so I see Ты guys Письмо alot of wonderful poems
so I just want to share this with Ты
I saw alot of Ты Письмо in the new Поэзия style and no one have ever wrote in the old style ,maybe cause it's only Популярное in where I live ,but here's a part of my fav poem ,it won't be easy to read it for the first time ,I hope I can translate it right ,it called "be panacea " :
1-weak your feeling of Любовь when it fall in sleep without people senses they would be like dolls
2-love ,the hut became a bright замок hate,the world became a dark prison
3- the life gave Ты all her treasures don't hold it back with what she gave Ты
hope I translated it right ,it's too much longer than that but I can't write the whole Поэзия ,well the different betweent the old (like the one that I wrote before ) and the new is that the old Письмо in this way
1- weak your ....... without..............
2-love ,............. hate, ...............
I couldn't write it that way cause I don't have enough Космос ,and the words are harder ,I spend so much time to translate a very hard words ,I won't know what it means if I don't know what is that poem about but anyway I Любовь the old look еще than the new ,the new is very easy ,the old one is soooo hard ,and I just want to know if there anyone else know something about those stuff ,cause I don't think it's just in our culture ,so please if Ты know something please tell me
and by the way ,it's not me who wrote that poem cause I can't write in the old look
so I just want to share this with Ты
I saw alot of Ты Письмо in the new Поэзия style and no one have ever wrote in the old style ,maybe cause it's only Популярное in where I live ,but here's a part of my fav poem ,it won't be easy to read it for the first time ,I hope I can translate it right ,it called "be panacea " :
1-weak your feeling of Любовь when it fall in sleep without people senses they would be like dolls
2-love ,the hut became a bright замок hate,the world became a dark prison
3- the life gave Ты all her treasures don't hold it back with what she gave Ты
hope I translated it right ,it's too much longer than that but I can't write the whole Поэзия ,well the different betweent the old (like the one that I wrote before ) and the new is that the old Письмо in this way
1- weak your ....... without..............
2-love ,............. hate, ...............
I couldn't write it that way cause I don't have enough Космос ,and the words are harder ,I spend so much time to translate a very hard words ,I won't know what it means if I don't know what is that poem about but anyway I Любовь the old look еще than the new ,the new is very easy ,the old one is soooo hard ,and I just want to know if there anyone else know something about those stuff ,cause I don't think it's just in our culture ,so please if Ты know something please tell me
and by the way ,it's not me who wrote that poem cause I can't write in the old look
Anger
Nothing but anger
I should have listened to Mama
She knew best
I didn't listen to her
Yes Mama, they all laughed at me.
The blood.
Everyone jeering and cheering
Just like in the locker room
The pig's blood on the dress I made.
The laughter.
Their ear splitting and cruel laughter.
I start to cry
Tommy yells at them, telling them to stop.
The bucket falls down and he lays there unconscious.
The lights turn red.
Still laughter.
They tried going out the door
I trapped them all inside with only my mind.
The hose unwrapped from the emergency glass.
I turn up the water pressure.
They all scream.
Electrical wiring
The fires
I did it
The town I grew up in
Damaged and destroyed.
All from my mind.
I go home
I go inside.
And I wake up
In a pile of stones from the sky.
All from my mind.
This destruction I caused.
They laugh at me no more.
Nothing but anger
I should have listened to Mama
She knew best
I didn't listen to her
Yes Mama, they all laughed at me.
The blood.
Everyone jeering and cheering
Just like in the locker room
The pig's blood on the dress I made.
The laughter.
Their ear splitting and cruel laughter.
I start to cry
Tommy yells at them, telling them to stop.
The bucket falls down and he lays there unconscious.
The lights turn red.
Still laughter.
They tried going out the door
I trapped them all inside with only my mind.
The hose unwrapped from the emergency glass.
I turn up the water pressure.
They all scream.
Electrical wiring
The fires
I did it
The town I grew up in
Damaged and destroyed.
All from my mind.
I go home
I go inside.
And I wake up
In a pile of stones from the sky.
All from my mind.
This destruction I caused.
They laugh at me no more.