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Niveda Nahta Jan 2015
(English)
silences are buried voices,
come and listen to them,
just a touch and you will see them,
burst into a thousand butterflies,
disturbed just to speak a word,
mystery in them lies..
silences are a tune,
try making them into songs,
silences are words,
try making them into sentences,
free them and they will fly away like birds..
silences are the skies,
come open your wings and fly,
silences are the touch of lies,
do you feel them, like I?
silences that lay with me,
I'll share 'em with you,
come, hold my hand,
and let me bury you,
you and I
in the sands of chimes
in the sands of time..

(French)
nos silences ..
silences sont
enterrés voix,
venir les écouter,
juste une touche et vous les
verrez,
éclater en mille papillons,
dérangé juste pour dire un mot,
mystère en eux se trouve ..
silences sont une mélodie,
essayez
en faire des chansons,
silences sont des mots,
essayez de les faire
en phrases,
libérer eux et ils vont
se envoler comme des oiseaux ..
silences sont les cieux,
viennent
ouvrir vos ailes et voler,
silences sont la touche de mensonges, ne
vous les sentez,
comme je l'ai?
silences qui se trouvaient avec moi,
Je vais 'em part avec vous,
venir,
me tenir la main,
et laissez-moi
vous enterrer,
vous et moi dans
les sables de carillons dans
les sables du temps ..
I know I have not used 'big words' to increase the beauty of this..but I do not know what to use..just something.. :)
Niveda Nahta Jan 2015
{English}
love that binds us,
truly pure,
love holds us together,
even though blind,
in love you will see all,
but hear none other..
{French}
l'amour qui nous lie,
vraiment pur,
l'amour qui
nous unit,
même si aveugle,
dans l'amour, vous
verrez tout,
mais entendre rien d'autre..
Niveda Nahta Oct 2014
people change,
situations tear them apart,
opportunities bring them closer..
Niveda Nahta May 2014
(English)
many days have passed since I saw your face,
Maybe its better this way,
since every time I see you I get a strong feeling,
Of carefully,
slapping or hitting and even killing!

(French)
nombreux jours se sont écoulés depuis que j'ai vu votre visage,
Peut-être son meilleur de cette façon,
car chaque fois que je vous vois je obtenez un sentiment fort,
De soin,
*gifles et même tuer!
Just goofing around! :D juste amusant autour! :D
Niveda Nahta Apr 2014
Drip drop the whiskey drops,        
shattered glass,
broken heart,    
consciousness lost,
but faith not,          
I see myself lying on the cold bedded rock..
not my best work though...but I sense something in it..I just don't seem to know what..
Niveda Nahta Apr 2014
He took me by surprise,
and in a second I knew I was held,
captured,
only to be used,
I knew I could do nothing at all,
my feet were cold and his hands were armed,
he scratched me and molested me with all he had,
my neck was ****** and my heart went slow,
after having his fun,
he tightened his hold,
his work wasn't done until my body was sore,
he stomped me on the chest with his brand new boots,
hit my head and broke my arm with his beatings and his calm,
he wanted to see me dead now,
I gave him what he wanted,
as I could not move acted dead,
he left me dying told me his name was 'Angel',
my only company now was the silence of the trees,
*His name was Angel,
but evil were his deeds..
A little something I heard from a neighbour who was recently *****..sad...everything happened too quickely for her to comprehend..she still survives but not for long though...
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