Sõnale dark leiti 35 luuletust
It was dark
One day i woke up,
it was cold and it was dark.
Where are all the flowers?
Im so weak,
where are all my powers?
I felt so sick,
i felt so bad.
I was so scared,
and everything got bad.
I finally found you,
but you were mad.
You told me that it's my fault,
you told that it was me
who made the world so dark...
Meant To Be
I am not a mountain top
Reaching towards the sky
I am not a fountain drop
Watering what's dry
I am not a birch tree branch
With birds and buds on braids
I am not an ocean tide
Creating giant waves
I am silent, deep and slow
I am not that big
I'm a root of dark and light
You have to feel and dig
I am silent, deep and slow
I am not that wide
I'm a root of dark and light
That's meant to hide
In the nights
in the bottom of all nights
almost without any lights
i can see you but no clear
i definitely like i swear
i like your body outline shades
if i only find that trades
i wish more - i think its tough
i dont feel you close enough
eager voice without the fake
said "cant wait- dont think just take"
then we laid just with no clothes
with no meaning- with no proud
in the middle of next day
we have bearly something say
in the other hand i know
darkness brings us other show
midnight means us simple wishes
simple you and me and flight
just a body heat and kisses
just surrend .....
Kõige Kurja juur;ja nad ei kuula;
aga ma ei suuda ennast muuta; annan talle miski puhta;
et mitte keerata seda tundmust luhta;
keeruline; kui teen neid riime; silme ees teeb trikke;
kui peetrus ise; laseb mu väravatest sisse;
aga viimne tuleb ikka iseenesest; vestetes; kus enesekesksed need;
kõik need mõtted mis lenneldes;
sillutavad teed; et petta seda mis eksleb
mõõtmatutes mõõdetes; sõlmin pakti; andsin talle takti;
lasin need loomad lahti; enne kui mõistsin oma andi;
samas vanas mallis; millele miski pole kallis;
ühes mõttes; ühes mõtetus mõõtmes;
mõistes kuida .....
Koostöös genie'ga III **
In a world of ambition,
she stands tall,
A workaholic spirit,
giving her all,
With determination and strength in her stride,
She paves her own path,
where dreams coincide.
she possesses a fiery will,
A tenacious soul,
refusing to stand still,
Driven by passion,
she conquers each goal,
Her spirit unyielding,
a force to behold.
Her love for her father,
unwavering and true,
A bond that's enduring,
a love that grew,
His guidance and wisdom,
like a guiding light,
Nurturing her spirit,
through day and night.
Yet amidst her journey,
Koostöös genie'ga I **
In the depths of grief,
where sorrows reside,
A soulmate connection,
a love that won't hide,
Through the tears that fall,
and the pain we bear,
forever we share.
When darkness descends,
and hearts are torn,
A soulmate's touch, like a beacon,
In the depths of despair,
they stand by our side,
With love that's unyielding,
a constant guide.
Through the trials of life,
when hope feels lost,
A soulmate's embrace,
a bridge we can cross,
a balm for our wounded soul,
In their arms, we find solace,
and become .....
Darling make up your mind
Eyeshades are making you blind
The past is chasing behind
Take them off if you don't mind
Sunlight may be too bright
Still darkness is not so right
To look back for a second you might...
But never drop down alright
ONE HAPPY DAY
I have seen the darkness
Very closely -
Blurry eyes, poor vision, empty sight...
I have done a loving act from distance,
Now the very darkness seems so
I want my Baby walking by me
Hand in hand,
Would like to show and teach him ways
The life is beautiful...
And wish one happy day he makes
The safest land',
Still remembering the flight and
Steps on cloudy sand
come on guys at least i tried
let me here to stand as stone
yes for moment felt i flied
now i want to stay alone
i dont want that piece of cake
no i stay -i stay forever
hottest girls and games are fake
let me be- i come no ever
come on brothers- i have tried
go and joy and let me freeze
i just need to go inside
inside me myself to seize
i dont need your brotherhood
joyful places i dont fit
feel myself in bad in good
float in time and stand with it
come on friends- you have tried
my loneliness- my entity
i dont believe you can deny
my dark and lone felicity
I wear darkness
i wear something dark in heart
even deeper than your will
you can try but never hurt
you cant touch it- dont have skill
why you wilful still have hope
i cant be no more precise
i have only way down slope
you're the victim i'm the price
in my darkest shade of soul
there is hidden all my faith
trying read it biggest foul
try to understand not hate
above the level of the sea
above my deepest place of dark
i can plant another me
i can grow another heart
all your patenty in life
gives me sometimes short belief
darkful soul contain some light
darkness dives more even deep .....
Ah, earthly life burns in a myriad splendours
Not even deaths dark hazard can destroy.
I yield, a willing prisoner, to joy;
I never sorted with discreet pretenders.
And as the shaken glaucous wave engenders
Spindrift, so my green falling silks deploy
A froth, and all is stripped to the last toy,
And, caught in ecstasy, my sense surrenders.
Why does the blossom wanton in the light,
The blue horizon lure me to its border?
My body too is of their bent and order:
My every nerve vibrates to rapt delight,
And I distrain my life of its last treasure
As if my mounting days had brimmed their measure.
I cry aloud with all my people's mouths,
our land is smitten by a plague of fear and lead,
our land is shadowed by the gallows tree
our land a common graveyard, huge with dead.
Who'll come to help? Right here, at present, now!
Because the patient's weak, has lost his hold.
But, like the call of birds, my shouting fades
in emptiness: the world is arrogant and cold.
The sighing of the old, the baby's cry --
do they all run to sand, illusion, fail?
Men, women groan like wounded deer
to those in power all this is just a fairy-tale.
Dark is the world's eye, its ear is deaf,
the powerful lost i .....
Christmas Greetings 1941
I walk the silent, Christmas-snowy path,
that goes across the homeland in its suffering.
At each doorstep I would like to bend my knee:
there is no house without mourning.
The spark of anger flickers in sorrow's ashes,
the mind is hard with anger, with pain tender:
there is no way of being pure as Christmas
on this white, pure-as-Christmas path.
Alas, to have to live such stony instants,
to carry on one's heart a coffin lid!
Not even tears will come any more -
that gift of mercy has run out as well.
I'm like someone rowing backwards:
eyes permanently set on past -
backwards, yes - yet reach .....
Is it life or is it love?
What is life and what is love?
It is below as is above.
We can cry a thousand tears.
Or we can wait a hundred years.
We could sail the seven seas
and climb above the highest trees.
We would laugh and we would cry.
With life itself among our side.
Take my hand and we shall go.
To touch the sands, to touch the snow.
At night the moon shall make our way.
So in the dark, we will not stray.
A hundred years I will commit.
To make the road we walk stay lit.
A tiny thing I ask of you.
To me and us will you be true?
Write to you
I write to the wind,
to the darkness unknown.
I write to the lover,
whose love has now gone.
I write to the moon,
under shadows at night.
I write to the soldiers,
who can never fight.
I write to the sea,
that is never blue.
I write to the sun,
that now follows you.
I write to the secrets,
that we never see.
I write to the people,
who we want to be.
I write to the leaders,
who can never stay true.
I write to the dreamers.
And now write to you.
If you love your eternal existence.
Or survive the darkest of days.
Then relive your path of resistance.
And follow up on what it says.
We all yearn for love and respect.
We want our voices to be heard.
Each other we must not neglect.
From one another is much to be learned.
The world will tremble and fall.
If you show them the strongest of might.
Now hear the loudest of call.
And set your story straight!