Fears
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Стихи - My fears
Im ready to see my fears.
To look at their eyes…full of tears.
I want to touch them by my hand.
You are my children… as was Im.
Im ready to feel you with love.
And give you this moment, to be above.
You are my parts, but you my past,
I want to tell you this at last:
From now you are free
I don’t need you… you don’t need me…
To look at their eyes…full of tears.
I want to touch them by my hand.
You are my children… as was Im.
Im ready to feel you with love.
And give you this moment, to be above.
You are my parts, but you my past,
I want to tell you this at last:
From now you are free
I don’t need you… you don’t need me…
Автор: polina
Стихи - Madhouse
White coats to bind me, out of control
I live alone inside my mind
World of confusion, air filled with noise
Who says that my life's such a crime?
Trapped, in this nightmare
I wish I'd wake
As my whole life begins to shake
Four walls, surround me
An empty gaze
I can't find my way out of this maze
'Cause I don't care
Fall in, fall out
Gone without a doubt, help me
I can't take the blame
They don't feel the shame
It's a Madhouse
Or so they claim
It's a Madhouse
Oh, am I...
I live alone inside my mind
World of confusion, air filled with noise
Who says that my life's such a crime?
Trapped, in this nightmare
I wish I'd wake
As my whole life begins to shake
Four walls, surround me
An empty gaze
I can't find my way out of this maze
'Cause I don't care
Fall in, fall out
Gone without a doubt, help me
I can't take the blame
They don't feel the shame
It's a Madhouse
Or so they claim
It's a Madhouse
Oh, am I...
Автор: Картинки
Стихи - Alone running away
I’ve been looking for something across this world
Something different, something new, something more
But inside I’m still this lonely girl
And nobody is calling me back home
I am lost, lost on my way
Running from my own pain
I’ve been told, it was wrong
To let it go, it won’t come back anymore
Ch: I just wanna say it
But I would be just drowning in gray
I don’t want to feel it; I wanna scream it all away
Cuz’ I know, I’m gonna lose it all
I don’t want to run away no more
And...
Something different, something new, something more
But inside I’m still this lonely girl
And nobody is calling me back home
I am lost, lost on my way
Running from my own pain
I’ve been told, it was wrong
To let it go, it won’t come back anymore
Ch: I just wanna say it
But I would be just drowning in gray
I don’t want to feel it; I wanna scream it all away
Cuz’ I know, I’m gonna lose it all
I don’t want to run away no more
And...
Автор: kisa1911
Стихи - White rose
My black mama told me,
In city lives devil,
My black mama told me,
My soul is white rose.
But demon in black car,
The perfectly evil
Sold hope in small dose
How the perfect it was
How to dispose of a dream?
My rose has been broken by him.
How to expose the truth?
Ah, my love is beyond a cure.
Shine, my white rose.
Wherever, my dreams,
Life goes
Fate like tense rope.
Sleep of my pain,
Blows my hope.
Now heart of the party,
My beautiful body.
Fake gloss of the horny...
In city lives devil,
My black mama told me,
My soul is white rose.
But demon in black car,
The perfectly evil
Sold hope in small dose
How the perfect it was
How to dispose of a dream?
My rose has been broken by him.
How to expose the truth?
Ah, my love is beyond a cure.
Shine, my white rose.
Wherever, my dreams,
Life goes
Fate like tense rope.
Sleep of my pain,
Blows my hope.
Now heart of the party,
My beautiful body.
Fake gloss of the horny...
Автор: Dreamfactor
Стихи - My rain
This day
Has brought forgotten fears…
My rain
Has wanted to calm me tears…
He beat off the rhythm in pools…
It were so beautiful tunes…
My rain
Sang songs about love…
And they
Helped soul to rise above…
And I spoke my thanks the rain
That have come to me again…
My way
So it is long for me...
This rain
Will allow us to meet,
To open for new love games
Umbrella of our happy days...
Елена Ольховик
2011 год
Has brought forgotten fears…
My rain
Has wanted to calm me tears…
He beat off the rhythm in pools…
It were so beautiful tunes…
My rain
Sang songs about love…
And they
Helped soul to rise above…
And I spoke my thanks the rain
That have come to me again…
My way
So it is long for me...
This rain
Will allow us to meet,
To open for new love games
Umbrella of our happy days...
Елена Ольховик
2011 год
Автор: Allena_Original
Стихи - Why do you cry? Thomas Anders перевод
You know, my girl,
I need you to write my story.
You love to fly
But now you are by my side.
It’s you I need,
And there is no point in worrying.
Time to decide
Say Hi or Good Bye
Why...
Why do you cry,
Wonderful lady?
Why do you cry
Fighting a fear?
Why do you cry?
Just tell me why?
I’m like a blind
Running behind you.
How many people
Just wanna be friends of mine
How many girls
I’ve known in my life
Why do you cry
Open your mind
Give me your palm, I can't live without...
I need you to write my story.
You love to fly
But now you are by my side.
It’s you I need,
And there is no point in worrying.
Time to decide
Say Hi or Good Bye
Why...
Why do you cry,
Wonderful lady?
Why do you cry
Fighting a fear?
Why do you cry?
Just tell me why?
I’m like a blind
Running behind you.
How many people
Just wanna be friends of mine
How many girls
I’ve known in my life
Why do you cry
Open your mind
Give me your palm, I can't live without...
Автор: mik808
Стихи - Abraham Moses Klein. Portrait of the Poet As Landscape
Для редактора,
озабоченного передовицей,
он никто, какой-то Джон Мильтон,
затерявшийся на литературной обочине.
Актриса глицериновую слезу
из-за него не проливала ни разу.
О нем хранит молчание
радио и телевещание.
Нет ни досье, ни файлов секретных.
Нет псевдонимов народу известных.
Никому не интересно
узнать его настоящее имя.
Жив ли он, мертв ли он,
не проверяет никто.
Возможно в чулане
детективы найдут его труп
с разбитым лицом,
с открытыми глазами...
озабоченного передовицей,
он никто, какой-то Джон Мильтон,
затерявшийся на литературной обочине.
Актриса глицериновую слезу
из-за него не проливала ни разу.
О нем хранит молчание
радио и телевещание.
Нет ни досье, ни файлов секретных.
Нет псевдонимов народу известных.
Никому не интересно
узнать его настоящее имя.
Жив ли он, мертв ли он,
не проверяет никто.
Возможно в чулане
детективы найдут его труп
с разбитым лицом,
с открытыми глазами...
Автор: szemtsov
Стихи - I am in danger
Danger is coming
i could be afraid
but this fear is free
not a cent is paid
ceremonie de la fortune
staying alone
before i am gone
and silence in sounds
out there. roundabouts
fortune de la ceremonie
i could be afraid
but this fear is free
not a cent is paid
ceremonie de la fortune
staying alone
before i am gone
and silence in sounds
out there. roundabouts
fortune de la ceremonie
Автор: EfeKomi
Стихи - Предчувствие. Из Эми Лоуэлл
I have been temperate always,
But I am like to be very drunk
With your coming.
There have been times
I feared to walk dawn he street
Lest I should reel with the wine of you,
And jerk against my neighbors
As they go by.
I am parched now, and my tongue is horrible in my mouth,
But my brain id noisy
With the clash and gurgle of filling wine-cups.
Эми Лоуэлл
Предчувствие
Умеренность – давний мой стиль,
Но снова – едва ты приходишь
Пьянею – и нет моих сил –
В соблазн...
But I am like to be very drunk
With your coming.
There have been times
I feared to walk dawn he street
Lest I should reel with the wine of you,
And jerk against my neighbors
As they go by.
I am parched now, and my tongue is horrible in my mouth,
But my brain id noisy
With the clash and gurgle of filling wine-cups.
Эми Лоуэлл
Предчувствие
Умеренность – давний мой стиль,
Но снова – едва ты приходишь
Пьянею – и нет моих сил –
В соблазн...
Автор: -Семен-Венцимеров
Стихи - От Пушкина и обратною Мой оберег. Из Джулиана Генри Лауэнфил
Храни меня, мой талисман,
Храни меня во дни гоненья,
Во дни раскаянья, волненья:
Ты в день печали был мне дан.
Когда подымет океан
Вокруг меня валы ревучи,
Когда грозою грянут тучи -
Храни меня, мой талисман.
В уединенье чуждых стран,
На лоне скучного покоя,
В тревоге пламенного боя
Храни меня, мой талисман.
Священный сладостный обман,
Души волшебное светило...
Оно сокрылось, изменило...
Храни меня, мой талисман.
Пускай же ввек сердечных ран
Не...
Храни меня во дни гоненья,
Во дни раскаянья, волненья:
Ты в день печали был мне дан.
Когда подымет океан
Вокруг меня валы ревучи,
Когда грозою грянут тучи -
Храни меня, мой талисман.
В уединенье чуждых стран,
На лоне скучного покоя,
В тревоге пламенного боя
Храни меня, мой талисман.
Священный сладостный обман,
Души волшебное светило...
Оно сокрылось, изменило...
Храни меня, мой талисман.
Пускай же ввек сердечных ран
Не...
Автор: -Семен-Венцимеров
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