Sõnale have leiti 71 luuletust
Have a little self-discussion..
When you sit in your dark, silent room,
thinking you've failed everyone around you.
You may lose the light which guides you home,
or the person who gives you what you know.
How do you manage to hide your scars,
your face and red eyes from your dad/mom?
They love you more than words can say,
or is one of them who's tearing you away?
There's always a way out of this place
darker than the ebony black ground.
It's called life within the reality checks,
Is it much harder than it sounds?
No, it's not. You just have to believe.
But how, when everything is so unsteady?
Listen, th .....
Parents, think about it..
Have you ever think about,
what your doing to them..?
How your word hurts,
have you no shame..?
We all take it in difference ways,
some may defend, some may cry.
Wanna know, what they do or try
or you don't care at all..?
Parents should support their little ones...
THEN WHY YOU MAKE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN YOUR KIDS!!!
Loving one than the other,
youth needs to be counted...
Have you realised, how she feels,
when she sees sibling getting all,
but you gave her the cold shoulder
and she feels so left out...
Have you think about it,
what they do behind your back..?
They might .....
Kuused saavad valged kuued,
kännud pähe mütsid uued,
väiksed põõsad talveunes
üleni on paksus lumes.
Kuid mis sagin metsa all?
Jõulud on ju lähedal.
Tuleb kaugelt jõuluvana
et ta laste juurde läheb
ja et abi vajab vähe.
teda nõus on aitama.
Jõuluvana habet paitab:
"Kes mul koti selga aitab?"
Jänes sikutab ja tirib:
"Küll on raske!"
Kott on seljas jõulutaadil.
Võtab kepi, astub teele...
"Sõbrad, hüvasti, aidaa!
Pärast t .....
I have never burnt
Like this before
Should I go on with it
I'm not quite sure
But baby please
Don't let me go for good
There's something else
Now must be understood
My crown is in the Heavens
My feet are in the Earth
My heart is everywhere
While giving holy birth
You told me once
We are together in this all
I believe you now
There's no sky
From you are
Supposed to fall
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
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
Biggest nazi on these days
biggest danger biggest threat
Putin walks on nazi ways
Sergei is only faithful pet
Against the russians they own will
he sends the soldiers brother-kill
he doesnt think he doesnt care
what is the cost you have to clear
Russian nation big and proud
please dont play and take him down
take his insane smile and crown
russian peole big and proud
Russian mates you need no war
take him jail and slam the door
there is no need to kill your friends
you better take him- and that ends
Whos the nazi- its the word
that means someone against some will
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
In the end
In the eve
of all my days
I will leave
will stop my ways
Where to go
what will be next
no written text
But inside me
is my belief
is solid strong
that we will see
But now they're waiting
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
Once a year
turn little lights
please dont send
me m .....
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
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 .....
All akna ähmub õudus-öine aid:
Ah, sadusid, mis kunagi ei lõpe
Ja oma alguse, teab millal said!
Kõik tuba langend mingi tusa tõppe –
Kuis õhkub nukrust seinte tuhmund kett
Ning nende vahel, heites peeglihõppe
Mustkurba varju, have siluett.
Kas mina see, kes nagu murtud mooni
On langutanud tühjaksjäänud kätt,
Pää maha kallutand all leinakrooni?
Kui hää, et hämar on ning silm ei seleta
Mu huulil nutukurret, kurbusjooni.
Ei miski, miski, miski peleta
Mu ümbert selle leina salajase,
Ei midagi mu seeski heleta:
Jäänd ainult südame suur tulea .....
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 .....
Ema portree Portrait of my Mother
See on mu ema portree. This is a portrait of my mother.
Käed tööväsimusest vajunud sülle. Hands sunk in her lap from work-weariness
Ja mina kusagil tühjas ruumis And I somewhere in empty space
hüplev alp harakas a conceited, hopping magpie
laia taevalaotuse all. under a broad sky.
Prillid on kukkunud lahti löödud raamatule. Her glasses have fallen on to the knocked-open book.
Suur Jumal hoia mu poega. Great Lord, look after my son.
Vihm vasardab vast .....
Infinite progressions of blue gradually shade
into an Estonian childhood, my father's eyes,
the fragrant beehive of a paneled veranda
where I caught first the form of radiant windows
and my language, Finno-Ugric, not Indo-European,
a marvel of music and breathtaking brevity.
The same vowel harmonies took me later
to the labyrinthine lakes of Finland
which mirror similar constellations of the soul,
where just a transparency separates
heaven from earth, salmon leap
right through your heart, and you soon know
where the world ends and how and why.
A piece of ice tells it, so does polished glass,
If it was so
If your eyes could really see,
would you see what comes to be?
If mirrors would show us our fate,
would you stare and take the hate?
If love was given all to free,
Would it mean so much to me?
If true lovers never met,
Would they be a hopeless wreck?
If you could only do what's right,
Would we distinguish day from night?
If life was endless and controlled,
Would you always act as told?
If you stopped and walked away,
What would really make you stay?
If you could have all you wanted,
Would you give up all you have?