him doctor his wounds.
We dream of each other, as we both fall into a slumber, as the sun starts to set slowly.
Poem About Criss Angel:
Your illusions make me nervous sometimes
Dangerous emotions in your soul
Ты always push the envelope
Very dangerous and attractive
Ты have never scared me
Wee little girls scream in fear when Ты remove quarters from your arm using a knife, или cutting yourself in half
I don't scream
I marvel in the beauty
I know Ты will survive
I can tell in your hypnotizing amber eyes
Beautiful inside and out
Children look up to you
You're generosity towards the less fortunate are so sweet
Your imagination is wild and amazing
Ты amaze me
I hate that others can't see
What a great person Ты really are
I know how Ты feel
I am too very dark and mysterious
So everyday I feel Храбрая сердцем and creative
Because Ты inspire me
Your illusions make me nervous sometimes
Dangerous emotions in your soul
Ты always push the envelope
Very dangerous and attractive
Ты have never scared me
Wee little girls scream in fear when Ты remove quarters from your arm using a knife, или cutting yourself in half
I don't scream
I marvel in the beauty
I know Ты will survive
I can tell in your hypnotizing amber eyes
Beautiful inside and out
Children look up to you
You're generosity towards the less fortunate are so sweet
Your imagination is wild and amazing
Ты amaze me
I hate that others can't see
What a great person Ты really are
I know how Ты feel
I am too very dark and mysterious
So everyday I feel Храбрая сердцем and creative
Because Ты inspire me
Ты devastate this land of mine,
Where breeze used to touch the rose petals.
On this field of my innosence
Ты took away the cloudy days,
On this desolated field no rain will fall,
No sun will shine,
Those soft petals are dry now
On this field of mine.
But yours,
Ты grow your Oleander and Ivy,
Your poisonous land as your twisted mind,
Ты украл, палантин water to dry mine,
I see your Oleander now,
Beautiful and gentle as my rose is never going to be,
Poisonous but never meant to cure me.
Where breeze used to touch the rose petals.
On this field of my innosence
Ты took away the cloudy days,
On this desolated field no rain will fall,
No sun will shine,
Those soft petals are dry now
On this field of mine.
But yours,
Ты grow your Oleander and Ivy,
Your poisonous land as your twisted mind,
Ты украл, палантин water to dry mine,
I see your Oleander now,
Beautiful and gentle as my rose is never going to be,
Poisonous but never meant to cure me.
A woman's life is a rose.
Each petal containing a portion of life.
The diligent journey wil be perfect.
As Ты live, your rose grows weaker.
Your enduring patience has been spent; your rose is wilting.
The many years yearning for unity has ceased.
The whispering kingdom is worth all yor strength.
God will welcome Ты with kindly eyes.
Your sacred rose will live on.
A woman's life is a rose.
By: Arylynn10
and it сказал(-а) it has to be longer to be an Статья so, blah,blah,blah,blah,blah,blah
Each petal containing a portion of life.
The diligent journey wil be perfect.
As Ты live, your rose grows weaker.
Your enduring patience has been spent; your rose is wilting.
The many years yearning for unity has ceased.
The whispering kingdom is worth all yor strength.
God will welcome Ты with kindly eyes.
Your sacred rose will live on.
A woman's life is a rose.
By: Arylynn10
and it сказал(-а) it has to be longer to be an Статья so, blah,blah,blah,blah,blah,blah
Любовь felt like a warm cookie.
But as Ты can see,
It wasn't like that as much to me..
It was just black, like his soul..
I noticed how he сказал(-а) 'hot',
Instead of calling me beautiful.
He gave me hugs,
But it wasn't enough.
I thought he felt our Любовь was like a drug,
But I was wrong.
He thought it was just all about kisses and
Thinkin' about sex.
He even talked about his old ex.
Любовь is poison..
I asked him if he loved me,
But he сказал(-а) 'Yea' instead of
'I Любовь Ты еще than anything'.
That hurt to hear сказал(-а) be..
Любовь is poison..
I guess all that hugs and kisses were a lie.
But why?
Did he think it's better if I die?
I'm pretty sure he wouldn't say the truth,
Just a lie..
Любовь is poison..
But as Ты can see,
It wasn't like that as much to me..
It was just black, like his soul..
I noticed how he сказал(-а) 'hot',
Instead of calling me beautiful.
He gave me hugs,
But it wasn't enough.
I thought he felt our Любовь was like a drug,
But I was wrong.
He thought it was just all about kisses and
Thinkin' about sex.
He even talked about his old ex.
Любовь is poison..
I asked him if he loved me,
But he сказал(-а) 'Yea' instead of
'I Любовь Ты еще than anything'.
That hurt to hear сказал(-а) be..
Любовь is poison..
I guess all that hugs and kisses were a lie.
But why?
Did he think it's better if I die?
I'm pretty sure he wouldn't say the truth,
Just a lie..
Любовь is poison..
In the tremors of despair
Ты see your life's fading away.
Now it seems like you've always known
that life Ты have will always be the path of thorns,
You've seen it, oh, Ты have seen it long ago
In the depths of your eyes.
Dark has never been so silent,
While the steps of death are too loud,
So dreadful for the hope that Истекает slowly.
These moments of sorrow extinguished you,
Harrowing your mind, only the dark were there,
Misery and lonely death were calling your name.
Why is death so painful for others,
Yours has always been present,
In your thoughts, In your absence,
In this sadnees, in despair.
Your being is wrapped by blackness,
into the depths of your tainted mind
it took roots, crawling inside,
feeding with the fears that are buried
into nothingness ( the depth of your eyes).
Ты see your life's fading away.
Now it seems like you've always known
that life Ты have will always be the path of thorns,
You've seen it, oh, Ты have seen it long ago
In the depths of your eyes.
Dark has never been so silent,
While the steps of death are too loud,
So dreadful for the hope that Истекает slowly.
These moments of sorrow extinguished you,
Harrowing your mind, only the dark were there,
Misery and lonely death were calling your name.
Why is death so painful for others,
Yours has always been present,
In your thoughts, In your absence,
In this sadnees, in despair.
Your being is wrapped by blackness,
into the depths of your tainted mind
it took roots, crawling inside,
feeding with the fears that are buried
into nothingness ( the depth of your eyes).
Ты are so young but like the stars Ты are so old/ your perfection is горький and leaves me cold/ but when I feel alone and my soul can feel down I reach to the sky and hear your sound/ and Ты beauty fills the sky and eventually i'll drown in your sweet smell that fills air all around/ Ты twinkle and shine just like a звезда and both of Ты grow far from the ground/ so, distances don't matter/ for what does beauty count? I'll never hold Ты and thats all I kno, beware the rain and beware the snow and beware the man we all thought we'd kno ~ Miguel, i'll always Любовь you... No matter what. So much
Sweet and innocence
Filled with hidden rage
Going swimming with her
Will be the you're life's last stage
Little girl from a past life
Was bullied and harmed by mean girls
Drowning and returning was the beginning of her strife
Poor little girl by the pond and flowers
Wanted a friend so badly
But she sits alone или swims for hours.
Her deepest darkest secrets
Revealed in the end
Oh why and why
Does she kill her new friends?
Her horrid rage and attitude
Left alone in a sloth
Within deep sleep and solitude
Her life didn't end like a fairytale
But it ended in the bottom of a lake
This tale of this little girl
Will end in heartbreak.
Filled with hidden rage
Going swimming with her
Will be the you're life's last stage
Little girl from a past life
Was bullied and harmed by mean girls
Drowning and returning was the beginning of her strife
Poor little girl by the pond and flowers
Wanted a friend so badly
But she sits alone или swims for hours.
Her deepest darkest secrets
Revealed in the end
Oh why and why
Does she kill her new friends?
Her horrid rage and attitude
Left alone in a sloth
Within deep sleep and solitude
Her life didn't end like a fairytale
But it ended in the bottom of a lake
This tale of this little girl
Will end in heartbreak.