I'm the one which wait for the end of wold.
Adrian
Adrian
Apr 20      Apr 22

I once asked: What insanity mean?

An old man told me that:
All people are normal,
But few of them can see green horses.
Few of them can speak with walls,
Few of them can hear colors,
Few of them can see voices,
None is normal here, everyone is different,
None is insane, everyone around here think is normal


When there's none which can hear me,
I speak with stars,
Through my mind I speak with the entire Universe.

I'm the one which can change the world,
I'm the one which can stop wars,
I'm the one which wait for the end of wold.
I'm insane?

;sync,we can go  all over the wold todae

Oh  what is it inside russsian, thy tendenes  i  love u .
An exqusite taste better than chicken sausages you are best cooked
by a motswana rib
i love the taste we give to all  humans in  sync,we can go  all over the wold todae


Ooooo u drive me crazy and turn me on ,u make me so high tht i could even tAlk to the rain


oh  eish  i will contiune nxt time

#i dnt  kwn wht to sai
And from the beech-trees on the wold

The lily’s withered chalice falls
Around its rod of dusty gold,
And from the beech-trees on the wold
The last wood-pigeon coos and calls.

The gaudy leonine sunflower
Hangs black and barren on its stalk,
And down the windy garden walk
The dead leaves scatter,—hour by hour.

Pale privet-petals white as milk
Are blown into a snowy mass:
The roses lie upon the grass
Like little shreds of crimson silk.

From winds that sweep the winter-bitten wold,—

Like labour-laden moonclouds faint to flee
From winds that sweep the winter-bitten wold,—
Like multiform circumfluence manifold
Of night’s flood-tide,—like terrors that agree
Of hoarse-tongued fire and inarticulate sea,—
Even such, within some glass dimmed by our breath,
Our hearts discern wild images of Death,
Shadows and shoals that edge eternity.

Howbeit athwart Death’s imminent shade doth soar
One Power, than flow of stream or flight of dove
Sweeter to glide around, to brood above.
Tell me, my heart;—what angel-greeted door
Or threshold of wing-winnowed threshing-floor
Hath guest fire-fledged as thine, whose lord is Love?

back into the wold
Aya Baker
Aya Baker
Jul 26

i wish
there were ways
you could let yourself out;
slip little bits of your soul
back into the wold
free it from your vessel,
your prison,
let it no longer anchor you.
the cracks in my skin:
be the gateway to
my end.

you will be buffeted by the winds
you will sail far over the seas,
skimming its surfaces;
the hot winds in the desert might parch you.
and you will have lived
as long as you think you did.

In beta.
the wold was spinning
Emi
Emi
Feb 13

she popped a few pills
and closed her eyes
going for a trip
experiencing a wild ride
she was tired of living
trapped in the grey
she fell down a hole
and gained a few shades
the wold was spinning
she felt upside down
she flew up too high
and got spun around
with weary limbs she
came back to earth
her tired feet found
balance in the dirt
her aching throat
whispered a sigh
she now saw the world
through kaleidoscope eyes

i live in a separate wold than you,
Skai
Skai
Jul 12

I remember that day i wept into your arms.
im not sure why i did,
but i cried and cried.
i think it was because i wanted to kill myself.

a reason why i didn't go through with it is because i didn't want to have to live in a world without you.
well, i have to now.
i live in a separate wold than you,
and that was one of my biggest fears,
and now i have to face it.

remembering shit that i had forgotten about.
i tried to sleep but i drank wayyy too much coffee today.
also i wanna see the sun rise so i guess its whatever.

im not really concerned about punctuation or capitalization right now lol
mik me pollute wold and kill wold like you, yes?
Raj Arumugam
Raj Arumugam
Oct 17, 2010

me no spit English, me no no Englis, OK?
me barbarrrian, why u one me speak Englis?
u teach me inglish then u want me slave, ya?
u teach me englis and mik mee go from nuture,
from da trees and de lakes and hum of me ancesdors, ya?
and you teach me englis
glive me your stinkin additudes
mik me pollute wold and kill wold like you, yes?
I del u, me spit no englis but sdill u offer skolarsips
and mik me shange name, and then tick on Englis name, ya?
then peeple call me englis name like tom, prick, hairy
or my wife become susan or margate
and me become kristian, yeah?
why I say no englis still u want to tich me englsi
and give me book and mi say, mi say,
luk at my nikid bady laik da die I was born
liiiv me one
don't tiich me englis
or wan day I will kurs and swera in inglis
like who, who, who, like that monster I hard play story
is he nime Caliban, yeah?
me barbarrbaian, dun't mike i civilized like u;
me no no inglis;
me happi with me lunguge and me hum
and my trees and likes and annncesdral places¦
I no wants to spit engilsi and khanges my name and culturte!
and un I no wan to go fom humen!
leave me lone wan, I say! me no spit englis!
or I put u in pot if you no go!

on haaw englsi changasz lifvez and woold
You, I wold have flow over me like water,

I would bathe myself in strangeness:
These comforts heaped upon me, smother me!
I burn, I scald so for the new,
New friends, new faces,
Places!
Oh to be out of this,
This that is all I wanted
—save the new.

And you,
Love, you the much, the more desired!
Do I not loathe all walls, streets, stones,
All mire, mist, all fog,
All ways of traffic?
You, I wold have flow over me like water,
Oh, but far out of this!
Grass, and low fields, and hills,
And sun,
Oh, sun enough!
Out, and alone, among some
Alien people!

that grew elm-oak amid the wold.

I stood still and was a tree amid the wood,
Knowing the truth of things unseen before;
Of Daphne and the laurel bow
And that god-feasting couple old
that grew elm-oak amid the wold.
’Twas not until the gods had been
Kindly entreated, and been brought within
Unto the hearth of their heart’s home
That they might do this wonder thing;
Nathless I have been a tree amid the wood
And many a new thing understood
That was rank folly to my head before.

 
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