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Dreamy nightShe sat on the cathedral
Looking at the stars at night
Trying to count them all
But there were more than
She could ever imagine
She was accompanied
By the moon
The huge night
Was like a big black space
In front of her
But the stars came to her
And gave her imagination
She saw a little bear
Sleeping on the moon
And a smile appeared on her face
She dozed off
When a thousand snowy little birds
Came to close her eyes
And cover her
With a woolen duvet
To keep her warm
During this frozen dark night
I miss youWhile the year will be moving on
The autumn leaves will fall
I will wear a coat and my ochre colored trousers
And I'll think of you
Christmas will come soon
And snowflakes will whiten the roofs and trees
Bells will ring
A Christmas tree will be cheering up the house
And I'll think of you
New Year will follow as well
With all its fireworks and feasts
I'll wish you a happy new year from afar
Full of good moments and luck
Spring will show up again
With Carnival and Easter eggs
It will make me feel light and cheerful
But there will be a few tears
And I'll think of you
Summer will follow and dry the tears
And at the end of August
After all the vacation
We will meet again the last week
After a year full of ups and downs
But a hug will fix my broken heart
Before scars show up again
For a next year
Running through the crackling snow
Under my feet
Everything is white
White and frozen
I hear the trees
Whisper to each other
Words of secrets
I see the ravens fly away
Flapping their wings
As I pass by
Closer and closer
My breaths freeze
Into a white cold cloud
Nobody to be seen
Only the footprints I left behind me
When I close my eyes
A thousand snow white wolves
By my sides
Their ocean blue eyes
Freezing my heart
Cold but warm
At the same time
LostIf I walk down this street
Tonight it's too silent
The stars are away
The moon hides somewhere else
I can't hear a noise
I can't see anything
Groping in the dark
Trying to find a way
Someone help me out
Before I'm taken away
Fading in black
Seized by darkness' claws
Fly with meIf we could just
Fly up into the sky
And chase the dreams we have
I'll show you the most beautiful places
And the most beautiful nature
If you will keep holding my hand
And kiss me once in a while
We'll walk on the clouds
Grey or white or pink
No matter if it starts to rain
WinterThe sun is shining bright
The stars show up at night
But when I think of you
I feel like I'm cosily wrapped in
An autumn scarf
My hands in my coats woolen pockets
Watching the wind carry the leaves
Further and further
The sky is blue and clear
No clouds to be seen
But when I think of your eyes
I feel like I'm on a soft couch
In front of the warming fire
Watching the snowflakes fall down
Behind the window
The sun is dry and scorching
No rain to fall
But when I hear your voice
It sounds like a thousand bells
Ringing at Christmas Eve
While we're sitting next to
The Christmas tree
In the warm glow
Of the candles
Watching the snow
Holding frozen hands
As long asAs long as you'll come back
Once in a while
Just to see me again
And remember all the friendship
I'll keep smiling
I'll keep doing what I do
As long as I'll see your face
Once or twice in the year
I'll be happy
I'll keep dreaming
As long as you will
Show up again sometimes
Smile at me and look in my eyes
Do what you and I do
I won't be sad
I won't cry
**The girl who watched** (part 2)Emma and Rafaël were both thinking.
- 'How did you know that?', Emma said pensively.
- 'I heard you singing'
- 'I never sing'
- 'But I heard you, I know it was you'
- 'I only hum, sometimes'
- 'But you pronounced the lyrics of your song'
- 'It isn't my song'
Rafaël looked at her with an interrogative face.
- 'Who's is it then?'
- 'I can't tell'
Emma darted an irritated glance at him and kept quiet. He looked away and shut his mouth.
But he could not hide his curiosity.
- 'Where does it come from?', he asked suspiciously.
- 'From the fire'
The boy reacted strangely and looked in her eyes.
- 'What do you mean?'
Emma looked up at his chocolate eyes and said seriously:
- 'The song comes from the fire'
- 'The fire...', Rafaël repeated thoughtfully.
* * *
The same owl wa
This Day Is...
A day to love,
Someone up above.
A day to commemorate;
A day to appreciate.
A day to reminisce;
A day when someone special is missed.
A day that’s too good to be true,
A day filled with many memories of you.
A day just to say,
I wish you a happy birthday.
What s in a name.What´s in a name?
It´s just a word that we call,
Everything and everyone
has a name,
does it make us a better person?
No... what a shame
Does it define our characters?
No... it´s not to blame
Does it have any financial status?
No .... but maybe fame
So if you´re a rockafella, a Gates,
a Trump or even the Queen
It doesn´t matter
shout your name
I am who I am
and I have a name
cos deep down inside
we´re all just the same.
by Suzanne Karbach August 2014
ParthenopeTurn your head from distant island,
from sandy shore and crystal sea.
Resist the call of the lonely siren
singing death on the horizon.
Beware her song; listen to me;
turn your head from distant island,
where dwells a daughter of Poseidon
yearning, singing a magical decree;
resist the call of the lonely siren.
Rest your eyes up Orion,
the stars will guard your constancy.
Turn your head from distant island
as our ship sets sail to widen
ourselves from that mermaid key;
resist the call of the lonely siren,
her seaweed hair fraught with diamond
treasures stolen from that deadly reef.
Turn your head from distant island;
resist the call of the lonely siren.
Keys of the PassengerImposing figure
Why do you linger with me here?
A gestured feature
As soft as flowers by
While on my way to reach her
The tarnished silver
Green like the finger I lost
That let my colours
Grow like the flutters in my heart
But take to flight
Out of a viewing standpoint
Breeze by to keep her in sight
A whirring wheel
Below the heel I have down
Does not derail
Wherever hail your address
Ignore and follow
Until my feet fall under
The tears that match my sorrow
With quiet clatter that drowns me
The lanes are melting
My path respecting none a plea
I hear her calling
But over that your silence
A weight's abjection falling
Why do you torture this road?
I travel worried
Because you stay at my right
...I will fight
A desperate race to pry free
The glass is speckled
From threats and heckled terms met
No word is spoken
An air unbroken but intense
A rider chauffeured
The holder of the key ring
So deals I
Darkening SkiesCrystal blue skies was once visible
In a world without anything formidable.
Opponents were partners and villains weren’t wicked;
No crimes had been committed.
But through the years the blue skies began dimming;
The end was now the beginning.
The skies had darkened by malevolence
As the crystal pieces broke away the benevolence.
Shards of glass rained from these falling skies.
Lives were easily taken and it was sounded by cries.
Battles were fought; blood was shed.
What was once peaceful had become dead —
Innocence was no longer carried;
They had a shovel and it was buried.
Tyranny exiled happiness.
War left people defenseless,
Stranded to fight alone without anything.
Cruelty had killed them before the ending.
Their worst fears had crippled them.
Breathless, lying still, eyes toward the sky: they’re condemned.
Forced to watch the ashes of loved one fill the clouds
With embers cascading down as the sirens grew loud;
Souls flickering within the dust.
From the pressure o
ShorelineBetrothed to flaw
To the choice before choice
Where there is only emotion
And a half-remembered voice
Telling what one saw
First line of foamy wake
Loud and churned from behind
There sent upon a seething land
What comes before the blind
As action without mistake
Parts of the watch
A spring or gear or hand
Drowning in responsive steps
Their time is harried by swirling sand
Its face imperfect lie staunch
As islands shape the water
It sends providence unchecked
The first passage of philosophy
Contained of following specks
That grow until all is overturned
Conjoined by the timepiece
Fixed into a broken state
They suffer in each other
First blows harsh to take
Fueled from accosted belief
Let Me OutHeart and mind racing,
still pacing my cage.
each step just to gauge
the odds that I might
get through this in one piece.
Too tired to fight,
yet unable to cease.
I stared at her, as she stared at me,
She wasn't quite what I expected her to be.
I imagined she would be pretty,
I dreamt that she was smart,
I thought she would be popular
And have a golden heart.
I thought she would be tall
And that she would be cool,
I hoped that she would be talkative
And that she'd fit in at school.
Instead she is clumsy
And really quite plain,
She's a little on the short side
And much prefers the rain.
She only has a few close friends
And is otherwise quite shy.
Her golden heart is more like brass
And it's easy to make her cry.
But despite my expectations, I really have to say
That I really wouldn't have myself be any other way.
TnM - Un BrindisThomas Pov
Era el día más feliz de mi vida, me había casado con el amor de mi vida, aun con las dificultades, con los miedos, por la sociedad y demás cosas que nos podía separarnos, con mí ahora esposa Marie estaba en el punto del brindis, su padre entre lágrimas y sollozos de felicidad nos dijo lo que nos deseaba a mí y a Marie, siguieron Jazz, Xavier, Fred, Amanda e incluso Dezz quien es muy tímida, la hora del brindis se acababa
- ¿Puedo hacer un brindis? – comento de pronto la pelinegra caminando a la mesa en donde se encontraban todos
- Claro que si Am, puedes hacerlo – respondí feliz ante mi amiga
La que había aparecido en un sueño aún antes de conocerla, se veía bien con un vestido azul con brillos largo con escote muy sensual propio de ella
- Bueno – empezó cogiendo una copa de vino tinto – Estamos aquí celebrando la boda de unos de mis mejores amigos, quienes lucharon m
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