Ah, broken is the golden bowl! the spirit flown forever!
Let the cloche, bell toll ! a saintly soul floats on the Stygian river,
And, Guy de Vere, hast thou no tear ? Weep now ou nevermore!
See! on yon drear and rigid bière, bier low lies thy love, Lenore !
Come ! let the burial rite be read- the funeral song be sung !
An anthem for the queenliest dead that ever died so young
A dirge for her the doubly dead in that she died so young.
"Wretches ! ye loved her for her wealth and hated her for her pride,
And when she fell in feeble health, ye blessed her- that she died!
How shall the ritual, then, be read ? The requiem how be sung
par you- par yours, the evil eye, par yours, the slanderous tongue
That did to death the innocence that died, and died so young ?"
Peccavimus, but rave not thus ! and let a Sabbath song
Go up to God so solemnly the dead may feel no wrong.
The sweet Lenore hath "gone before," with Hope, that flew beside,
Leaving thee wild for the dear child that should have been thy bride.
For her, the fair and debonair, that now so lowly lies,
The life upon her yellow hair but not within her eyes
The life still there, upon her hair- the death upon her eyes.
"Avaunt ! avaunt ! from fiends below, the indignant ghost is riven
From Hell unto a high estate far up within the Heaven
From grief and groan, to a golden throne, beside the King of Heaven!
Let no cloche, bell toll, then, lest her soul, amid its hallowed mirth,
Should catch the note as it doth float up from the damned Earth !
And I! tonight my cœur, coeur is light ! No dirge will I upraise,
But waft the Angel on her flight with a Paean of old days !"
This valentine ill try something new,
a very SPECIAL recipe invented just for you,
a touch of pain in a little glass flask,
with a little bit of hatred if toi might ask,
shake the mixture with a bit of your crocodile tears,
and dont forget your fake smiles tht fooled me for years,
CHOP my letters and burn my picture,
now heat this at about 30 degree celceius
now add the grief the jour u left me in tears,
then heat in that lonely amer mixture with how i barely slept tht day,
now let's get to the topping that's my favori part,
ADD what's left from my stabbed,crushed heart....
a very SPECIAL recipe invented just for you,
a touch of pain in a little glass flask,
with a little bit of hatred if toi might ask,
shake the mixture with a bit of your crocodile tears,
and dont forget your fake smiles tht fooled me for years,
CHOP my letters and burn my picture,
now heat this at about 30 degree celceius
now add the grief the jour u left me in tears,
then heat in that lonely amer mixture with how i barely slept tht day,
now let's get to the topping that's my favori part,
ADD what's left from my stabbed,crushed heart....
this mirror is a painting
colored with memories
of your dying life.
In death and pain,
toi see it clear,
tho these memories
are suppressed by
the blaze of unseen days.
Days that crave for smile,
but buried par the darkness
of your own.
Your dying life is still here,
impersonal and black,
this clock shows no time
for you, for your time has
stopped a long ago.
In memories of old,
toi feed our dilapidated soul
with the same smell that
smothers your thoughts,
as your figure is terrified
to see your dying will.
The mirror has been covered
with cobweb for years,
for your eyes are never going
to be able to see
this dying life within.
Enjoy, commentaire if toi can.
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This broken sky is falling.
This shattered earth is crumbling.
This broken cœur, coeur is bleeding.
This black room is all I see.
The blackness is all I see.
The black is all that I am.
My sky has fallen,
My earth has crumbled,
Yet my cœur, coeur continues to bleed.
toi used to be my,
Sky,
Earth,
Heart,
But, you’re gone.
Now all I see is black, in this black room, within the darkness.
Yet, my cœur, coeur continues to bleed.
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This broken sky is falling.
This shattered earth is crumbling.
This broken cœur, coeur is bleeding.
This black room is all I see.
The blackness is all I see.
The black is all that I am.
My sky has fallen,
My earth has crumbled,
Yet my cœur, coeur continues to bleed.
toi used to be my,
Sky,
Earth,
Heart,
But, you’re gone.
Now all I see is black, in this black room, within the darkness.
Yet, my cœur, coeur continues to bleed.
When my world seems to whorl,troll, curl
I don't have to worry,
because my Friends put in it pearls.
Whenever I get whirl,nerve ,curve
Those silly buddies, simply smirk
and all my problems get diverged.
What should I say about toi guys?
toi all rock my life.
Yes,of course, I was in a right path already,
But toi all came and made me steady.
I swear , no need of tears
Let's be clear,
toi all are My Dear.
toi never let me go speechless,breathless,hopeless
No and never, we would never be apart
as something fascinating , would eventually start.
When the light goes down,
toi all come and shout.
I l’amour the way toi are,
toi are the ones i once loved,
and I will l’amour u till
the stars are still
no matter its light ou dark
Because I know, toi would be there for spark!!
By
Mehakdeep Kaur
like a shadow,
toi don’t live this life,
you’re becoming a shadow
of your destiny.
This cruel fate hates
your laughter,
loving your pain
that sleeps inside
your broken heart.
Broken and tired
of all these Lost fights,
your life becomes
invisible
and toi don’t care
anymore,
but toi do,
toi still do.
You’re trying to see
through this fog,
you’re still fighting
for that day,
the jour of your peace.
Your path is full
of thorns that
are stabbing toi
directly into your hope,
tearing your soul apart,
you’re on the wings of powerlessness.
Help Me Please for i am on my knees begging beyond a beggar praying beyond a saint lying plus than a sinner i need someone to set me free from my chains of life, time and time again the same old routine i dont need the same thing over and over again please before my eyes become raw sore for i fear i can see no plus sore for every jour that leads to night i fear for toi and me the temptation to leave them behind everything and everyone, all i know is that i need someone braver and stronger than me mentally, save me for i can not save myself help me for my future health
(Today)
I have felt the wind blow
Whispering Your name
I have seen Your tears fall
When I watch the rain
How could I say there is no God
When all around creation calls
A chant bird, a mighty tree
The vast expanse of open sea
Gazing at a bird in flight
Soaring through the air
Lying down beneath the stars
I feel Your presence there
I l’amour to stand at ocean’s shore
And feel the thundering breakers roar
To walk through golden fields of grain
Neath endless blue, horizon’s frame
Listening to a river run
Watering the earth
Fragrance of a rose in bloom
A newborn’s cry at birth
I believe
I believe
I believe
I believe
Just like a child
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If toi wish to watch a magnificent video:
www.andiesisle.com/creation/magnificent.html
I sat alone.
No one came up to me, none asked if anything was wrong.
I sat alone.
In the corner, where everyone saw but no one noticed.
I sat alone.
I had no friends, I was not ‘cool’ enough for them.
I sat alone.
No one knew my mother had just died from cancer, no one cared.
I sat alone.
Surrounded par my thoughts, but no people. par my words, but no friends.
I sat alone.
Until a girl came and sat par me.
I sat with a girl.
She turned to me and smiled warmly, “Hello.”
I sat with a friend.
(I wrote this because I see some many people sitting all alone everyday, and all it takes is a simple "hello" to brighten their spirits)
No one came up to me, none asked if anything was wrong.
I sat alone.
In the corner, where everyone saw but no one noticed.
I sat alone.
I had no friends, I was not ‘cool’ enough for them.
I sat alone.
No one knew my mother had just died from cancer, no one cared.
I sat alone.
Surrounded par my thoughts, but no people. par my words, but no friends.
I sat alone.
Until a girl came and sat par me.
I sat with a girl.
She turned to me and smiled warmly, “Hello.”
I sat with a friend.
(I wrote this because I see some many people sitting all alone everyday, and all it takes is a simple "hello" to brighten their spirits)
