Without
I'd never felt so dead before
So cold, so pained, unbearably sore
I never thought I'd hurt like this
Without wewe here, your murderous kiss
Without your hand to envelope mine
Without your voice, deep, divine
Without your dark, concealing eyes
Without your words, your venemous lies
I'd never thought of myself this way
So alone, every night, every ending day
I always saw my reflection inayofuata to yours
But I'm in darkness, behind closed doors
Without your speech, always mysterious
Without your smile, making me delirious
I thought you'd stay forever, you'd care
But now all I remember is your hateful stare
I'd never felt so dead before
So cold, so pained, unbearably sore
I never thought I'd hurt like this
Without wewe here, your murderous kiss
Without your hand to envelope mine
Without your voice, deep, divine
Without your dark, concealing eyes
Without your words, your venemous lies
I'd never thought of myself this way
So alone, every night, every ending day
I always saw my reflection inayofuata to yours
But I'm in darkness, behind closed doors
Without your speech, always mysterious
Without your smile, making me delirious
I thought you'd stay forever, you'd care
But now all I remember is your hateful stare
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.
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Live high, live mighty, live righteously, taking it easy [Jason Mraz]
Smile wider, look closer, and think broader [Blend Apparel]
--- LivHILuvAlwaiz♥jj9
OF
RUST
do wewe breathe the name
of your saviour in your saa of need
and taste the blame
if the flavour should remind wewe of greed
of implication, insinuation and ill will
till' wewe cannot lie still
in all this turmoil
before red cape and foil
come closing in for a kill
come feed the rain
’cause i'm thirsty for your upendo
dancing underneath the skies of lust
yeah, feed the rain
’cause without your upendo my life
ain't nothing but this carnival of rust
it's all a game, avoiding failure
when true colors will bleed
all in the name of misbehaviour
and the things we don't need
i lust for after no disaster can touch
touch us anymore
and zaidi than ever
i hope to never fall, where enough
is not the same it was before
don't walk away, don't walk away
when the world is burning
don't walk away, don't walk away
when my moyo is yearning
This is a poem that i wrote. I was bored and tired of being treated different just 'cause i like being myself and not someone else. Anyways heres it is:
just because i look away,
doesn't mean i don't care
just because wewe don't see me crying,
doesn't mean i'm heartless.
just because i'm usual alone
doesn't mean i'm lonely.
i look away when something i see bothers me.
i cry when i'm alone,its not a weakness but what makes me strong
i'm alone when i don't want to be like you.
just because i dress different
doesn't mean i'm completely different from you
just because i act strange sometimes
doesn't mean i crave attention
i dress different to be unique,
i act strange to not fit in.
just because i dress different, sit and cry alone, and acts strange
does it mean im not like you?
no it just means i don't want to be perfect,
i don't want to be, what wewe call 'normal'
it means that i'd rather be an individual.
just because i look away,
doesn't mean i don't care
just because wewe don't see me crying,
doesn't mean i'm heartless.
just because i'm usual alone
doesn't mean i'm lonely.
i look away when something i see bothers me.
i cry when i'm alone,its not a weakness but what makes me strong
i'm alone when i don't want to be like you.
just because i dress different
doesn't mean i'm completely different from you
just because i act strange sometimes
doesn't mean i crave attention
i dress different to be unique,
i act strange to not fit in.
just because i dress different, sit and cry alone, and acts strange
does it mean im not like you?
no it just means i don't want to be perfect,
i don't want to be, what wewe call 'normal'
it means that i'd rather be an individual.
I awake
Morning sunshine across my face
I reach up to rub the sand from my eyes
Not real sand, oh no, oh no
Sand from the sandman
I remember last night when he came
Came dancing, dancing, around, and around
Tossing his magic sleep-sand into those which see
Eye’s become dry
Eyelids droop to moisten themselves
It is useless
They must close
Now I sit awake
Rubbing the sand from my eyes
Not real sand, oh no, oh no
Sand from the sandman
He will come again tonight
Come dancing, dancing, around, and around
Tossing magic sleep-sand into those which see
Eyes will become dry
Eyelids will droop to moisten themselves
It is useless
They must close
by Emily Rose
Morning sunshine across my face
I reach up to rub the sand from my eyes
Not real sand, oh no, oh no
Sand from the sandman
I remember last night when he came
Came dancing, dancing, around, and around
Tossing his magic sleep-sand into those which see
Eye’s become dry
Eyelids droop to moisten themselves
It is useless
They must close
Now I sit awake
Rubbing the sand from my eyes
Not real sand, oh no, oh no
Sand from the sandman
He will come again tonight
Come dancing, dancing, around, and around
Tossing magic sleep-sand into those which see
Eyes will become dry
Eyelids will droop to moisten themselves
It is useless
They must close
by Emily Rose
MUSIC
by: Charles Baudelaire
muziki doth kuinua, kunyanyua me like a sea
Towards my planet pale,
Then through dark fogs au heaven's infinity
I lift my wandering sail.
With breast advanced, drinking the winds that flee,
And through the cordage wail,
I mount the hurrying waves night hides from me
Beneath her sombre veil.
I feel the tremblings of all passions known
To ships before the breeze;
Cradled kwa gentle winds, au tempest-blown
I pass the abysmal seas
That are, when calm, the mirror level and fair
Of my despair!
by: Charles Baudelaire
muziki doth kuinua, kunyanyua me like a sea
Towards my planet pale,
Then through dark fogs au heaven's infinity
I lift my wandering sail.
With breast advanced, drinking the winds that flee,
And through the cordage wail,
I mount the hurrying waves night hides from me
Beneath her sombre veil.
I feel the tremblings of all passions known
To ships before the breeze;
Cradled kwa gentle winds, au tempest-blown
I pass the abysmal seas
That are, when calm, the mirror level and fair
Of my despair!
will bring u back up. The stars
and the heavens of earth will
put u in the right place at all times.
Keep your head up an evil friendship,a foney
smile will try to bring u down
but as long as u keep your head up, u will
be happy for miles around.
Life is strong,life is good, the most power will
will bring u upon the sky that will reach the heavens on earth.
Catch your dreams high in the sky, fight back and express your love, don let nobody tell u wrong. U have to keep your head up at all times. U are the inayofuata greatest leaders. Fight for education and keep your head up.