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songs and poetry

Wise words, Lioness, and thanks Gusty :rose:

As for songs and poetry --

Anything to stupid to be said is sung -- Voltaire

and

The best love poems confirm something we secretly felt but never said -- Tess Gallagher.

:rose:
 
Wise words to read

Kind heart to feels

Warm hands to touch

Sweet lips to kiss

Tell it to the winds

Sing it to the rain

See it when the lightening strike

whisper long lost soul

I'm not cold

...any more.... .:rose:
 
Love's Philosophy
Percy Bysshe Shelley

The fountains mingle with the river
And the rivers with the ocean,
The winds of Heaven mix for ever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single,
All things by a law divine
In one spirit meet and mingle -
Why not I with thine?

See the mountains kiss high Heaven
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister-flower would be forgiven
If it disdained its brother;
And the sunlight clasps the earth,
And the moonbeams kiss the sea -
What are all these kissings worth
If thou kiss not me?
 
Only human on the inside -- Divinyls

I play a good game but not good as you
I may be a little cold but you can be so cruel
I'm not made of brick i'm not made of stone
But i had you fooled enough to take me home

If love was a war it's you that has won
While i was confessing it you held your tongue
Now the damage is done

There's blood in these veins and i cry when in pain
I'm only human on the inside and though looks may decieve
Make it hard to believe i'm only human on the inside
On the inside

I thought you'd come through i thought you'd come clean
You were the best thing i should never have seen
Cause you go to extremes you push me too far
Then you keep going 'till you break my heart
Yeah you break my heart

See i bleed and i bruise oh, but what's it to you
I'm only human on the inside
And though looks may deceive make it hard to believe
I'm only human on the inside
Well i crash and i burn maybe some day you'll learn
I'm only human on the inside
I stumble, i fall baby under it all
I'm only human on the inside
On the inside

And the damage is done

There's blood in these veins and i cry when in pain
I'm only human on the inside
And though looks may decieve make it hard to believe
I'm only human on the inside
Well i crash and i burn maybe some day you'll learn
I'm only human on the inside
I stumble, baby i do it all
I'm only human on the inside
On the inside on the inside
 
Re: Only human on the inside -- Divinyls

Namaste said:
I play a good game but not good as you
I may be a little cold but you can be so cruel
I'm not made of brick i'm not made of stone
But i had you fooled enough to take me home

If love was a war it's you that has won
While i was confessing it you held your tongue
Now the damage is done

There's blood in these veins and i cry when in pain
I'm only human on the inside and though looks may decieve
Make it hard to believe i'm only human on the inside
On the inside

I thought you'd come through i thought you'd come clean
You were the best thing i should never have seen
Cause you go to extremes you push me too far
Then you keep going 'till you break my heart
Yeah you break my heart

See i bleed and i bruise oh, but what's it to you
I'm only human on the inside
And though looks may deceive make it hard to believe
I'm only human on the inside
Well i crash and i burn maybe some day you'll learn
I'm only human on the inside
I stumble, i fall baby under it all
I'm only human on the inside
On the inside

And the damage is done

There's blood in these veins and i cry when in pain
I'm only human on the inside
And though looks may decieve make it hard to believe
I'm only human on the inside
Well i crash and i burn maybe some day you'll learn
I'm only human on the inside
I stumble, baby i do it all
I'm only human on the inside
On the inside on the inside

..... outside and all around too... Namaste.:rose:
 
There is no end of things in the heart.

I'm a believer in the single-bullet theory. You can fall in love and make love many times but there is only one bullet with your name etched on the side. And if you are lucky enough to be shot with that bullet then the wound never heals.

Roy Lindell might have had Martha Gessler's name on a bullet. What I do know is that Eleanor Wish had been my bullet. She had pierced me through and through. There were other women before and other women since but the wound she left would not heal right. I was still bleeding and I knew I would always bleed for her. That was just the way it had to be. There is no end of things in the heart.

-- Lost Light, by Michael Connelly
 
Meant to bump your thread before Chrtistmas ...

Was thinking of you all day yesterday

Wondering what happen to you.

Ahhhhh . . glad you are still alive.. ;) Hehehe

Happy New Year.

I meant glad I'm still above the ground.:kiss:

Be well Sir.:rose:
 
My Immortal -- Evanescence

I'm so tired of being here.
Suppressed by all my childhood fears.
And if you have to leave,
I wish that you would just leave.
Cause your presence still lingers here,
and it won't leave me alone.
These wounds won't seem to heal,
this pain is just too real,
there's just too much that time cannot erase.
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears,
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears.
I held your hand through all of these years.
But you still have...
All of me.

You used to captivate me by your resonating mind,
Now I'm bound by the life you left behind.
Your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams
Your voice has chased away all the sanity in me.
These wounds won't seem to heal,
this pain is just too real,
there's just too much that time cannot erase.
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears,
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears.
I held your hand through all of these years.
But you still have...
All of me.

I tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone.
But though you're still with me,
I've been alone all along.
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears,
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears.
I held your hand through all of these years.
But you still have...
All of me.
 
If thou must love me, let it be for nought...

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

XIV

If thou must love me, let it be for nought
Except for love's sake only. Do not say
'I love her for her smile—her look—her way
Of speaking gently,—for a trick of thought
That falls in well with mine, and certes brought
A sense of pleasant ease on such a day'—
For these things in themselves, Beloved, may
Be changed, or change for thee,—and love, so wrought,
May be unwrought so. Neither love me for
Thine own dear pity's wiping my cheeks dry,—
A creature might forget to weep, who bore
Thy comfort long, and lose thy love thereby!
But love me for love's sake, that evermore
Thou mayst love on, through love's eternity.
 
Re: If thou must love me, let it be for nought...

SpiritKitty said:
Elizabeth Barrett Browning

XIV

If thou must love me, let it be for nought
Except for love's sake only. Do not say
'I love her for her smile—her look—her way
Of speaking gently,—for a trick of thought
That falls in well with mine, and certes brought
A sense of pleasant ease on such a day'—
For these things in themselves, Beloved, may
Be changed, or change for thee,—and love, so wrought,
May be unwrought so. Neither love me for
Thine own dear pity's wiping my cheeks dry,—
A creature might forget to weep, who bore
Thy comfort long, and lose thy love thereby!
But love me for love's sake, that evermore
Thou mayst love on, through love's eternity.

SK! :kiss::rose:
 
I May Not Awaken

Enya

When the warmth of the day becomes the night
Who could sleep beneath a strange moonlight?
No guiding star
So far from home
Walked the way o’ promise to find but snow
Throughout, the voice of the winds brings nothing more
Than low echoes
So far from home

Even from a child
A wish is not enough
For me, for me the sky may fall
And even from a child
A dream is not enough
Could be, could be the sky may fall
Could be, could be the night ends all

No rains could weep as I have wept
To know a simple dream will not be kept
I am a child
So far from home
One by one the sky falls
I may not awaken
 
Re: I May Not Awaken

SpiritKitty said:
Enya

When the warmth of the day becomes the night
Who could sleep beneath a strange moonlight?
No guiding star
So far from home
Walked the way o’ promise to find but snow
Throughout, the voice of the winds brings nothing more
Than low echoes
So far from home

Even from a child
A wish is not enough
For me, for me the sky may fall
And even from a child
A dream is not enough
Could be, could be the sky may fall
Could be, could be the night ends all

No rains could weep as I have wept
To know a simple dream will not be kept
I am a child
So far from home
One by one the sky falls
I may not awaken
It's beautiful SK! :kiss:

If the sky will fall

Would be the softy fallen snow

If the sky will fall

Would be the fuzzy silky rain

If the sky may fall

Would be the fews to moist the earth

Beauticul Lands and more

Coz of the Sky above all. :rose:

And for the SUn to shine an the moon to hide

Among the shiney sparkling stars.:kiss:

Dreaming of the blanket sofe as down

No more frowns.
 
Strawberries -- Edwin Morgan

There were never strawberries
like the ones we had
that sultry afternoon
sitting on the step
of the open french window
facing each other
your knees held in mine
the blue plates in our laps
the strawberries glistening
in the hot sunlight
we dipped them in sugar
looking at each other
not hurrying the feast
for one to come
the empty plates
laid on the stone together
with the two forks crossed
and I bent towards you
sweet in that air
in my arms
abandoned like a child
from your eager mouth
the taste of strawberries
in my memory
lean back again
let me love you
let the sun beat
on our forgetfulness
one hour of all
the heat intense
and summer lightning
on the Kilpatrick hills

let the storm wash the plates.
 
I loved you; even now I may confess,
Some embers of my love their fire retain;
But do not let it cause you more distress,
I do not want to sadden you again.
Hopeless and tonguetied, yet I loved you dearly
With pangs the jealous and the timid know;
So tenderly I loved you, so sincerely,
I pray God grant another love you so.

-- Alexander Pushkin
 
Good to see you, Namaste.

When The Lamp Is Shattered
Percy Bysshe Shelley

When the lamp is shattered
The light in the dust lies dead --
When the cloud is scattered,
The rainbow's glory is shed.
When the lute is broken,
Sweet tones are remembered not;
When the lips have spoken,
Loved accents are soon forgot.

As music and splendour
Survive not the lamp and the lute,
The heart's echoes render
No song when the spirit is mute --
No song but sad dirges,
Like the wind through a ruined cell,
Or the mournful surges
That ring the dead seaman's knell.

When hearts have once mingled,
Love first leaves the well-built nest;
The weak one is singled
To endure what it once possessed.
O Love! who bewailest
The frailty of all things here,
Why choose you the frailest
For your cradle, your home, and your bier?

Its passions will rock thee,
As the storms rock the ravens on high;
Bright reason will mock thee,
Like the sun from a wintry sky.
From thy nest every rafter
Will rot, and thine eagle home
Leave thee naked to laughter,
When leaves fall and cold winds come.
 
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