////PART ONE/////

tales of old,
of legend,
a lesson
fen'harel
hunts once more

humbled and hallowed,
the gods welcomed him
with open arms
and blinded eyes

shared visions
and revealed dreams
they saw and cried,
but were sealed
away

pointed ears
with gleaming teeth
the fen'harel stalks
once again

leaves die, fall and grow
remind the mortals on earth
of fen'harel
god of betrayal
remind them
He Who Hunts Alone


////PART TWO/////

soft skin
of open mind
the chosen girl
rises

with trembling arms
and a steady voice
she leads the world of men
to victory

hidden skin
fen'harel approaches
clever wit
and wise words
they welcome him

like the gods,
the humans are blind
ignorant
never listening
to their mothers stories
of fen'harel

blur of hope
the herald stands
against demons
against sin
against pride and jealousy

but remembers her humanity
as andrastes chosen
and not andraste herself

soft eyes flash
to white,
when the mortal girl deepened the kiss
a startled gasp
collapse,
for the God fen'harel

He rolled up yesterday
Out of nowhere
As always
My old friend and me
Sharing news of families
And where he's living now
With a million memories between us
We laughed about the past
Gossiped about the present
Who's with who these days
Why when and where
Gigs and music
As always
But we never mentioned the future
We rarely do these days

                                        By Phil Roberts

If i could be anything in the world i would want to be a tear drop..
born in your eyes
live on your cheek
and die on your lips...more than that i can not ask for.

Chemistry was cheering us on,
but Timing was fighting against us.
I could always hear Chemistry yelling our names,
but Timing was making it rough.
Chemistry was on our side,
trying to help us win that war.
She fought long and hard and never gave up,
but truth was we needed Timing more.

Timing cheered when we lost,
he would not let us forget.
Chemistry held us close,
she whispered "this isn't over yet."
So now we sit and we wait,
wondering what happens next.
Because Chemistry is sitting ready,
Timing will be put to the test.

Loving you is the best-worst thing I've ever done,
It's the most right, wrong thing I've ever had
It's tore me to shreds,
then stitched me back together,
Without patches, without seams
Even better than before..
Loving you may be chaos,
but it's the chaos that keeps my weary heart beating

What do I owe to you
Who loved me deep and long?
You never gave my spirit wings
Nor gave my heart a song.
But oh, to him I loved,
Who loved me not at all,
I owe the open gate
That leads through heaven’s wall!
(By Sara Teasdale)

እዳ

በደንብ ጠበቅ አድርገህ ላፈቀርከኝ
የምከፍለው ምን ወሮታ አለኝ?
ለነፍሴ ክንፍ አለገስካት
ለልቤም መዝሙር አልሰጠሃት፣
ግን፣ ውይ፣ ለወደድኩት ላላፈቀረኝ፣
ዕዳ አለብኝ፣ በሩን ያለው ከፈት፣
በግድግዳወ አርጎ ሠተት
የሚያዘልቅ ወደ ገነት!

(ሳራ ቲሰዳል) /

Cuando escuche la noticia, me dio un retorcijon en el estomago, entre en un pequeño shock. Quería verte, quería escucharte, quería que nuestros ojos se cruzaran nuevamente. La noticia de que no habría razón para vernos me dejo desesperanzado, te había prometido un día antes que nos veríamos y aunque tu no sepas que me gustas se que sientes algo por mi.

Tus ojos se iluminan hasta con la cantidad mas pequeña de luz. Verte un día a la semana no es suficiente para mi, quiero cruzarnos 24/7 o al menos 5 días a la semana.

No pude cumplir esa pequeña promesa que te hice y se me rompe el alma al saber que no te veré por 2 semanas, o bueno eso es lo que pienso, quien sabe de pronto el universo nos reúna nuevamente y podamos decir adiós por poco tiempo, aunque no del todo triste porque te veré en mis sueños siempre recordando tus ojos negros y cabello largo.

Mi mayor anelo es que podamos vernos, que podamos sentirnos pero mas importante, que podamos ser.

Who steals the moon?
or does it just fall?
Fleeting softly of its own accord;
if I could tie it with string,
I too could be swept soundly abroad

A better world
You do expect.
A sigh of relief
I really want to offer.
Am I really so harsh
Even I can't enter the premises of your heart.
Even I believe the cloud will be dispersed someday
Someday I can offer you.
A better world
Less of anxieties
Lots of hope.
I really wanna present you
The world where
Men 'll respect you.
Not for anything else
But...
Because you're women.
And,you deserve that ! - 17.03.2015