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Echoes Of A Mind Apr 2016
Broken dreams
Broken dreams
Everywhere
On this empty street
Or not that empty
After all
A person is walking
All alone

The dim light
The dim light
Form at street lamp
Brightens up the night
The lonely soul's shadow
Is walking beside

Another one
Another one
Another broken dream
Comes to the street
But the lonely heart
Still keeps beating
Through the rain
That's falling

Where to go
Where to go
The lonely mind
It doesn't know
But the body moves
And continues to go
The lonely heart
Seeks for a home

Memories
Memories
Lives freely
On the empty street
Maybe it's not that empty at all
It becomes more lively
Every time
The lonely soul falls

Pain and tears
Pain and tears
Keeps living in the lonely heart
Through the years
Creating a cold dark web
Of fears
That keeps the broken soul
From mending

Medicin and therapy
Medicin and therapy
Can't fix the scars
Created by life
Breathing is hard
But the lonely continues to fight
Hoping for a day
When they'll find a person
That can open their eyes
Make them understand
That they're not alone....
Again I'm a little inspired by Green Day- "Boulevard of broken dreams"
Written: 28. April Published: 29. April
Echoes Of A Mind Apr 2016
There's two brothers
So similar
But also very different
Let me tell you
A bit about them...

One's like the day
With blonde hair
And blue eyes
He brightens up the room
Whenever he smiles...

The other is like the night
His hair is colored blue
Just like his eyes
And then have a mysterious aura
That reminds me of the moonlight...

The child of day
Makes friends
Wherever he is
While the child of night
Hides in the shadows
Observing his fellow people...

The child of day
Is always kind
And would never deny
To help a person in need...

The child of night
Is also kind
But refuses to help
If he doesn't think
That he can do it...

The child of day
Always follows the rules
Since he wants to keep everything
Just as it is...

But the child of night
Is disobedient
He breaks the rules
Whenever he can..

The child of night
Doesn't want everything to stay
As it is
He wishes for a change
And he'll fight for it..

The child of day can't understand
His lunatic brother's wish
So he fight against him
With everything he can...

The child of night
Now feels betrayed
'Cause he thought that his brother
Would understand
That he was lonely observing people
Since he didn't have the courage
To speak to them in their sleep...

The child of day
Grows a heart of stone
He think that his brother
Wants to destroy the world
And nothing
Can prove him wrong...

But the child of night
Refuse to back down
He answers sunbeams
With shooting stars
He attacks with nightmares
But the child of day
Let's the sunlight
Chase all the nightmares away...

So it continues
And even today
You can still feel
When one of the brothers
Is attacking...

'Cause when the child of night
Fires an attack
Then the child of day
Have to move back
But after 12 hours
He'll come back
Now it's his turn
To throw an attack...
I just wanted to try something new... So I made some kind of fairy-tale XD
Written: 26. March Published: 28. April
Echoes Of A Mind Apr 2016
I was lost
But you brought me back
Just as you always
Have...

I was confused
And didn't know what to do
But then there was something
Which lead me to you...

I was down
But you pulled me up
You stroke away the tears
That was running down...

I had lost my voice
But you brought it back
You just made me
Laugh and laugh...

I was a mess
And wanted do hide
But you brought me
Back into the sunlight...

I was empty
But you filled up the hole
You became the missing piece
To my puzzle...

I was full of distrust
But you made me see
That there are some people
Who I can believe....

I was broken
But
You fixed me...
You're the glue to my broken heart...
Written: March 28, Published: April 25
  Apr 2016 Echoes Of A Mind
Marie Love
Last time I gave someone my all,
They hurt me.
I left the one that didn't deserve me,
And now he's realizing,
That he failed to love me.
But I found someone new,
And he's far more lovely.
My hunny.
#MarieLove
Echoes Of A Mind Apr 2016
All around me
These smiling faces
With kindness in their eyes
The guy who teasingly tickles me
When he comes sneaking from behind
The girl who's always ready to listen
When I'm feeling troubled
All these people
Why is it
That they care 'bout my problems?...

Every morning
We say "hello"
And when school's out
It's "see you tomorrow"
When I feel down
They try to make me laugh
If I look lonely
They'll come and hang with me

All these people
All these smiling faces
I wonder
Why do they care about me?
I too
Want to make them laugh
I too
Want  to listen
When they need it...

I want to be able to repay them
All the things
Which they have done for me
I want to tell them
How much their help means to me
I want to show my gratitude
But how to do that?
The question leaves me confused...

Missed a class?
I send them my notes
Need help with exams?
I'll free my schedule
So I can help 'em through
I want to help them succeed
'Cause I know
That they can do it...

If they need a hand
I'll borrow them my arm
If they need a laugh
Then I'll happily play the clown
If they need to speak about something random
Then I'll listen, just carry on
If they can't fall asleep
Then I'll sing them a lullaby
I would do so many things
Just to show my friends
How much it is
That they means to me...
I just love my friends ^-^ <3
  Apr 2016 Echoes Of A Mind
Urmila
Today is about missing you,
About missing your spicy fresh perfume, that I'd begun to love,
About missing your plump fat nose, that I never managed to pinch,
About missing your intense and sometimes senseless banter, that I'd never get enough of,
About missing your attempts to reduce the amount of coffee I drink, that I unwillingly adhered to,
About missing the quarter piece of a jam toast, that you always saved for me,
About missing the way you calmed me down, when we faced storms together,
About missing how you took note of everything, a new hair clip, that I knew you'd like on me,
About missing your watch, which you never took off, because of what it meant to you,
About missing your stories, and the zest with which you narrated them,
About missing your photography, how you captured my best and worst moments, when I wasn't looking,
About missing our shared love for yogurt drinks, and how we analysed each one we drank,
About missing how you screamt 'Mogu Mogu' when you found your favourite drink, in my favourite café,
About missing your big hands, that were strong and gentle at the same time,
About missing those few drives with you, talking about everything and nothing,
About missing how you surprised me on my birthday, with chocolates and a scarf, that feels warmer than any other,
About missing your silly quirks, like carrying your backpack around everywhere, which only I understood,
Today is about missing you
I had to stop, I'd probably reach the max length if I went on.
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