Dikter

 Have this awful feeling on my inside.
It is not fear and it is not pride.
This feeling inside leaves a painful spot.
I feel like my heart is starting to rot.

I see myself alone in some awkward place.
I think my heart is losing its pace.
I hope I would die; this I wish,
But I keep on going for this person I miss.

The sadness I feel, described also as pain.
I never feel happy because my heart is so plain.
Sometimes I dream of this glamorous place.
And all that I see is his beautiful face.

Sometimes I think that my teardrops are blood.
I feel it's my heart crying for love.
I hate the fact that he left me so soon.
I wish I could start over inside his womb.

He's still in my soul. This I know.
I know he'll stay there and never will go.
Inside I feel no need to live.
To hold him once more, my life I would give.

[OP]Larazza

Livets mysterium
Som en fågel utan vingar
Känner jag mig ibland
Jag kämpar mot vinden
Utan att finna land

Tunga stapplande steg
Längs okända marker
På väg mot ett mål
Som ska finnas någonstans

Vad är det som lockar
Som driver mig fram
Som får mig att le
Och glädjas ibland

En doft som smeks av vinden
Den lyfter mig sakta upp
Vingarna bär mig igen
Och jag flyger lycklig bort

Mot nya okända dagar
Med både lycka och motgång
Ett samspel mellan gråt och skratt
Livet går sin gilla gång...

[OP]Ciara

Vägval
Man pratar om livets svåra gåta
Om vägval, lycka och motgång
Just nu vill jag bara gråta
Det gör ont ännu en gång

Blunda, gå vidare, hitta rätt
Finn dig själv och din väg att gå
Ingen har sagt att det är lätt
Ibland känns det svårt att bara stå

Att tänka positivt trots allt
Det är enda sättet att orka leva
När allt är grått och kallt
Kan man bara fortsätta treva

Att ge upp och bara släppa taget
Är aldrig en utväg trots allt
Man får ta en liten bit i taget
När tårarna faller med en smak av salt

[OP]Ciara

All alone
Yesterday I was feeling good
You were here
Today my tears are falling
You are gone
You left and took my heart along
I’m all alone
Missing you

[OP]Ciara


Funeral Blues (Song)

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone.
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling in the sky the message He is Dead,
Put crêpe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever, I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun.
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

[OP]cyberdennis

Life Without You


Since the day we met,
I've tried to imagine my life without you.
It would be life without thought,
having nothing to look forward to.

Your words turn into thoughts,
those thoughts turn into feelings,
feeling that could never be taught.

I move through life at a day-by-day pace,
every obstacle I come to,
I picture your face.

Your picture serves as my angel,
high in spirit, deep at heart
knowing that you stand beside me,
right from the start

[OP]Larazza

FOOT PRINTS IN THE SAND

One night I had a dream.
I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord,
And across the sky flashed scenes of my life.
For each scene I noticed
two sets of footprints in the sand.
One belonging to me
and the other belonging to the Lord.

When the last scene of my life flashed before me,
I looked at the footprints in the sand.
I noticed that many times along the path of my life
there was only one set of footprints....
I also noticed that it happened
at the very lowest and saddest times of my life.

One set of footprints in the sand,
Lord you promised me you'd hold my hand,
tell me why during the troubled times
that I look back and only find,
One set of foot prints in the sand

This really bothered me
and I questioned the Lord about it.
"Lord, you said that once I decided to follow you
you would walk with me all the way.
but I noticed that during the most
troublesome times of my life
there is only one set of footprints.
I don't understand why in times
when I needed you the most,
you would leave me".

The Lord replied,
"My precious, precious child,
I love you and I would never leave you
during the times of your trials and sufferings.
When you saw only one set of footprints
It was then that I carried you".

One set of Foot Prints in the sand,
Oh Yes at last I understand,
through every storm He carried me,
Now I praise the Lord each time I see,
One set of foot prints in the Sand

[OP]TheHydes

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