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HushHush, hush my crying mind.
Bury my secret thoughts and leave them behind.
They're wrong, cold, untrue to my heart;
They're poisoning, menacing, evil and wrong and they're

Bold.

They're bold and untrue.
I mean, I love you.
Not him, not another, not ever, I've always loved

You.

You're sweet, and you're kind.
You're beautiful and genius, with a mind-blowing mind.

They don't know.

They don't know what I know,
So let this overrun head of mind silence,
Because I know I love you.
I've never questioned it once,
But this poisoning, menacing, annoying little boy from October never seems to want to go home.

What's in a kiss?Kiss me
Give me your heart
As I
Let myself melt in your arms
Trust me like it’s
Forever
Love me like it’s
Only for the night
Just kiss me
When I’m here
Miss me when I’m not
Love me for me
And be my only one
I’ll melt away with your arms around me
The streets all melt away
All houses
All the noise
Melts
Slowly
Drifting
Waiting
Wishing
Kissing
Loving
Every moment
Like nothing’s wrong
In the world
There is just me
And you.

.///.I think i seem to fallen in love again?
i seem to get tongue-tided and breathless when i talked to him
He seems to be in my mind all the time
And when i think of him i think of his smile his goofy jokes and when he talks about music
Why did he asked me to hang out with him in the past?
Why am i liking a guy i only known for a couple of months?
Does this guy like me back?
I'm lost and confused on what i should do or say
Every-time i talked to him i end up being awkward and never knowing what to say next
What do i do?
How do i ask my crush out?
How do i do it while my parents are extremely strict?
Why am i so nervous?
Why do i have butterflies

SpeciesismWhy won't you look?
Can't you see?
We need a change
It starts
With value
Of life
The realization
That it’s not right
What we do
They deserve
A good life
Just like you
And me
They did nothing to deserve this
They are innocent
Why do we use up
Everything
We are supposed to share
Weren't we suppose to learn that long ago?
It’s not yours
It’s not mine
It’s not anyone’s
Alone
It’s Earth’s
Your home
So you can live
What about them?
What if you were in their place?

Cap 1: los comienzo de lenore Cap 1: los comienzo de lenore
Ya había terminado las clase y con 17 años.
Había una chica de cabellos marrones y medio despeinados, ojos marrones y poco delgada, estaba durmiendo hasta que el celular llamo y era su mejor amiga “sally oasis”.
Lenore: (medio despertar) ehhhh…moshi moshi…. ¿qué hace sally?
Sally: hola lenore…..na...Estaba diciendo, que… ¿si viene para salir un rato?
Lenore: (¬¬) sally…es porque viene Cristian y tengo que ir, por papel de “cortina” para decir a tus padres en “no te preocupe estoy yo”
Sally: h

ObsessionTo what extent should he take this obsession of his?
For love has overshadowed the power of time.
When whispers of the heart are more audible than the screams of the mind.
The love-stricken man ready to leave everything behind.

He has clearly lost his sanity.
Though he walks on a path unknown, he does not question his objectivity
He knows that the path he walks on is not clear and obstructed
But the quest was pellucid

To obtain what was stolen
The path be long, difficult and broken
He simply knows he can't keep on writing poems to the girl
But that's the only way his feelings and thoughts unfurl

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Have a spot free on my shoulder
I will be your rock
When your world
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Stemmen in mijn hoofd

by ~Jims-Hart, Aug 16, 2010, 8:41:25 AM
Literature / Poetry / Romantic / Teen / Urban & Spoken Word

Ik luister
Luister
Luister
Naar de stemmen in mijn hoofd
Wat ze zeggen dat is gospel
En de rest
die heb ik nooit geloofd

"Zoen haar!"
"Kus haar!"
"Luister!"
Maar ik doe niet wat hij zegt
Niet dat ik niet wil
Elke dag
Een nieuw gevecht

Ik draai mijn hoofd
Slip mijn tong
Zachtjes in haar mond
De wekker gaat
Ogen open
Zie daar de morgenstond

"Zoen haar!"
"Kus haar"
"Luister!"
Ik doe het in mijn droom
Niet dat het daar beter is
Maar daar kan het wel gewoon

Stemmen in mijn hoofdby ~Jims-Hart

Literature / Poetry / Romantic / Teen / Urban & Spoken Word

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Translation

Voices in my head:
I listen
Listen
Listen
To the voices in my head
What that say
Thats gospel
I don't believe the rest

"Hug her"
"Kiss her"
"Listen!"
But I don't do what he says
Not that I don't want to
Everyday is a new fight

I tilt my head
Slip my tongue
Softly in her mouth
Alarm clock rings
Eyes are open
The morning has arrived

"Hug her"
"Kiss her"
"Listen!"
I do it in my dream
Not that it is better there
But it possible in dreams

And in dutch it rhymes

~AtarAtis Sep 30, 2010

slip mijn tong? is dat nederlands? kan hoor mijn nederlands houd nog wle eens te wensen over, maar dat is't enige stukje waar't niet helmaal loopt geloof ik, but then again it's a dream.
voor de vertaling nog een suggestie: I do so in my dream "I do it" heeft nogal zwaar sexuele insinuaties...

I do so in my dream
not because it is bettar than
but just because I can
(optie, dan rijmt het en met "than" geef je toch redelijk duidelijk aan dat het een vergelijking met de werkelijkheid betreft)

-Maybe not dream too much and do something about it, just spent two years loving a freind who told me on the day I left he had been dreaming too.. daar heb je dan niet zoveel meer aan!-

Well written though, and there is a truth in the safetly of dreams.
hope that comment was of use