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[rilinda]

I Remember

I know you don't have memories
Of the days when you were small
But etched deep within my soul
I do remember them all.

I remember the very first time
That I looked into your eyes
My heart was overflowing
With so much love and pride.

I remember holding you close
Safe from all that could harm
Protecting you with love
Encased within my arms.

I remember all the laughter
When you ran, with love, to me
I remember the many tears
When you fell and grazed your knee.

I remember with happiness and joy
Each day, watching you grow
I remember my teaching you
All the things you didn't know.

[aLbaChiCk]

Liebe Ist....


Liebe ist wie ein Gedicht,
Ein Gedicht - vom Frühling geschrieben,
vom Sommer diktiert,
vom Herbst gelesen,
vom Winter erträumt.

Liebe ist wie ein Tautropfen,
Ein Tautropfen - von der Luft bewegt,
von der Sonne erwärmt,
vom Blatt abperlend
von der Erde gierig getrunken.

Liebe ist wie der Wind,
Wind - der sanft Deine Wangen streift,
der heftig Dir das Haar zerzaust,
der trocknet Dir Deine feuchten Augen,
der leise durch die Äste weht.

Liebe - ist mehr, als nur ein Wort,
mehr, als nur ein Gedanke,
mehr, als nur ein Gefühl.

Liebe ist das, was ich für Dich empfinde.

[aLbaChiCk]

Ein kleines Lächeln

Ein kleines Lächeln erfreut jedes Herz,
ein kleines Lächeln lindert oft Schmerz.
Ein Lächeln spricht viel, auch ohne ein Wort.
Es wischt manche Träne und Sorgen fort.

Die Liebe zum Nächsten! Nicht Hass und Neid!
Mit Frieden im Herzen gäb's weniger Leid.
Ein Liedchen im Sinn und ein Lächeln dazu.
Das ist so schön, das ist sel'ge Ruh.

Ein kleines Lächeln, es kostet kein Geld,
doch damit wäre sie schöner - die Welt.
Ein kleines Lächeln erfreut jedes Herz,
drum läch'le zufrieden, das lindert Dein Schmerz

[rilinda]

Mother

I still hear your voice deep inside my head
And when I listen I sob on my bed
Now you are gone life is not the same
I still remember clearly you whispering my name.

Sweetly and gently you is how you would call
I can still hear your voice from when I was small
I miss you so much and I cannot hide
The fact you are gone and I am dying inside.

It hurt so badly when I said my goodbyes
I wish that I could turn back the clock of time
When I think of you I'm crying inside
I promised to be strong and hold my head high.

As each day passes it gets harder to do
All I can think of is my life with you
My mother, so dear, so loving and giving
My light went out when you stopped living.

[Linka_pz]

To laugh often and much;
To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children;
To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends;
To appreciate beauty, to find the best in others;
To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch, or a redeemed social condition;
To know that even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.
This is to have succeeded.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

[rilinda]

Tears

These tears I weep all alone in my bed
they pour from my soul and clear my head
They make me remember times long ago
just a little girl, so full of woe.

This little girl was so happy and free
not a care in the world and so full of glee
Then something happened to break her heart
just a little girl, it was just the start.

Years of pain and "secrets" to many
"don't tell and I'll give you a penny"
But the time has come before I die
To tell the world, ohhh, how I cry.

It is time to cleanse and clear the soul
of all the hurt that was never told
"I am a good person" I want to yell
It is the time of my life for me to tell.

[Linka_pz]

A Sweet Poem

How lovely to see a lemon drop moon,
Adoring a blueberry sky in June.
Mountains of chocolate all dusted in white,
Pure sugar icing, thus making them bright.

Liquorice logs are the bark of the tree's,
Angelica leaves that sway in the breeze.

Peppermint pebbles, a marshmellow shore,
Dolly mixture flowers, colours galore.

A cream soda lake and cranberry falls,
Little fudge houses with nut toffee walls.

Lollipop lamposts in soft treacle soil,
Sprinkled crushed peanuts a sidewalk with style.

Imagine the fun to visit this land,
Confectionary Island why? it sounds grand.

[rilinda]

My Net Friend

She has many times listened
To my troubled heart and mind
Listened with eyes so gentle
Said words to make me heal
She is my other part
My soul sister
She has that wonderful way
That makes my mouth find a smile
She can always make me laugh
Every day
She is my soul mate
In happy times and sad
And I love her
My 'net Friend.

[Linka_pz]

LA MADRE
da SENTIMENTO DEL TEMPO - da LEGGENDE


E il cuore quando d'un ultimo battito
Avrà fatto cadere il muro d'ombra
Per condurmi, Madre, sino al Signore,
Come una volta mi darai la mano.

In ginocchio, decisa,
Sarai una statua davanti all'Eterno,
Come già ti vedeva
Quando eri ancora in vita.

Alzerai tremante le vecchie braccia,
Come quando spirasti
Dicendo: Mio Dio, eccomi.

E solo quando m'avrà perdonato,
Ti verrà desiderio di guardarmi.

Ricorderai d'avermi atteso tanto,
e avrai negli occhi un rapido sospiro.
Quando eri ancora in vita.

Alzerai tremante le vecchie braccia,
Come quando spirasti
Dicendo: Mio Dio, eccomi.

E solo quando m'avrà perdonato,
Ti verrà desiderio di guardarmi.

Ricorderai d'avermi atteso tanto,
e avrai negli occhi un rapido sospiro.

[rilinda]

You Didn't Care

I thought I saw forever
As I looked into your eyes
I thought we had the perfect love
Of the kind that never dies.

I thought I felt romance
In your passionate embrace
I thought it meant you loved me
As you gently caressed my face.

You took my love and used it
And you didn't give a damn
You played on all my feelings
To you it was all a sham.

You bruised my fragile heart
And that proved you didn't care
You raped my tender body
Your love was never there.

Why did you let me believe
That your love for me was true?
I went from hell to heaven and back again
During the time that I knew you.

[Linka_pz]

Wanted to Tell You Something - Anive


Today I thought of childhood,
how wild roses' seeds itch and burn
if you get them on your skin
so I plucked a rosebud
and prematurely opened it
in my hands like the time when
you and I plucked wild roses
in Jani’s garden and you
pulled out all the petals
to show me the seeds
as you told me stories
only you would know
so when I, eyes closed,
got lost in descriptions,
you would bring your hand
behind my neck, carefully,
and stick all the seeds
inside my little shirt
alighting my body
in hundreds of bursts.

[Preshevar]

Le choix des mots

Ne te trompes pas dans le choix de tes mots,
Ceux qui t'aiment n'ont pas à subir les plus gros;

Fais la part des choses dans tes souffrances,
Avances malgré toutes les outrances;

Quand la main de l'aide s'offre à toi, ne tords pas ses doigts,
Ton souffre-douleur n'est pas celui qui t'aime plus que toi;

Dois-je regretter mes attitudes, mon comportement,
Assurément, sinon mon aide partira comme en emporte le vent;

Ne brûles pas les coeurs par la flamme de l'aggressivité,
Ton âme se consumera dans une indifférence décidée;

Dois-je vivre enchaîné à attendre ton pardon, pour mon repentir,
Dois-je cesser de dormir jusqu'à retrouver ton sourire;

Ainsi tu dois supporter le poids de tes faits, gestes et actes,
C'est le prix fort à payer pour quiconque manque de tact;

Facture pour le présent d'un passé mal géré,
Leçon pour l'avenir pour toi a pris le temps de digérer;

Tires leçon de tes mots, ne les jettes pas comme des dés,
La mise en jeu est plus colossale que des paroles oubliées;

Tout est noté, soigneuement gardé par tes gardes rapprochés,
Ils n'oublient pas la virulence du venim craché;

Ne fais pas de tes propos des épines arrachant les joies,
Plutôt, lisse, doux au toucher comme seul peu l'être la soie.

[rilinda]

Why

Why God?
Please tell me why
Why you would mark
A young girl to die.

A girl in her prime
Not yet twenty-four
And you are already knocking
At her door.

You have hit her brain
A tumour it's called
A nasty thing
Her brain is mauled.

Why one so good?
Pray tell me God
Why not a bastard
Or a rotten sod.

But You know best
I am led to believe
I just don't understand
I do not perceive!

So, I will ask you God
For her and her mother
Please don't let
My little friend suffer.

[SANTANA-29]

Er und Sie...

Zwei Sehnsetive Menschen,
ein par...ein Herz
und eine Seele.
Eine andere Welt,
andere Planet...
Alles anders...,
eine neue Galaxie
neues Universum...
weit, sehr weit entfernt !,,

[SANTANA-29]

So ist das Leben...!

Es ist so Dunkel um Mitternacht...
so Hell, voll Licht am Morgen...!
Aber wir sind nicht immer Wach,
deswegen haben wir, so viele Sorgen!

Am Mittag, ah, wir sitzen Still...
auf dem Stuhl, wo wir immer Träumen...
die Hände kreuz, immer auf dem Tisch,
der Blick durch das Fenster, fliegt wie ein Vogel!

Du kommst zu mir, ich auch, komme zu Dir,
durch Straßen, durch Städte, ...über Berge...
am Abend, du fehlst mir immer, wie ich dir...
Kann man nichts machen, so ist das Leben