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Přidejte seDon't try to tell me that something is forever
12. 02. 2006
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aquapolo
Where is the happiness
when the dark is falling
my life is too loveless
when there's nobody to loving
So what's wrong
in my everyday pain
I'm alone with your song
refrain from it's meaning
'cos it's about you and me forever...
I remember when you said:
"Just listening to this
and look at the stars
if you'll do
you'll know I miss
you"
then you missed your freedom
and our kingdom fall to pieces...
How is it easy
let somebody's heart burn up
and then, where is the moment
you're kissing me,
making silent the sounds,
which were too loud
for our love?
All has flown away
with the gulls
that were waking up with us
in our last morning...
Now, don't try to tell me that something is forever...
when the dark is falling
my life is too loveless
when there's nobody to loving
So what's wrong
in my everyday pain
I'm alone with your song
refrain from it's meaning
'cos it's about you and me forever...
I remember when you said:
"Just listening to this
and look at the stars
if you'll do
you'll know I miss
you"
then you missed your freedom
and our kingdom fall to pieces...
How is it easy
let somebody's heart burn up
and then, where is the moment
you're kissing me,
making silent the sounds,
which were too loud
for our love?
All has flown away
with the gulls
that were waking up with us
in our last morning...
Now, don't try to tell me that something is forever...
1 názor
hulím rules here a bit.
in fact - i was talking about writeing poems in english with one my friend, who study english on charles university. she had some hours with english poet. its interesting, what is good/bad in poems for different languages. you know - what about some words and so on. it s really hard to write poem in english and think, that it s good only because of it sounds quite awful for us ..
im sorry for that
Vzdálený_hlas_moře
07. 05. 2006
Vasa- My dear, thanks for your fictious care, when you don´t talk to me and now you quite understand my feelings...
As usual....
HE said something, HE did something.....and what about you, eh?
Everytime you try to confess some of cruelty of yours, you start feeling sad and unwanted and you pack everything in one big box named "Mine mistakes" and you throw it far behind. BULLSHIT. And now I am roaring at you! I am not forcing you to feel bad, but definetely you should rethink some deeper emotions such as love or grace.
And don't talk to me....there is no interest any more.
Poem is quite good....carry on.
P.S. Please be aware using of Janička's English...it's insulting....