The blood was shed
It will never be the same
Feel the intruding lead
That hangs my head in pain
The drainage not on my hands
But flows down my back
It was only in the sands
Where Ты planned your attack
Executed without flaws
With no issue at hand
Ты dug deep with your claws
Into a faceless land
Your face full of lies
When Ты greet me at that place
I see through your disguise
And reject your embrace
The wound Ты try to heal
Is now a gaping maw
Your words can never conceal
The true Цвета I saw.
It will never be the same
Feel the intruding lead
That hangs my head in pain
The drainage not on my hands
But flows down my back
It was only in the sands
Where Ты planned your attack
Executed without flaws
With no issue at hand
Ты dug deep with your claws
Into a faceless land
Your face full of lies
When Ты greet me at that place
I see through your disguise
And reject your embrace
The wound Ты try to heal
Is now a gaping maw
Your words can never conceal
The true Цвета I saw.
when Любовь dies
Любовь is the cause of innocent cries,
As when Любовь dies,
Любовь becomes a lie,
The death of their love,
They mourn,
As their hearts are torn,
Broken hearts drift apart,
As they reminisce on the past,
Of the Любовь they hoped would last,
Tears rot into the ground,
As they mourn what they had found;
A Любовь that made them feel sound,
Their only hope if for their Любовь to unfold,
As without eachother their hearts are cold,
Their only comfort; someone to hold,
Their hopes crushed,
for eachother they no longer lust,
As in eachother they no longer trust,
A thought keeping them awake;
For eachother, should they wait?
или is it already too late?
Can they ever find another,
или were they made for eachother?
Can they withstand not being together?
[ Because]
When Любовь dies,
Everything turns to lies,
Because when Любовь dies,
We fall apart inside
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Любовь is the cause of innocent cries,
As when Любовь dies,
Любовь becomes a lie,
The death of their love,
They mourn,
As their hearts are torn,
Broken hearts drift apart,
As they reminisce on the past,
Of the Любовь they hoped would last,
Tears rot into the ground,
As they mourn what they had found;
A Любовь that made them feel sound,
Their only hope if for their Любовь to unfold,
As without eachother their hearts are cold,
Their only comfort; someone to hold,
Their hopes crushed,
for eachother they no longer lust,
As in eachother they no longer trust,
A thought keeping them awake;
For eachother, should they wait?
или is it already too late?
Can they ever find another,
или were they made for eachother?
Can they withstand not being together?
[ Because]
When Любовь dies,
Everything turns to lies,
Because when Любовь dies,
We fall apart inside
x
I tried to reach out and touch her but I couldn’t move, and I had lied in my last breath to her, though she stood right in front of me, the tremolo in her voice chiming symphonies of desperation, and all that I wanted to tell her was that I missed her so much that I would do anything she asked if she would just let me hold her, in a completely platonic way because I know she doesn’t Любовь me back, but so I could just smell her hair and feel her body against mine and pretend for just a moment that she was my whole world and that world would never come crashing down around me because...
Celluoid ghost from Hollywood's past
Forever haunt me on my Телевидение screen
Trapped on video to act out their roles
For all eternity
Judy Garland is in Oz
While Errol Flynn is in Sherwood Forest
The Marx Brothers spend a night at the opera
And a день at the races
Humphrey Bogart fights crime
While James Cagney leads a life of crime
I beleive The Kinks were right
when they said
Celluoid Герои never die
Because they are here with us forever
On our televison screens
Note: This poem was inspired by the song
"Celluoid Heroes" by The Kinks
Forever haunt me on my Телевидение screen
Trapped on video to act out their roles
For all eternity
Judy Garland is in Oz
While Errol Flynn is in Sherwood Forest
The Marx Brothers spend a night at the opera
And a день at the races
Humphrey Bogart fights crime
While James Cagney leads a life of crime
I beleive The Kinks were right
when they said
Celluoid Герои never die
Because they are here with us forever
On our televison screens
Note: This poem was inspired by the song
"Celluoid Heroes" by The Kinks
i open my eyes
invisible
a loner in a dark abyss
surrounded by endless oxygen
my only friend.
during день im average
alone im nothing but my own enemy.
Everyone thinks im so funny
never serious
use to be alone. shy
dont like this feeling.
empty completely
no emotions consume me.
just the dark shell surrounding me.
i want to break through it
but it hardens as i make the gesture
my mind is blank
never thought id be perfect
never thought id be in a dark abyss.
i want to find a friend that wont decieve me
all i want is a best friend. . .
invisible
a loner in a dark abyss
surrounded by endless oxygen
my only friend.
during день im average
alone im nothing but my own enemy.
Everyone thinks im so funny
never serious
use to be alone. shy
dont like this feeling.
empty completely
no emotions consume me.
just the dark shell surrounding me.
i want to break through it
but it hardens as i make the gesture
my mind is blank
never thought id be perfect
never thought id be in a dark abyss.
i want to find a friend that wont decieve me
all i want is a best friend. . .
Tears of goodbye
Tears of fear
holding onto Ты
it consumes your heart
it rushes to your head
Ты shake and cringe
Ты stare and Ты wave
Ты grab your chest
as if it is now hollow
Ты whisper a note
Ты whisper a love
Ты turn to walk
but find Ты can't move
Ты take some breathes
and count to 10
Ты hold on to chest
once again
Ты start to calm down
Ты start to see
Ты find a mirror
and see what he now see's
Ты whisper soft
but yet still clear
Ты take one еще breath
and start to quiver
Ты shake away the fear
and begin to trust
'how come i could Любовь Ты and still it was never enough?'
what happens Далее is very suprising
your sure its just a dream
because a girl with a broken heart
just stopped crying her fears
and its then that Ты realised
Ты were еще than enough
and Ты always had been
it wasn't Ты
it wasn't Ты and him
it was him that Ты didn't see
who played Ты along
and then who broke apart such a beautiful song.
Tears of fear
holding onto Ты
it consumes your heart
it rushes to your head
Ты shake and cringe
Ты stare and Ты wave
Ты grab your chest
as if it is now hollow
Ты whisper a note
Ты whisper a love
Ты turn to walk
but find Ты can't move
Ты take some breathes
and count to 10
Ты hold on to chest
once again
Ты start to calm down
Ты start to see
Ты find a mirror
and see what he now see's
Ты whisper soft
but yet still clear
Ты take one еще breath
and start to quiver
Ты shake away the fear
and begin to trust
'how come i could Любовь Ты and still it was never enough?'
what happens Далее is very suprising
your sure its just a dream
because a girl with a broken heart
just stopped crying her fears
and its then that Ты realised
Ты were еще than enough
and Ты always had been
it wasn't Ты
it wasn't Ты and him
it was him that Ты didn't see
who played Ты along
and then who broke apart such a beautiful song.
As Ты know, I live in New Zealand, a place abundant with clouds, mountains, and овца, овцы (I know, right!!!). This means that whenever we go on a school trip we're seeing lakes, или mountains, or, and this is my personal favourite, куст, буш ('cause that never gets old). This time it was Mount Holdsworth.
After the trip we were asked to write some Поэзия that the куст, буш had inspired. There was all that "If beauty could speak" cr*p, and some "Listen to the whisper of the trees", Ты know, all that. This is what it inspired for me...
ATTEMPT #1
The water running over the rocks,
makes me want to pee,
I think of Niagra falls,
The pee trickles down my knee.
ATTEMPT #2
The wind whistles in my hair,
makes me want to itch,
I scratch my hair a little bit,
Whoops, there goes a flying nit.
ATTEMPT #3
The bird chirping in the trees,
Makes my ears real sore,
Dad pulls a gun from his bag,
BOOM! Birdy chirps no more.
After the trip we were asked to write some Поэзия that the куст, буш had inspired. There was all that "If beauty could speak" cr*p, and some "Listen to the whisper of the trees", Ты know, all that. This is what it inspired for me...
ATTEMPT #1
The water running over the rocks,
makes me want to pee,
I think of Niagra falls,
The pee trickles down my knee.
ATTEMPT #2
The wind whistles in my hair,
makes me want to itch,
I scratch my hair a little bit,
Whoops, there goes a flying nit.
ATTEMPT #3
The bird chirping in the trees,
Makes my ears real sore,
Dad pulls a gun from his bag,
BOOM! Birdy chirps no more.
Drift apart, this world is an art.
How so many people can come together as one,
and they learn to have fun.
It's amazing how, in times of need,
we all can overcome, and be one indeed.
No one wants to remember the bad times,
but those things can rule our lives.
Happiness is all that matters
until the happiness is shattered.
All we really need is each other
to grow and Любовь another.
I think too much time is spent being sad,
when all we really should be is glad.
We have light, color, beauty, sound!
So why are people sad when no one is around?
It's the thought that counts, that's what people say,
so we'll be fine as long as we keep them in our hearts everyday.
How so many people can come together as one,
and they learn to have fun.
It's amazing how, in times of need,
we all can overcome, and be one indeed.
No one wants to remember the bad times,
but those things can rule our lives.
Happiness is all that matters
until the happiness is shattered.
All we really need is each other
to grow and Любовь another.
I think too much time is spent being sad,
when all we really should be is glad.
We have light, color, beauty, sound!
So why are people sad when no one is around?
It's the thought that counts, that's what people say,
so we'll be fine as long as we keep them in our hearts everyday.
P1 - I swear i stil do
Is this the way we are going to end?
I still remember those days when we held each others hands.
And let out our feelings.
Those days when we never had a fight,
Those great nights we spent just looking at the stars.
How can we just leave like this?
How can we not believe one another?
Because everything I сказал(-а) was true.
And when I сказал(-а) I Любовь you, I swear I still do.
P2 - Catch me
I thought Ты would be there through the times that I needed Ты the most.
I thought Ты would be there to help me
When your Любовь was needed the most,
But I guess I was wrong.
I guess I was just so blind to see that I’ve never fallen so hard thinking Ты would be there catch me.
Is this the way we are going to end?
I still remember those days when we held each others hands.
And let out our feelings.
Those days when we never had a fight,
Those great nights we spent just looking at the stars.
How can we just leave like this?
How can we not believe one another?
Because everything I сказал(-а) was true.
And when I сказал(-а) I Любовь you, I swear I still do.
P2 - Catch me
I thought Ты would be there through the times that I needed Ты the most.
I thought Ты would be there to help me
When your Любовь was needed the most,
But I guess I was wrong.
I guess I was just so blind to see that I’ve never fallen so hard thinking Ты would be there catch me.
