dear herat please come back
to your love who is still waiting
who still has hope in hart-, hart
tears in eyes but smile on lips
people ask why do i smile?
but do i need a reason?
now my tounge forgot all taste except salty
taste of nasty salty yet delicious tears
with all my tears
i sollowed all my glooms
but come back i need you
can u crush your feelings, my feelings, our feelings?
i was your crush can u crush me now?
night and days are one for me
all time i spend in waiting for you, tears shed along
come back let single one remain in my eyes
i plead u to come back
with all my love and......what was it??
yeah that of my SMILE
to your love who is still waiting
who still has hope in hart-, hart
tears in eyes but smile on lips
people ask why do i smile?
but do i need a reason?
now my tounge forgot all taste except salty
taste of nasty salty yet delicious tears
with all my tears
i sollowed all my glooms
but come back i need you
can u crush your feelings, my feelings, our feelings?
i was your crush can u crush me now?
night and days are one for me
all time i spend in waiting for you, tears shed along
come back let single one remain in my eyes
i plead u to come back
with all my love and......what was it??
yeah that of my SMILE
This is a poem that i wrote. I was bored and tired of being treated different just 'cause i like being myself and not someone else. Anyways heres it is:
just because i look away,
doesn't mean i don't care
just because u don't see me crying,
doesn't mean i'm heartless.
just because i'm usual alone
doesn't mean i'm lonely.
i look away when something i see bothers me.
i cry when i'm alone,its not a weakness but what makes me strong
i'm alone when i don't want to be like you.
just because i dress different
doesn't mean i'm completely different from you
just because i act strange sometimes
doesn't mean i crave attention
i dress different to be unique,
i act strange to not fit in.
just because i dress different, sit and cry alone, and acts strange
does it mean im not like you?
no it just means i don't want to be perfect,
i don't want to be, what u call 'normal'
it means that i'd rather be an individual.
just because i look away,
doesn't mean i don't care
just because u don't see me crying,
doesn't mean i'm heartless.
just because i'm usual alone
doesn't mean i'm lonely.
i look away when something i see bothers me.
i cry when i'm alone,its not a weakness but what makes me strong
i'm alone when i don't want to be like you.
just because i dress different
doesn't mean i'm completely different from you
just because i act strange sometimes
doesn't mean i crave attention
i dress different to be unique,
i act strange to not fit in.
just because i dress different, sit and cry alone, and acts strange
does it mean im not like you?
no it just means i don't want to be perfect,
i don't want to be, what u call 'normal'
it means that i'd rather be an individual.
u go through life
Trying to succeed
Trying to fit in
Trying to be happy
Trying with all your hart-, hart to get someone to love you
But this toon you’re putting up
This façade you’re keeping
It’s all a game
When I look at the world
I see the hunger, the poverty
The war, and the violence
Within it all
It’s hard to find the good
All what brings us joy
But then I look at the people
Who spend they’re lives
Attempting to change the world
Make it better
See all the things that life has to offer
A ster in the middle of a black whole
It’s at that time that I think
Maybe life is worth living
If u stay true to yourself
And all u believe in
Sure it can be hell
But you’ve got to push through
Maybe happiness isn’t all it’s told to be
But u need to keep moving forward
So didn’t give up
And neither will I
And maybe, just maybe
We’ll all see our lives
As a life worth living
Trying to succeed
Trying to fit in
Trying to be happy
Trying with all your hart-, hart to get someone to love you
But this toon you’re putting up
This façade you’re keeping
It’s all a game
When I look at the world
I see the hunger, the poverty
The war, and the violence
Within it all
It’s hard to find the good
All what brings us joy
But then I look at the people
Who spend they’re lives
Attempting to change the world
Make it better
See all the things that life has to offer
A ster in the middle of a black whole
It’s at that time that I think
Maybe life is worth living
If u stay true to yourself
And all u believe in
Sure it can be hell
But you’ve got to push through
Maybe happiness isn’t all it’s told to be
But u need to keep moving forward
So didn’t give up
And neither will I
And maybe, just maybe
We’ll all see our lives
As a life worth living
I awake
Morning sunshine across my face
I reach up to rub the sand from my eyes
Not real sand, oh no, oh no
Sand from the sandman
I remember last night when he came
Came dancing, dancing, around, and around
Tossing his magic sleep-sand into those which see
Eye’s become dry
Eyelids droop to moisten themselves
It is useless
They must close
Now I sit awake
Rubbing the sand from my eyes
Not real sand, oh no, oh no
Sand from the sandman
He will come again tonight
Come dancing, dancing, around, and around
Tossing magic sleep-sand into those which see
Eyes will become dry
Eyelids will droop to moisten themselves
It is useless
They must close
by Emily Rose
Morning sunshine across my face
I reach up to rub the sand from my eyes
Not real sand, oh no, oh no
Sand from the sandman
I remember last night when he came
Came dancing, dancing, around, and around
Tossing his magic sleep-sand into those which see
Eye’s become dry
Eyelids droop to moisten themselves
It is useless
They must close
Now I sit awake
Rubbing the sand from my eyes
Not real sand, oh no, oh no
Sand from the sandman
He will come again tonight
Come dancing, dancing, around, and around
Tossing magic sleep-sand into those which see
Eyes will become dry
Eyelids will droop to moisten themselves
It is useless
They must close
by Emily Rose
MUSIC
by: Charles Baudelaire
muziek doth verheffen, uplift me like a sea
Towards my planet pale,
Then through dark fogs of heaven's infinity
I lift my wandering sail.
With breast advanced, drinking the winds that flee,
And through the cordage wail,
I mount the hurrying waves night hides from me
Beneath her sombre veil.
I feel the tremblings of all passions known
To ships before the breeze;
Cradled door gentle winds, of tempest-blown
I pass the abysmal seas
That are, when calm, the mirror level and fair
Of my despair!
by: Charles Baudelaire
muziek doth verheffen, uplift me like a sea
Towards my planet pale,
Then through dark fogs of heaven's infinity
I lift my wandering sail.
With breast advanced, drinking the winds that flee,
And through the cordage wail,
I mount the hurrying waves night hides from me
Beneath her sombre veil.
I feel the tremblings of all passions known
To ships before the breeze;
Cradled door gentle winds, of tempest-blown
I pass the abysmal seas
That are, when calm, the mirror level and fair
Of my despair!