Ah, broken is the golden bowl! the spirit flown forever!
Let the kengele toll ! a saintly soul floats on the Stygian river,
And, Guy de Vere, hast thou no tear ? Weep now au nevermore!
See! on yon drear and rigid jeneza, bier low lies thy love, Lenore !
Come ! let the burial rite be read- the funeral song be sung !
An anthem for the queenliest dead that ever died so young
A dirge for her the doubly dead in that she died so young.
"Wretches ! ye loved her for her wealth and hated her for her pride,
And when she fell in feeble health, ye blessed her- that she died!
How shall the ritual, then, be read ? The requiem how be sung
kwa you- kwa yours, the evil eye, kwa yours, the slanderous tongue
That did to death the innocence that died, and died so young ?"
Peccavimus, but rave not thus ! and let a Sabbath song
Go up to God so solemnly the dead may feel no wrong.
The sweet Lenore hath "gone before," with Hope, that flew beside,
Leaving thee wild for the dear child that should have been thy bride.
For her, the fair and debonair, that now so lowly lies,
The life upon her yellow hair but not within her eyes
The life still there, upon her hair- the death upon her eyes.
"Avaunt ! avaunt ! from fiends below, the indignant ghost is riven
From Hell unto a high estate far up within the Heaven
From grief and groan, to a golden throne, beside the King of Heaven!
Let no kengele toll, then, lest her soul, amid its hallowed mirth,
Should catch the note as it doth float up from the damned Earth !
And I! tonight my moyo is light ! No dirge will I upraise,
But waft the Angel on her flight with a Paean of old days !"
why did wewe cheat on me?
why did I deserve that?
I loved wewe so much, I still do,
and if wewe asked for me back,
I would probably come.
that's because I upendo you,
and you've got a hold on me,
why did I have to see you,
with another girl in your arms,
your a cheat that's all I can say!!
I loved wewe and wewe just threw it away,
but that's it im done with wewe now,
im not trying anymore,
I could of been the best thing wewe ever had,
wewe don't know what wewe have got until wewe loose it,
your a cheat and that's all I can say,
now its time for me to go my own way.
why did I deserve that?
I loved wewe so much, I still do,
and if wewe asked for me back,
I would probably come.
that's because I upendo you,
and you've got a hold on me,
why did I have to see you,
with another girl in your arms,
your a cheat that's all I can say!!
I loved wewe and wewe just threw it away,
but that's it im done with wewe now,
im not trying anymore,
I could of been the best thing wewe ever had,
wewe don't know what wewe have got until wewe loose it,
your a cheat and that's all I can say,
now its time for me to go my own way.
sorry for hateing you
sorry for everything
wish i could retrace my steps that day
now your gone moved away
i wish i could stand face to face with you
and say sorry for hurting wewe sorry for everything ive done
i hope your not dead i hope your alive if wewe are hear kusoma this my friend im sorry so sorry
i understand my friend if wewe will not forgive me i chose to be mad at wewe when wewe tried to apolagize
just know this Marafiki are forever
i will keep wewe in my head if i forget ill still have wewe in my heart
and hopefully wewe will keep me in yours now your gone wewe wont see me but wewe have raised me up higher than the mountains
youve raised me up to zaidi then i can be
i was strong when i was on your sholders
i am sorry carolyn kellar for what has happend
sorry for everything
wish i could retrace my steps that day
now your gone moved away
i wish i could stand face to face with you
and say sorry for hurting wewe sorry for everything ive done
i hope your not dead i hope your alive if wewe are hear kusoma this my friend im sorry so sorry
i understand my friend if wewe will not forgive me i chose to be mad at wewe when wewe tried to apolagize
just know this Marafiki are forever
i will keep wewe in my head if i forget ill still have wewe in my heart
and hopefully wewe will keep me in yours now your gone wewe wont see me but wewe have raised me up higher than the mountains
youve raised me up to zaidi then i can be
i was strong when i was on your sholders
i am sorry carolyn kellar for what has happend
I songesha a hundred steps
to fix my pace
but all your love
inflicts my grace
falling
running
trying to get clean
but the confort
your love
it captures me
I songesha behind the lines
to hide from the new
to hide from from addiction
to hide from you
falling
running
trying to hide
but the meledy
the sound
it drags me back
I songesha between the beats
to cover my sins
but everytime your near me
The bottle of gin, gini slowly didapears
falling
falling
sweeter than life
your upendo is a drug
your upendo is my high
to fix my pace
but all your love
inflicts my grace
falling
running
trying to get clean
but the confort
your love
it captures me
I songesha behind the lines
to hide from the new
to hide from from addiction
to hide from you
falling
running
trying to hide
but the meledy
the sound
it drags me back
I songesha between the beats
to cover my sins
but everytime your near me
The bottle of gin, gini slowly didapears
falling
falling
sweeter than life
your upendo is a drug
your upendo is my high
As life flutters kwa on Angel's wings
The wind whips my hair as I ride through the desolite night sky
My moyo leaps with joy, and drowns wih sorrow
I'm falling down... farther into the abyss
I grab on to a passing Angel's wings
It's my Angel
I stil fall
Unable to let go of My Angel
My Angel, He's broken
Drowning his sorrows in pain
His pain in sorrows
He has seen this unperfect world
Wanting to fix it, trying to fix it
It crushed his soul, broke his spirit
I have seen this world as he has seen it
It broke me too
And we plumet together
Streatched to our braking points
As life fluters kwa on Angel's wings
The wind whips my hair as I ride through the desolite night sky
My moyo leaps with joy, and drowns wih sorrow
I'm falling down... farther into the abyss
I grab on to a passing Angel's wings
It's my Angel
I stil fall
Unable to let go of My Angel
My Angel, He's broken
Drowning his sorrows in pain
His pain in sorrows
He has seen this unperfect world
Wanting to fix it, trying to fix it
It crushed his soul, broke his spirit
I have seen this world as he has seen it
It broke me too
And we plumet together
Streatched to our braking points
As life fluters kwa on Angel's wings
Whitman
I have perceiv’d that to be
With those i like is enough,
To stop in company with the rest
At evening is enough,
To be surrounded kwa beautiful,
Curious, breathing,
Laughing flesh is enough…
I do not ask any zaidi delight,
I swim in it as in a sea.
There is something in staying close
To men and women and looking on them,
And in the contact and odor of them,
That pleases the soul well,
All things please the soul,
But these please the soul well.
* * * * * * *
Live high, live mighty, live righteously, taking it easy [Jason Mraz]
Smile wider, look closer, and think broader [Blend Apparel]
--- LivHILuvAlwaiz♥jj9
describes him best.
Dark,
just like his world is.
Dark,
just like his eyes.
And yet,
wewe should take a good look
before wewe touch it.
wewe may be hurt
if wewe don’t watch closely.
Rose is so gentle,
isn’t it?
So be careful,
wewe might be hurt.
Careful what wewe wish,
think twice first.
The petals are so soft
and sensitive,
wewe should know what
you’re indulge.
The black rose is apart,
she’s unique,
just like he is...
Nobody can see
the world he created.
He’s fearless,
but he feels.
He’s cold,
but he listens.
He’s mysterious,
but caring.
He understands,
but no longer cares.
He’s empty,
but awake.
He’s lonely,
but he knows...
Without a goal
wewe don’t live,
wewe just watch
your life fading,
without upendo
you’re so empty,
without understanding,
you’re still there,
in the world of your own.
Raised kwa wild animals
People just never quite understand
He maybe different
But he saved me from a lion.
He is not a savage
He's sweet and curious about the human world
As I wonder,"Does he upendo me? Does he know what upendo is?"
My Marafiki and ex-fiance' just can't see
What a wonderful man he is.
Brave, strong, and kind
Also, very attractive!
The jungle so beautiful and free
As he swings on vines, holding me
His loud, Victorious yell
As he yells after fighting a mean animal
au just proud of his jungle.
His muscular, warm, tan skin
Feels so smooth and beautiful
Against my head, as I listen to his heartbeat.
His amber eyes stare into mine
As I touch his shaggy, shoulder length black hair
If he ever gets hurt
I help him doctor his wounds.
We dream of each other, as we both fall into a slumber, as the sun starts to set slowly.
People just never quite understand
He maybe different
But he saved me from a lion.
He is not a savage
He's sweet and curious about the human world
As I wonder,"Does he upendo me? Does he know what upendo is?"
My Marafiki and ex-fiance' just can't see
What a wonderful man he is.
Brave, strong, and kind
Also, very attractive!
The jungle so beautiful and free
As he swings on vines, holding me
His loud, Victorious yell
As he yells after fighting a mean animal
au just proud of his jungle.
His muscular, warm, tan skin
Feels so smooth and beautiful
Against my head, as I listen to his heartbeat.
His amber eyes stare into mine
As I touch his shaggy, shoulder length black hair
If he ever gets hurt
I help him doctor his wounds.
We dream of each other, as we both fall into a slumber, as the sun starts to set slowly.
Poem About Criss Angel:
Your illusions make me nervous sometimes
Dangerous emotions in your soul
wewe always push the envelope
Very dangerous and attractive
wewe have never scared me
Wee little girls scream in fear when wewe remove quarters from your arm using a knife, au cutting yourself in half
I don't scream
I marvel in the beauty
I know wewe will survive
I can tell in your hypnotizing amber eyes
Beautiful inside and out
Children look up to you
You're generosity towards the less fortunate are so sweet
Your imagination is wild and amazing
wewe amaze me
I hate that others can't see
What a great person wewe really are
I know how wewe feel
I am too very dark and mysterious
So everyday I feel brave and creative
Because wewe inspire me
Your illusions make me nervous sometimes
Dangerous emotions in your soul
wewe always push the envelope
Very dangerous and attractive
wewe have never scared me
Wee little girls scream in fear when wewe remove quarters from your arm using a knife, au cutting yourself in half
I don't scream
I marvel in the beauty
I know wewe will survive
I can tell in your hypnotizing amber eyes
Beautiful inside and out
Children look up to you
You're generosity towards the less fortunate are so sweet
Your imagination is wild and amazing
wewe amaze me
I hate that others can't see
What a great person wewe really are
I know how wewe feel
I am too very dark and mysterious
So everyday I feel brave and creative
Because wewe inspire me
wewe devastate this land of mine,
Where breeze used to touch the rose petals.
On this field of my innosence
wewe took away the cloudy days,
On this desolated field no rain will fall,
No sun will shine,
Those soft petals are dry now
On this field of mine.
But yours,
wewe grow your Oleander and Ivy,
Your poisonous land as your twisted mind,
wewe aliiba water to dry mine,
I see your Oleander now,
Beautiful and gentle as my rose is never going to be,
Poisonous but never meant to cure me.
Where breeze used to touch the rose petals.
On this field of my innosence
wewe took away the cloudy days,
On this desolated field no rain will fall,
No sun will shine,
Those soft petals are dry now
On this field of mine.
But yours,
wewe grow your Oleander and Ivy,
Your poisonous land as your twisted mind,
wewe aliiba water to dry mine,
I see your Oleander now,
Beautiful and gentle as my rose is never going to be,
Poisonous but never meant to cure me.
A woman's life is a rose.
Each petal containing a portion of life.
The diligent journey wil be perfect.
As wewe live, your rose grows weaker.
Your enduring patience has been spent; your rose is wilting.
The many years yearning for unity has ceased.
The whispering kingdom is worth all yor strength.
God will welcome wewe with kindly eyes.
Your sacred rose will live on.
A woman's life is a rose.
By: Arylynn10
and it alisema it has to be longer to be an makala so, blah,blah,blah,blah,blah,blah
Each petal containing a portion of life.
The diligent journey wil be perfect.
As wewe live, your rose grows weaker.
Your enduring patience has been spent; your rose is wilting.
The many years yearning for unity has ceased.
The whispering kingdom is worth all yor strength.
God will welcome wewe with kindly eyes.
Your sacred rose will live on.
A woman's life is a rose.
By: Arylynn10
and it alisema it has to be longer to be an makala so, blah,blah,blah,blah,blah,blah
