I´m in love...
Attracted to the man,
whose deeds have changed.
Behind the angelic face
rests the cruel truth;
There were signs of warning,
along the way,
I should have seen them.
Even he himself
tried to protect me from falling.
But I never listened.
Being blinded by his charms
that remained.
Even the devil was once an angel...
It´s a perfect irony
because he once fell too.
And landed in hell,
instead of heaven.
Dec 9, 2018
Dec 9, 2018 at 5:36 PM UTC
The words that left my lips,
the ones I never meant,
hurt you in a bitter way.
It´s too late to get away...
Baby, I promise,
I never meant to hurt you.
I never meant to say
the words that left my lips,
on a Christmas day...
Jan 2, 2018
Jan 2, 2018 at 12:24 PM UTC
As it fell out on a long summer's day,
Two lovers they sat on a hill;
They sat together that long summer's day,
And could not talk their fill.
"I see no harm by you, Margarèt,
And you see none by mee;
Before to-morrow at eight o' the clock
A rich wedding you shall see."
Fair Margaret sat in her bower-windòw,
Combing her yellow hair;
There she spyed sweet William and his bride,
As they were a riding near.
Then down she layd her ivory combe,
And braided her hair in twain:
She went alive out of her bower,
But ne'er came alive in't again.
When day was gone, and night was come,
And all men fast asleep,
Then came the spirit of Fair Marg'ret,
And stood at William's feet.
"Are you awake, sweet William?" shee said,
"Or, sweet William, are you asleep?
God give you joy of your gay bride-bed,
And me of my winding sheet."
When day was come, and night was gone,
And all men wak'd from sleep,
Sweet William to his lady sayd,
"My dear, I have cause to weep.
"I dreamt a dream, my dear ladyè,
Such dreames are never good:
I dreamt my bower was full of red 'wine,'
And my bride-bed full of blood."
"Such dreams, such dreams, my honoured sir,
They never do prove good;
To dream thy bower was full of red 'wine,'
And thy bride-bed full of blood."
He called up his merry men all,
By one, by two, and by three;
Saying, "I'll away to fair Marg'ret's bower,
By the leave of my ladiè."
And when he came to fair Marg'ret's bower,
He knocked at the ring;
And who so ready as her seven brethrèn
To let sweet William in.
Then he turned up the covering-sheet;
"Pray let me see the dead;
Methinks she looks all pale and wan.
She hath lost her cherry red.
"I'll do more for thee, Margarèt,
Than any of thy kin:
For I will kiss thy pale wan lips,
Though a smile I cannot win."
With that bespake the seven brethrèn,
Making most piteous mone,
"You may go kiss your jolly brown bride,
And let our sister alone."
"If I do kiss my jolly brown bride,
I do but what is right;
I ne'er made a vow to yonder poor corpse,
By day, nor yet by night.
"Deal on, deal on, my merry men all,
Deal on your cake and your wine:
For whatever is dealt at her funeral to-day,
Shall be dealt to-morrow at mine."
Fair Margaret dyed to-day, to-day,
Sweet William dyed the morrow:
Fair Margaret dyed for pure true love,
Sweet William dyed for sorrow.
Margaret was buryed in the lower chancèl,
And William in the higher:
Out of her brest there sprang a rose,
And out of his a briar.
They grew till they grew unto the church top,
And then they could grow no higher;
And there they tyed in a true lover's knot,
Which made all the people admire.
Then came the clerk of the parish,
As you the truth shall hear,
And by misfortune cut them down,
Or they had now been there.
May 13, 2017
May 13, 2017 at 10:16 AM UTC
How stupid can one be...
to fall in love
with best friend´s man?
How stupid can one be...
to fall in love again?
This time with his friend...
How stupid can one be...
to tell everything to another friend?
Rather than do
unforgivable things with them!
Just one kiss
on his lips
would be enough for me
to bury the desire
deep inside
Feb 12, 2017
Feb 12, 2017 at 12:44 PM UTC
Your skin is so white
perfect
(as a freshly fallen snow)
I love the smell of you
I love touching you
I love you
and I want to marry you...
So will you please marry me now?
And I jumped in the middle of night
from my bed
because that man
was not the one sleeping to my left....
Feb 12, 2017
Feb 12, 2017 at 12:39 PM UTC
(Na)vždy si tu stál
a jemne sa ma dotýkal.
Vtedy, keď naše prsty zostali zjednotené
v nerozpletenom zovretí...
Na deke pod stromom
moja nežná dlaň
hladila tvoj obličaj...
Teraz však pri mojom dotyku,
dotyku nezmenenom ba predsa inom,
odvraciaš tvár.
Strácala by som sa
v myšlienkach na teba...
Keby *** nebol čas, od času svetových odlišností
tak krutý.
A napokon, keď sa tvoja ruka vytratí
ako posledný vánok zo zeme...
Napokon zostanú *** rozorvané objatia.
Nov 2, 2015
Nov 2, 2015 at 2:43 PM UTC
After almost a year
people still think it´s gross
and disgusting.
They mock me for being with him.
They think I have him only for ***
I´ve never in my life heard something so untrue...
Not only he is very gentle and sweet,
the *** realy is something...
But most of all
I deeply and truly love him.
With all my heart,
all my soul
and all my mind.
Oct 25, 2015
Oct 25, 2015 at 1:31 PM UTC
Please Open and see
Sweet Dreams
No! Don´t worry, gone will
be the ni gh tmare s.. . when you
turn ar oun d, an oth er dream
will imme dia tely come...
I have an eye on you
all night long.
From my seat, you can´t
really hear me. I´m sure you
you won´t. But you should seriously
know that I´m always here. Noth ing will happen
to you ... I´m yo ur guardian ... bu t not an ordinary
one. I´m the sweet little...
Teddy Bear
Oct 13, 2015
Oct 13, 2015 at 6:26 AM UTC
Watery smile of exhaustion,
eighty-nine thousand closed doors
behind a distraction.
´Where are you heading?´
moving on
from endless fascination,
carefully reassuring
your sobbing heart.
Oct 12, 2015
Oct 12, 2015 at 11:07 AM UTC
I am a strong person
but even the strongest people
need to be told everything will be okay.
Even the strongest people
need to cry...
I cry only in front of you
when I know
you´ll be there, holding my hand
and keeping me close!
My baby,
be here tonight.
Oct 5, 2015
Oct 5, 2015 at 3:00 PM UTC