Sõnale their leiti 17 luuletust
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 .....
All Things
All things bright and beautiful
All creatures great and small
All things wise and wonderful
`Twas God that made them all
Each little flower that opens
Each little bird that sings
He made their glowing colours
And made their tiny wings
The purple headed mountains
The river running by
The sunset and the morning
That brightens up the sky
The cold wind in the winter
The pleasant summer sun
The ripe fruits in the garden
He made them every one
He gave us eyes to see them
And lips that we might tell
How great is the Almighty
How has made all things well
All things bright .....
Summer Memory
The door ajar, I stood at point of day,
Tiptoe for you and with awakened eyes.
The suns gold slipper trod the gravelled way,
The grasses spilled their dews in glad surprise-
And then you came out of a mist of flowers
That clung and swayed like knots of butterflies!
When afterwards we two, in softened hours,
Walked through the fields of rye all red for reaping,
I felt as if my heart obeyed new powers:
The old in me seemed either dead or sleeping,
And as I glimpsed the poppies fluttering fire,
An eager pleasure set my pulses leaping.
And you, these sang, could give me my desire.
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.
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 .....
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.
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.
For you
Those eyes, that keep everything bundled inside, wishing that everything's gonna be alright,
all I really wanted was to see you smile, my dedication, my hesitation, I'm no longer blind,
cause you're my light in the sky, hoping this time I'll get it right, I'll do it with all my might
I've never been one that's liked, wish you could be here,right here, part of my life, I can't really rhyme
I have to say what I say, I'll let the swing sway, over the edge of the world, I've found myself,
thinking of you once at least every day, so I wont stop the pursuit of happiness, I threw away,
even .....
ode to hip hop
I've decided to take destiny into my own hands
You probably can't understand but for me life is bland
And I have this constant hollow feeling
Days are cold, dark and filled with sorrow
Raining clouds from under my ceiling
Dealing with it all would take a person very strong
By the time you hear this I will be gone
Along with my existence will be a way of life for many
I gave some substance, knowledge
And in returned was used to make a petty penny
They've defeated my purpose, deleted my work
Cheated me, seated me underground and wound up bringing me to the surface
They corrupted my .....
Stranger
You meet a stranger on the street.
You shake their hand, you show your teeth.
They ask your name and where you sleep.
They take your bed, while you can weep.
You ask, why friend, what have you done?
Where have all your manners gone?
What made you choose, this ugly way?
Why can't you be, my friend today?
They say, well see, I am this way,
so you would never be like me.
I take and take and never give
So you could even cry or sing.
I take these things, I do not need.
To fill my own, sad destiny.
You see my heart, it's full of holes.
That’s why I take these darkened rol .....
This paradise, utopia
You left,
Wheres the police?
There have been theft
Now nothing holy is
This "paradise" "utopia"
Is nothing but distopia
Our lifes are painful copies, ahh
Good partners are grateful fuckers, muahh
My luck has fell
This "utopia" is just a hell
Now only time will tell
When we will to satan our blood sell
Im feeling sadness
Inside my head is madness
Only luck is our gladness
But our boddyes just need a rest
I just failed that test
The test in life school
Only those will see the rest
Who can keep their head cool
Lets let this distopia die
Lets mak .....
Mister X
He reminds you when its time to take a break
he will take you where the sun is shining
for your sake
And you pack your bag and quickly make a cake
just to assert yourself that he is not a fake
He will help you with your coat and open doors
He will even make his way through iron gate
Where the others shake their head he says „Of course“
cause for him you're plainly matter of first rate
And you're wondering if
He's just a fantasy, he is a fiction
he's a male from other space
Its hard to give an adequate depiction
although everything falls into place
The image .....
tupaceminemile!
god of the rap its a wrap king of the rap its no crap both GOING to roth till death and what will wealth them more than sure health and God help they can do us great wait ...out of sight its like bikes trike and bites like punches mike or cat tastes mice and what else is nice roll the dice they show shiny glow of their figures flow they grow some dome of my own make me feel im no clown and i know when i say yo i add a bo nus for your globus to show i am a rapper also. Thats the way God and King say Going like young mindblowing mc wanna sing go with wings hold your things it brings some sins .....
— luulekomissarov
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.
Your .....
Live up to your dreams
Everyone desires to be popular
and the ones that don’t, lie to themselves.
A human by nature wants to please
whoever is around and does so by all means.
Though once caught up in the belief,
that everything around is cheap,
They close their eyes to their destiny,
for their conscious, it’s too big of a mystery,
and life goes on in a shallow pond,
without ever reaching the open sea or beyond.
The individual identity gets cremated,
and that’s how mainstream is created.
Live up to your dreams, not what they expect,
that’s how you’ll earn your self-respect.
Though remember .....
Faith & Hesitation
Everyone in real relationships
Say that they miss being free.
That they love their honies to bits
But single life is good indeed.
You get to be your own boss,
Go do what your heart desires.
It’s a paradise on Earth cos
Riding solo never expires.
But what if you’ve been strolling alone
Throughout your life, which has been fun
And get thinking, what if your tombstone
Will sit on it’s own when you’re done.
It would be a sad grave
To have your body thrown in
Cos in your life, no-one was as brave
To have you as their virtue and their sin.
I shouldn’t even consider
Th .....
