Sõnale death leiti 17 luuletust

Charley Patton - Oh Death

Lihtsalt vaata
Lihtsalt vaata, mida Issand tegi
Issand, ma tean
Issand, ma tean, et mu aeg pole pikk

Varsti oli üks hommik, kui surm tuppa tuli
Issand, ma tean
Issand, ma tean, et mu aeg pole pikk

Oh vait
Oh vait, keegi kutsub mind
Issand, ma tean
Issand, ma tean, et mu aeg pole pikk
Varsti oli üks hommik, kui surm tuppa tuli
Issand, ma tean
Issand, ma tean, et mu aeg pole pikk

Oh surm
Oh surm, varastas mu ema ja läks
Issand, ma tean
Issand, ma tean, et mu aeg pole pikk

Oh, liiguta mu patja, siis keera mu voodi ümber
Issand, ma tean
Issand, ma tean, et mu aeg p ..... Loe edasi →

Death - Within The Mind

Muutes oma meelt seestpoolt väljapoole
Üle saada hirmust, mis pani sind kahtlema
Alateadvusesse talletatu jälgimine
Usaldades oma sisetunde vastuseid

Vaata pimedusest mööda ja kasuta oma energiat
Õpi nendest piltidest
Mõtted, mida me nimetame unenägudeks

See jõud peitub mõistuses
Omanda tarkust läbi võimete
Muuda seda, mis tulevikus tuleb
Valu ja viletsuse vältimine

Vaata läbi võltsingu sellest, mis on tõeline
Otsuste tegemine selle järgi, mida tunned
Ela tuleviku ja mitte mineviku nimel
Nõrgamõistuslikud ei kesta kunagi

Nägemuste tajumine, mis korduv ..... Loe edasi →

Death is near

Aeg peatub, köik paistab nii veatu,
Köik on vörtsed, köik ritta on seatud,
Ta nimi köigile on teatud,
Ta pole ei kuri, ei halb, oma töös ta'n veatu,
Ta külvab hirmu ja kurbust, ta'n kui ära neetud,
Seda köike teha on ta töö, olgu ajaks nii päev kui öö,
Ta on see, kelle pärast kiriku kell kokku lööb,
Ta on see, kes pakub augu kaevajaile tööd,
Keegi pole teda könetand, keegi pole teda näind,
Ta siluetil puudub vari, kui mööda maad ta käib,
Ta'n südametult soe ja tal kolme peaga koer,
Tema eest ei keegi kunagi teist korda peitu poe,
Ta nimi nii lihtne, t ..... Loe edasi →

In the end

In the eve
of all my days
I will leave
will stop my ways

Where to go
what will be next
noone knows
no written text

But inside me
is my belief
is solid strong
that we will see
But now they're waiting
holding breath
but they are waiting
where I belong

My life was gift
my death is way
please let me drift
please let me go
Oh you still have
some words to say
say them please
and let me go

I will go
and you will stay
no need to cry
no need for pray

At the end
of all my nights
need no tears
just memorize
Once a year
turn little lights
please dont send
me m ..... Loe edasi →

March to the end

Passage must be written.
Before the day is done.
Unless all saints are rotten.
And end of days has come.

Water burns like fire.
And air has turned to dust.
With each step we will tire.
But march on we now must.

The gates of hell await.
Whom never really knew.
To give before you take.
And help the weakest through.

Selfless are the ones.
Who even when it burns.
Help the helpless ones.
And give out all their turns.

Snuff

Bury all your secrets in my skin
Come away with innocence and leave me with my sins
The air around me still feels like a cage
And love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage again

So if I love you I have to let you go
And you should run away before I know
My heart is just too dark to care
I can't destroy what isn't there

Deliver me into my fate
If I'm alone I cannot hate
I don't deserve to have you
Ooh, my smile was taken long ago
If I can change I hope I never know

I still press your letters to my lips
And cherish them in parts of me that savor every kiss
I couldn't ..... Loe edasi →

Do not stand at my grave and weep

Do not stand at my grave and weep:

I am not there; I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow,

I am the diamond glints on snow,

I am the sun on ripened grain,

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning’s hush

I am the swift uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circling flight.

I am the soft starshine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry:

I am not there; I did not die.


Mary Elizabeth Frye

XXXVI

I genuinely hope for us - our beings, whether physical or not - to have a chance at being the other's moon. To shine like stars and let our spirits connect by song. To let our songbirds soar freely and uncaged. I hope to love you the way I do until death do us part - till our bones decay and till the magic in our stardust vanishes and we fade away.

I

Nothing more,
nothing less
but a memory, clouding my lungs.
Once so vibrant, now faded to dust.
The faint beating of broken hearts,
left under a layer of betrayal and regret.
Emotions,
that have been superglued to a place long gone.
Burnt flags.
Ruined childhoods.
Alliances that brought chaos.
Secrets that brought death.

Klahvimeister (Karoshi)

Hea meel, et ei tööta kontoris
kus kaotaks nägemise
olla istuva ORJA rollis
ja kus aeglaselt kaotan mõistuse;

sest see töö NII igav
ja kiiresti vaimselt väsitav
istumine päev läbi ebamugav
palk on töö suhtes eksitav;

ja kui midagi trükkides läheb sitasti
klimberdan klahve läbisegi
sest töö löönud mõistuse kasti
suust sülgan leegi;

*TUHHTUHHTUHHTUHHTUHHTUHHTUHHTUHHTUHH

klaviatuur verest punane
kui näpud otsast ära toksisin
ka ekraan on värviline
järgmisena käed sodiks peksin;

*plärtsplärtsplärtsplärts
"ÄÄÄÄÄ, VIHKAN OMA ELU&qu ..... Loe edasi →

Ecstasy

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.

A Tailor Called Sorrow

Yesterday in drizzling rain
on the road,
depression came
with its scissors open.

He put unhappy shirts
around the necks
of children,
and stitched black markings
on the lives of others.

Around the red faces
the tailor called sorrow
let a cloth with death silk
in it
hang,
and mingled white basting thread
in their hair.

Depression

If i had the choice between life and death,
honestly I would be dead.
My birth was a mistake,
but my life I can't take.
If my life I would end,
then my friends to death I would send.
Now hear me out alright,
suicide isn't right,
but suffering aint better either.
I don't wanna die,
but neither do i wanna slowly wither.
I've had enough of this bullshit,
since almost everyone i know is full of shit.

Goodbye.

Distance

I'm out of breath, I just ran to the station
hope I don't catch my death of cold
Hell yeah, just great I was here right on time
the train is late and I'm on hold
and I wonder should I wait here at the first place
see what happens, if you miss me
if you miss me at all
It's not okay when you don't write me
or you don't make a good-night-call
but more and more when you are there beside me
It's not that right at all.
 
Cause when I'm with you I feel the distance and I don't want to be holding hands
I've tried to overcome
this resistance
but in my power it just doesn ..... Loe edasi →

tupaceminemile!

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My wounds are deep,
can't get any sleep.
All I do is weep,
all our memories I keep.

Trying to move along,
listening to our song.
Living life wrong,
sadness stretched too long.

Coping with this pain,
nothing to gain.
Crying in the rain,
laying in painful vain.

A never-ending path,
unexpected wrath.
Tears fill the bath,
this is the aftermath.

A big price I paid,
onto the railroad I laid.
I'm a worthless maid,
who needs a ton of aid.

Myself is all I hate,
the hour is once again late.
Death is my certain fate,
but also a freedom gate.

Fucked up, I let myself ..... Loe edasi →

I wanna smoke a cigarette with flavor
And hope that death will do me a favor.
I wanna drink vodka from a bottle
And watch the ceiling at a motel.
Wanna listen to that song over and over,
With a knowledge that tomorrow i'll have a hangover.

-Dash-