Sõnale fear leiti 18 luuletust
Eternal fear of lies.
The endless to be born.
With you it bounds, it ties.
It's life by you is worn.
The truth will once emerge.
The truth will set us free.
You will be weak at first.
But you can count on me.
I will hold you up.
And heal, when there is need.
I will never stop.
As long as you need me.
The river of fear
I believe in dreams that can become real,
But they live beside the river of fear.
They are always on the other side
And the river is not narrow, it’s very wide.
It’s not filled with water,
More like lava only hotter,
Seasoned with tears from the past
And blood from your broken heart.
It doesn’t just take a thick layer of skin,
But understanding, accepting within
Of who you are and then a little bit more
To ever be able to reach the other shore.
Buying a swimsuit is not the first step,
Because the control tap is over the trek.
You must jump in and defeat your ret .....
Split in two
I have a heart,
that's split in two.
One remains in,
the other with you.
I gave you all,
I ever had.
My love, my life,
my soul to have.
You tore me up,
you took me down,
you broke my bones.
My pain was loud!
But I am here,
despite the loss.
I heal my wounds.
I bare my cross.
I rise my head,
despite the pain.
I gave up lies,
I gave up blame.
I rose anew.
And took a vow.
To never weep.
And never bow.
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!
My only star
Some days I wonder.
Some days I see.
It all becomes,
so clear to me.
That it was meant.
For you to see.
How your existence,
When I am breathing.
Or when I sleep.
I see your heart,
right next to me.
You are my passion.
You are my star.
My morning coffe.
All that I love.
But life is short.
And you are far.
So I must hide.
My only star.
No Verbal Admiration
I feel out of place,
There’s room for two in my space.
My heart’s big but still
Your share it will not fill.
You’ve always been missing
No matter who I’ve been kissing.
They’ve been like sprinklers
But I know you’re the storm.
Their inadequacy has left splinters
To where my love is born.
I’m a stray cat in the rain.
No roof, just paws in pain.
What’s left is a gram of faith...
You’ve no idea how I’m this frail.
Don’t tell me I’m beautiful,
Don’t tell me I’m cool.
Tell me and it’s our funeral,
Just stay with me and I’ll stay with you.
I don't think I'm going crazy...
Everything seems to fly me by,
in these days I don’t even try
to go out and make a difference.
I don’t need grades or a job reference.
I dream because I don’t like the reality.
A couple of times a day I end up in panicking
because of the fear of losing the grip
and leaving on a mental hospital trip.
I don’t think I’m going crazy,
so I don’t need you to save me.
If anything, then I’m finding out
what my life is all about.
This growing up is like shitting bricks,
I haven’t learned these circus tricks.
So if you’ve seen more than me,
I’d learn the lesson happil .....
Over the garden the moons tide tumbles;
Shrubs are shaken by gusts and tremblings;
Pathways ribbon with sudden dissemblings
Towards the threshold where false foot stumbles.
Out of the soil of midnight, tender,
Lift my arms white tendrils and, weaving,
Motion to someone shadowy and absent,
Someone who tarries somewhere, perhaps may not be existent.
Oh, do I fear the days of torrid splendour,
Nights full of flowers? Oh, do I fear when I see that
These would not yield to the ultimate depths of my choosing?
My heart is breaking little by little
As a ripe pomegranate, skin parched brittle,
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 .....
my heart to you
I'm scared of falling love
I saw darkness in her beauty
She saw beauty in my darkness
She freed me from my heart
But I'm still trapped inside of conscious
There's no way to say this poems about someone else
Every time you're not in my arms
I start to lose myself
Every night, I fell in love
But no one else could lift me high above
I don’t know what I was doing
Nowadays, I cannot find her
I want your hair , I want your disease
I want your everything as long as it's free
I want your love, love, love, love
I want your love
Trying not to freak when you look at me.
The raven part 1
While all the world but you is asleep
the silence will be creeping in.
You'll feel the darkness flowing
through some cuts really deep in.
You'll hear the raven's croak
and your heart shakes with hers.
You've let your loneliness soak -
too late for around to turn.
You've poisoned your soul with hate
and trampled your love with fears.
By pain your heart feels raped
the raven will share your tears.
You'll ask for the raven to join
this night's dreadful journey.
For now, with you she cant adjoin
you must learn to own your misery.
The silhouettes of haunting memories
I am just like a demon
I am just like a demon,
who is evil.
I like freedom
just like the devil.
My color is red,
I eat blood,
I like to be negative
I wanna kill YOU,
I wanna feel YOUR fear,
if you dare
to show me.
I am a monster
I'm not like her,
I have a high temper,
you will be DISMEMBERED.
I am soulless,
I don't know, what is kindness,
look me the eye,
I can't tell, what you'll find.
I´ve been naked before You,
No, I´m not thinking just stripped,
I mean real naked, like fears, hopes, all the things I´ve never told anyone before...
You knew me best, and You´ll never know the rest...
I guess, the fear was bigger, than the rest...
I guess, thats the way of those who always rest,
never take chances,
and never be the best...
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Sometimes I'd like to say how much you mean to me,
But this is impossible if you do not listen to me.
Your voice trembled as in the past,
And a steady supply me with any questions which I can't answer.
Sometimes I'd yell at you how much I really love you,
But even this is impossible if you don't believe me.
Just as in the past you cried,
and a steady supply of fear of something in front of me I can't explain.
Sometimes I'd tell you how important your presence is to me,
But it proves to be impossible if you do not talk to me.
Exactly as in the past, you were silent for a momen .....
You are the one
I hold so dear.
You have become
the one I fear.
You taught me how to cook,
you taught me how to think.
You wrote my life-book
but you didn\'t paint it pink.
You led me on my way,
you didn\'t let me fall.
When the world seemed so gray,
you were the one that I could call.
Thanks to you I\'m happy now
and I can understand
that fear and pain and sorrow
with love go hand in hand.
Eva Pärnits— Eva Pärnits