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Re: the poems.....

نوشتهنوشته شده در: چهارشنبه 5 شهريور 1393 - 02:12
از سوی !VECTOR
I gave U what I had.But it just don't care... What is LOVE??.. Baby don't hurt me... don't hurt me more!

Re: the poems.....

نوشتهنوشته شده در: چهارشنبه 26 شهريور 1393 - 10:09
از سوی ashkanOo
No I don't know
Know where you came
You came from bad
If you like
You can be my inspiration
In the day time, or red eye
Cause baby you shine like platinum ring
And if you want mine
I will show you off
And if you like to be held
I can hold you till the end of time

Cause you are the thing I need to do
Now I'm craving you cause you make all my wrongs feel right
Like a devil's paradise
You, I'm a little scared of you
Yeah I want you now now 'cause your lips are the perfect crime
Like a devil's paradise

You take all my flaws and make them priceless diamonds
I bet you're, you're an angel undercover
And I like it, yeah I'm sure
Cause baby you shine like platinum ring
And if you want mine
I will show you off
And if you like to be held
I can hold you till the end of time

Cause you are the thing I need to do
Now I'm craving you cause you make all my wrongs feel right
Like a devil's paradise
You, I'm a little scared of you
Yeah I want you now now 'cause your lips are the perfect crime
Like a devil's paradise


Inna

Re: the poems.....

نوشتهنوشته شده در: جمعه 4 مهر 1393 - 17:40
از سوی fatemeh_yal
Interview with god



I dreamed I had an Interview with god



So you would like to Interview me? "God asked."


If you have the time "I said"

God smiled



My time is eternity



What questions do you have in mind for me?


What surprises you most about humankind?


Go answered ....



That they get bored with childhood.


They rush to grow up and then long to be children again.



That they lose their health to make money


And then lose their money to restore their health.



By thinking anxiously about the future. That


They forget the present.


Such that they live in neither the present nor the future.



That they live as if they will never die.



And die as if they had never lived.



God's hand took mine and we were silent for a while.


And then I asked ...



As the creator of people what are some of life's lessons you want them to learn?


God replied with a smile.



To learn they cannot make anyone love them.


What they can do is let themselves be loved.



learn that it is not good to compare themselves to others.


To learn that a rich person is not one who has the most.


But is one who needs the least.



To learn that it takes only a few seconds to open profound wounds in persons we love.


And it takes many years to heal them.


To learn to forgive by practicing forgiveness.



To learn that there are persons who love them dearly


But simply do not know how to express or show their feelings.



To learn that two people can look at the same thing and see it differently.


To learn that it is not always enough that they are forgiven by others.



They must forgive themselves.


And to learn that I am here.


Always

*****

Re: the poems.....

نوشتهنوشته شده در: يكشنبه 20 مهر 1393 - 18:19
از سوی MENERVA
Life it seems to fade away
Drifting further everyday
Getting lost within myself
Nothing matters no one else
I have lost the will to live
Simply nothing more to give
There is nothing more for me
Need the end to set me free

Things not what they used to be
Missing one inside of me
Deathly loss this can't be real
Cannot stand this hell I feel
Emptiness is filling me
To the point of agony
Growing darkness taking dawn
I was me but now, he's gone

No one but me can save myself, but its too late
Now I can't think, think why I should even try

Yesterday seems as though it never existed
Death greets me warm, now I will just say goodbye
Goodbye

Re: the poems.....

نوشتهنوشته شده در: سه شنبه 29 مهر 1393 - 13:29
از سوی yazdanhaliday
I’m baby of river
I’m 7colors snake
I’m not afraid of anyone
Because i’m the end of line

smile015

Re: the poems.....

نوشتهنوشته شده در: دوشنبه 21 تير 1395 - 23:02
از سوی marqos
تصویر

I've been here before
But always hit the floor
I've spent a lifetime running
And I always get away
But with you I'm feeling something
That makes me want to stay

I'm prepared for this
I never shoot to miss
But I feel like a storm is coming
If I'm gonna make it through the day
Then there's no more use in running
This is something I gotta face

If I risk it all
Could you break my fall?


How do I live? How do I breathe?
When you're not here I'm suffocating
I want to feel love, run through my blood

Tell me is this where I give it all up?

For you I have to risk it all
Cause the writing's on the wall


A million shards of glass
That haunt me from my past
As the stars begin to gather
And the light begins to fade
When all hope begins to shatter
Know that I won't be afraid


If I risk it all
Could you break my fall?


How do I live? How do I breathe?
When you're not here I'm suffocating
I want to feel love, run through my blood
Tell me is this where I give it all up?
For you I have to risk it all
Cause the writing's on the wall


The writing's on the wall


How do I live? How do I breathe?
When you're not here I'm suffocating
I want to feel love, run through my blood
Tell me is this where I give it all up?
How do I live? How do I breathe?
When you're not here I'm suffocating
I want to feel love, run through my blood
Tell me is this where I give it all up?
For you I have to risk it all
Cause the writing's on the wall

Re: the poems.....

نوشتهنوشته شده در: شنبه 26 تير 1395 - 22:53
از سوی MENERVA
Sweet dreams are made of this who am I to disagree
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something

Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
I wanna use you and abuse you.

I'm gonna use you and abuse you.
I'm gonna know what's inside.
Gonna use you and abuse you.
I'm gonna know what's inside you.

Re: the poems.....

نوشتهنوشته شده در: شنبه 27 آذر 1395 - 01:16
از سوی The Morrígan
Hey brother,
Happy returns
It's been a while now
I bet you thought that I was dead
But I'm still here
Nothing's changed
Nothing's changed...

Hey brother,
I'd love to tell you I've been busy
But that would be a lie
'Cause the truth is
The years just pass like trains
I wave but they don't slow down
Don't slow down...

Hey brother,
I see the freaks and dispossessed on day release
Avoiding the police
I feel I'm falling once again
But now there's no one left to catch me...

Hey brother,
I feel like I'm living in parentheses
And I've got trouble with the bills
Do the kids remember me?
Well, I've got gifts for them
And for you much sorrow
But I'm feeling kind of drowsy now
So I'll finish this tomorrow...

Re: the poems.....

نوشتهنوشته شده در: شنبه 23 ارديبهشت 1396 - 10:22
از سوی ashkanOo
Well I heard there was a secret chord
That David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
Well it goes like this: the fourth, the fifth
The minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to her kitchen chair
She broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Baby I've been here before
I've seen this room and I've walked this floor (you know)
I used to live alone before I knew you
And I've seen your flag on the marble arch
And love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

There was a time when you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show that to me, do you?
But remember when I moved in you
And the holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah

Maybe there's a God above
All I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you
And it's not a cry that you hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

All I Ask

نوشتهنوشته شده در: چهارشنبه 17 خرداد 1396 - 21:17
از سوی The Morrígan

I will leave my heart at the door
I won't say a word
They've all been said before, you know
So why don't we just play pretend?
Like we're not scared of what is coming next
Or scared of having nothing left

Look, don't get me wrong
I know there is no tomorrow
All I ask is
If this is my last night with you
Hold me like I'm more than just a friend
Give me a memory I can use
Take me by the hand while we do what lovers do
It matters how this ends
'Cause what if I never love again?

I don't need your honesty
It's already in your eyes
And I'm sure my eyes, they speak for me
No one knows me like you do
And since you're the only one that matters
Tell me who do I run to?

Look, don't get me wrong
I know there is no tomorrow
All I ask is
If this is my last night with you
Hold me like I'm more than just a friend
Give me a memory I can use
Take me by the hand while we do what lovers do
It matters how this ends
'Cause what if I never love again?

Let this be our lesson in love
Let this be the way we remember us
I don't wanna be cruel or vicious
And I ain't asking for forgiveness

All I ask is
If this is my last night with you
Hold me like I'm more than just a friend
Give me a memory I can use
Take me by the hand while we do what lovers do
It matters how this ends
'Cause what if I never love again?

Re: the poems.....

نوشتهنوشته شده در: شنبه 3 تير 1396 - 12:28
از سوی Sin
No one seems to care anymore
(As) I wander through this night all alone
No one feels the pain I have inside
Looking at this world through my eyes

No one really cares where I go
Searching to feel warmth forever more
The wheels of life they turn without me
Now you are gone... eternally

No...
Don't leave me here
The dream carries (me) on
Inside
I know...
Its not too late
Lost moments blown away
Tonight

Mankind, with your heresy
Can't you see that this is killing me
There's no one in this life
To be here with me at my side

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نوشتهنوشته شده در: يكشنبه 4 تير 1396 - 08:47
از سوی Sin
I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface
I don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow

I've become so numb, I can't feel you there
Become so tired, so much more aware
By becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you

Can't you see that you're smothering me?
Holding too tightly, afraid to lose control
'Cause everything that you thought I would be
Has fallen apart right in front of you


And I know I may end up failing too
But I know you were just like me with someone disappointed in you

Re: the poems.....

نوشتهنوشته شده در: چهارشنبه 25 بهمن 1396 - 18:34
از سوی paradoxy
Yet nature is made better by no mean
But nature makes that mean: so, over that art
Which you say adds to nature, is an art
That nature makes.

The Winter’s Tale by William Shakespeare