Voorwoord
I am Wim.
I am sixteen years old
And you are going to read
Things that never have been told
This book you just aquired.
Has my life in ryming lines
If you read them chronigally for they are
You will see my life these times.
I am Wim,
And often I feel as an Elf.
Who has more wisdom than others.
And am perfect by myself.
I will share what I know,
And you will read that I am wrong.
Please look into my poems.
For there is more emotion than in many a song.
What I hope to achieve
You'll read it if put in youre heart
You are looking in the Mind of an Elf
I have never written a book, this is my start.
Intro
Far away land,
There were creatures of foul
The made baby's cry
And fierce wolves houl.
They had human shapes
Taken on them fooling many men
Inviting them in public,
To many a house and den.
From the forest there came
Long-eared and wise.
An elf unrecogniseble.
Wearing a human's guise.
He came to warn.
Those who still had heart
To take care of their own.
Before the creatures would start.
These creatures manipulated men
Stealing souls, heart and mind.
With these they spawned new.
And the next were of even werse kind.
The elf took it on him,
To rid the world of these living dead.
He succeded with much toil.
But the evil was already spread.
Now in this world.
The soulles still lurk about.
But not recognisable.
Not by eyes, or evil snout.
Those who take the words
of the young elf's book
Will see the horror of those men
And will know where to look.
1. The Shatters O fMy Heart
Far away land,
There were creatures of foul
The made baby's cry
And fierce wolves houl.
They had human shapes
Taken on them fooling many men
Inviting them in public,
To many a house and den.
From the forest there came
Long-eared and wise.
An elf unrecogniseble.
Wearing a human's guise.
He came to warn.
Those who still had heart
To take care of their own.
Before the creatures would start.
These creatures manipulated men
Stealing souls, heart and mind.
With these they spawned new.
And the next were of even werse kind.
The elf took it on him,
To rid the world of these living dead.
He succeded with much toil.
But the evil was already spread.
Now in this world.
The soulles still lurk about.
But not recognisable.
Not by eyes, or evil snout.
Those who take the words
of the young elf's book
Will see the horror of those men
And will know where to look.
2. Smile
Once there was a light
more than stars so bright
I was looking for a long time
I searched in fall and spring
for this special but so little thing
I haven't found it for so long
Sun is shooting beams on me
Every emotion has been set free
But it seems to rain in my eyes
Long it is since
I was the prince
over a treasure of life and more
Even on festivities
I am the only one that sees
The bad things that soar around the place
If you would be so very kind
and take the matter of my mind
could you give me back my treasure?
The state in wich i now live
I seek the distraction that you give
I desire only one thing
Please look into my eyes
and give me that pleasant surprise
that smile of gold and so much more
Moet ik de rest ook posten?
quote:idd.Op dinsdag 3 maart 2009 12:07 schreef Frollo het volgende:
Wim: 'In het Engels kan ik me zóó veel beter uitdrukken.'
"I can outpush myself so much better in the English."
3. Bitter Defeat
Proud is an army,
That stands in its right
Cladded in armor
ready to fight
Proud is the warrior
that stands without fear.
Guided by righteousness
No matter who is near
Proud is he
that swiftly goes.
Courage his way
forgetting his woes
honerable is a follower
that takes orders at ease
that will strike without thought
And that never flees
Honerable is the broken
with a silent retreat
for there is no shame
in bitter defeat
4. Beauty of Birth
Alike the old
bring the new
wisdom is forged
in lifes big stew
Like winter to spring
and sprimg to summer
whithout the young
life would be a bummer
Bird lay eggs
reptiles the same
No reproduction
would surely be lame
Baby's are sweer
innocense to spare
such in an adult
is highly rare
The young wil be old
have stories to tell
Countless in numbers
and all are well
They will acknowledge
By their wedding ring
the beauty of birth
is a wonderfull thing
Hilarisch.
5. Human Instinct
The moon rises, the mountains to the west
the night brings anxiety and forgets al the rest
the night is the time when wild beasts reign
sounds that make youre heart cry and go insane
The night is when the spirit of men is at crucial point
men wil talk a lot more and loosen around the joint
women and children gather at fires for beasts are scared of the light
and men wil be yonder preparing for the fight
this habit is one that last a very long age
it's trapped in the human sould, locked in a cage
So now I write to you, to keep a wary eye
And see this human instinct, and keep youre spirits high.
6. Secret Admiorer
At night when the stars are bright
I like to lay on the ground
Dreaming that you are near
and hear my heart pound
When I see you in your beauty
my heart stops to beat
I cannot utter a single word
whenever we may meet
My face grows hot
my mouth runs dry
And when your gone
i wonder why
My heart explodes
the question of a man
Take up courage
or hide in shadow again.
Could I once pass this message
Tell the things I want to say
A voice screems in my head
Be A secret Admiorer just another day.
7. The Meaning of Life?
Ages ago, when time just began.
On the empty plains there was a man.
He storde forth to the great west
To start civilization, was his quest
With him rode, a little folk.
Who's wits were of no single joke.
They crossed beaches, forest and bog.
A perillous journey through clear and fog.
At the final stop the day was fine
They celebrated with food and wine.
They brought their roads, in worlds chart.
And founded the people of a gentle heart.
But with time, history turned.
Painfull as flesh is burned.
Blod and steel were no trifle.
From fight to war, from sword to rifle.
A bitter people now live in the west.
Never asking the One who knows best.
These people now are rash,
And wil do anyting for cold cash.
They live on their own, they do not chatter.
That lives are now useless they do not matter.
Can someone thach, the end of my strife,
Can someone tell them, the meaning of life?
8. The river
She comes in straight ways
her destination the sea.
She winds through forest
and is mistifying to me
Her beauty is one
that's hidden in her strength
And no has ever
guessed nor mesuared her length
Grey she seems to be
But green she can be too
And especially in childrens drawings
she wears the beautifull blue
In the rain, when all feels small
She grows and is a comfort still
She grows hot when it is so
And in rain she goes chill
Can you see her splendour
can you see her face
can you see her glory
can you see her grace
Sometimes broad sometimes narrow
but no-one seems to bother
For the mystifiying power of the river
is the never ending water.
Ik zou ze publiceren trouwens, in eigen beheer. Er is vast wel een markt voor op de Elf Fantasy Fair.
Created: zondag 9 januari 2005
Modified: 13 juni 2004/27 oktober 2004
Accessed: zondag 9 januari 2005.
On the day I was born
There was much joy
My parants were smiling
and called: It's a boy
The world looked fine
On my first day
That it would take a turn
none would say
I was tortured and hurt
things bore no light
I found myself a shelter
Where i tried to hide
Bombs just kept coming
I was hit a lot
But to crawl out of my shelter
I was thinking not
All life has past me
I am wondering why
I left all my sanity
And let good things go past by.
Now I am searching,
Before I can feel whole
I must find sanity
Or it is the end of my soul
10. The Place
All is silent, the wind moves with speed
Like A prince on a mighty steed
I arrive
The moon sit's high and looks at me
It shimmers just like a jewel
I am thinking
The lake is silent and looks at me
But I can only say let it be.
I am looking
The road that lies ahead is welcoming folk
That travel to things of wich I spoke
I am dreaming
The most beautifull places I can go
But to all I politely say no
I want to go ot one place allone
If I have to pass mountain and plain
And it would drive me insane
I will go on
Fight if I must, cut me of from delight
I will go to what I think is right
I will tell you where
Youre deep eyes in wich I could swim
In your arms I feel like Wim
Blessed and powered to the end of days
11. Flight of my Heart
In the eternity of a second
Pain can turn to glory
In that single moment
I could sing an entire story
In that single moment
My thought and heart speed on
And when I can finally utter my words
you are already gone
Pain returns, tears as wel
For you my heart does jurn
And Ever I look on
Waiting for your return
I am starting to make a plan
The words that i'll say, I ponder
But when youre there I can say nothing
I am left speecless, why? I wonder
Youre return is like the bliss
I could run miles of the chart
But I am silent and this is just
Another flight of my heart
12. Listen!
Save me from my sorrow's
caouse the meaning of life
has been taken away
Free me from my burden
Set me free, once again
This ain't livin'
Cause people always get me down
Everytime I go downtown
I see them sin every time
But they take no ear to the meaning of life
Thi system is an evil one
When people know, they are already gone
I can tell you the truth right now
Cause I have found the meaning of life
People won't listen to righteous truth
They don't know what's best
If you will never listen to me
Why should I tell you the meaning of life
I can't go on any more
People don't listen to me
I gave yp my quest for my savior
II gave up the meaning of life
My path is dark,
I see no end.
Al I have is my sword
And a horse is my only friend.
My shield gives me my hope.
Courage through the armor on my chest,
I will once find out,
If the road I took is the best.
I took it long ago.
It shined and glitterd like a loving heart.
But It is now a vague memory,
The moment when I took the start.
Now it is dark
I see no road no light.
My only choice to marche on.
If I must, then I will fight.
Is there no light wich anyone can bring.
My heart saddens with each pace.
Darkness devours me, I am growing weary,
And there is no more smile on my face.
I know A treasure is hidden somewhere,
even in this treacherous place.
One where I will find,
The queen of beauty and grace.
Await me Oh lady fair,
You are the only reason I go through,
Wait for me,
I am coming for you.
But for now I cannot see,
Not with my eyes, on any occastion,
I am the warrior that knows what he searches.,
But still has no destination.
14. Left Again.
On my journey
I had gained a friend
I started to feel
where my heart would end
We talked a lot
We laughed and cried
We've done a lot
To each other we never lied
A special bond
was quikly set
Ever from the time
we first met
We saw many places
Have been through forest and field
To her on any time
My heart would yield
Among the path
I held it no more
I told her the truth
I told her the score
I travel alone now
A lonesome man
I feel and I am
Left again
Arme jongen
There was much joy
My parants were smiling
and called: It's a boy
Wat een pareltje!
quote:Vind je ze goed dan?Op woensdag 4 maart 2009 19:08 schreef Dagonet het volgende:
Wat is de datum van de bestanden op dat schijfje?
Ik zou ze publiceren trouwens, in eigen beheer. Er is vast wel een markt voor op de Elf Fantasy Fair.
I have never known
A place this world has missed
Where people focus on each other
Instead of being Egoist
Ive never seen
A men that does not rest
Until he finds his joy
When others get his best
I've never known
a women that can see
the pride of her man
and steps aside humbly
i' never met
a child that gives his toys
that would hurt himself severely
To save other girls and boys
The four statements I ask of You
If in your life they are true
If so don't wait for them to change
Youre influence has a great range
Be friendly and kind with a smile on youre face
and we wil make the world a better place
16. You are my treasure
On my journey wich had begun long ago,
I forgot for what I had set out to find,
I didn't realise my quest for my own grail,
I didn't realise I was near any of the kind
of gold of silver, of beauty of peace,
of endless character, of forever grace,
I didn't know i was so close,
To the very spot, on the very place.
On my quest, treasures i have seen,
But none would satisfy my strife
for I was looking for perfection alone,
none would bring happiness to my life,
I was searching for what was before my very nose,
I never ever came so very close,
but i just couldn't see,
it was right next to me.
It was there for quite a few days,
and i could not even see it's beautifull rays
It glowed and stil does today,
and there is nothing that i can say.
For now i have seen it in full glory,
things seem like an entire differnt story.
This treasure is grand, glorious and great.
I hope this fealing is of fate.
It is a person, i am sure you know,
With her my cheeks glow.
With her I never feel blue,
In case you didn't know I am talking about you.
quote:Geweldig. Ben benieuwd wat de schrijver had gedaan als hij een meisje was geweest.Op zondag 8 maart 2009 16:23 schreef Copycat het volgende:
On the day I was born
There was much joy
My parants were smiling
and called: It's a boy
Wat een pareltje!
Sowieso, fantasy kneuzen -->
quote:On the day I was bornOp maandag 9 maart 2009 11:43 schreef Elfletterig het volgende:
Geweldig. Ben benieuwd wat de schrijver had gedaan als hij een meisje was geweest.
My parents were stunned
Because I didn't come with a dick
No, I had a little cunt.
quote:HahahahahaOp maandag 9 maart 2009 11:45 schreef Copycat het volgende:
[..]
On the day I was born
My parents were stunned
Because I didn't come with a dick
No, I had a little cunt.
quote:Op maandag 9 maart 2009 11:45 schreef Copycat het volgende:
[..]
On the day I was born
My parents were stunned
Because I didn't come with a dick
No, I had a little cunt.
Drumms roll, tension high,
swords ready, enemy nigh.
The rain falls, thunder crash.
Just before the armys clash.
Shields taken, spirits high,
swords ready enemy nigh.
Youre life before you like a flash,
Just before the armys clash.
Youre army shoutes a batlle cry,
Swords ready enemy nigh,
You think of youre last great bash,
Just before the armys clash.
Assured is this victory of my
Swords ready, enemy nigh
Memories of family in youre stash.
Just before the armys clash.
But be carefull or you'll die,
Swords ready enemy nigh.
This wil happen when you fight rash
at the point when armys clash.
18. We battle
I ride forth, no provision I lack
Ever onward, no turning back
With courage and strength
I ride a great length.
My enemies to crack.
In this beautifull land.
I ride with a band
Of warriors and knights
who have won many fights
My sword shines in my hand.
Journey for glory, our minds were set.
Ever since the day we met
We had taken a vow
we said: right here and now.
Or go back to your bed
The road is straight before it bends
On it we lost two dear friends
During our fight with evil things
Awfull beast and demon kings
But were not done until it ends
So now the rest we ride on
From moon to sun, from dusk till dawn
Fighting is our only way.
at no time we will stay
al the cowardly now begone
For farmes head the cattle
artists make the snake rattle
Merchants sell
homeless dwell.
but me and my friends we battle
19. The Explorer
The wind from the south, blows his breath on my sail.
anchors away, to where the wind wil guide me
To adventure and perril, sailors don't care.
For there is no order on the open sea.
Course for the nameless. that wich no man has seen.
To chart the unchartet, to find the unfound
To mystical treasures, to islands of lore
The unknown forever is where we our bound.
Our journey is a long one, the fearfull are banned
We may go forever, no end is in sight
my men are fearless, i am feeling free of doubt
If need be we'll stand up, we'l stand to fight.
On board the Explorer.
The men are ready to take the land.
on board the Explorer.
We don't care where we strand
And with this my log ends, the rest of the day.
tomorrow we will set sail once again.
to chart the uncharted to find the onfound.
for this is the life for me and my men.
20. Waiting for war
Rain falls, anxiety is in the air.
I walk through headquarters' door.
I have te get my equiptement ready
I have to prepare for war.
Soldiers hurry through the street
Haste is welcome in deed.
My sword is ready, my shield is bright
We have to win, for the glory of the light
The heavens iv'e waited, And eternity more
I am thinking of ancient heroes of lore
Now it is time, I am nervous to death
Mut I believe this is not my last breath
I am still waiting my gut is feeling sick
I think about fighting with punch and kick
How long will it take, i have waited forever
Could it only be done by button or lever
But I have to stil still writing this rime
To wait for the signal, then it is time
The comes the point when war rages
And the battle begins, the War Of Al Ages
quote:Tegen zo veel logica kan geen enkel gedicht nog op...The road is straight before it bends
Wisdom and truth, my mind has wrought
But after all it has been for naught
My words echoed wide and far
Bit it couldn't reach my destined star
I wrote it down. Enjoyed my pen
When I am down, I write again
But people are easilyy forgetting
So it was for nothing
I retreat to the world of my mind
Until my star is so very kind
Saying that she loves me
So I can finally see
Thinking it's just a dream
Taken by The great times stream
I am feeling rot
It has been for naught
22. The spirit of adventure.
I have made my mind,
I am going, to leave this town,
On a great adventure,
Feeling good or feeling down,
It doesn't matter I think.
I go where the wind will guide me,
To places high and place low.
To just walk on, feeling free.
My sword ready in it's shieth.
My shield glittering on my arm.
Armor and helmet, are not spared.
Sleeping in tents, durt, or even a barn.
To seek new lands. to conquer I go.
Ever onward is my route.
Courage and power are my companions.
Walking strong, boldly and stoute.
I go onward, the air as a roof,
The fields my endless floor,
rocks and steeples are my chairs,
and this house has no door.
Through beautifull vallys and mountains high.
Across rivers and fields,
Through forrest and swamps,
To me, everything yields.
Men that have no reason or goal,
read this, its youre cure,
for this is a vital point in your life,
The spirit of adventure.
quote:I really enjoy as well your pen!I wrote it down. Enjoyed my pen
When I am down, I write again
Please stay down, so you will write over and over again!
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23. Problem of Free Will
I make people laugh, I try to be funny.
From a single joke to dressing like a bunny
I give it my all, I do it with style
Doing my best to make people smile
I get in situations then worm myself out
I make myself a fool, astonishing my croud
Then I start seeking has anyone seen
But NO is the awnser, that sure is mean.
Nevertheless, continue I will.
I will try endlessly. In the night still.
I am a succes I do not care
I am starting to think this isn't fair.
Then I am down. Empty is my stand
While everyone is acting to be my friend
I am thinking aloud. Screaming WHERE.
But still I notice, you weren't there
Sweet is the smile, but bitter is my mind
No joke is funny, not of any kind
I'd give all my money, thrash my PC.
If that could get you to notice me.
I have to tell you, my hearts desire
If I don't I will feel like a liar
But countering me, chance of no still
For this is the problem, Of human's free will.
24. When the dark moon rises
When the dark moon rises.
Has no face nor sheds a light
When the dark moon rises.
It's the start of another fight
When the dark moon rises.
And the stars aren't easily seen
When the dark moon rises.
You'l survive if youre eyes are keen
When the dark moon rises.
They crawl out of their holes and caves
When the dark moon rises.
the coward flees the strong man stays
When the dark moon rises.
Youre sword must be sharp and done
When the dark moon rises.
Without arms you's better be gone
When the dark moon rises.
Goblins and orks arise
When the dark moon rises.
Ogres and Creeps are no surprise
When the dark moon rises.
I stanp up and I look tall
When the dark moon rises.
I will go and fight them all
In the shadow I stand
Looking over the land
A tragic power reigns
the cause of mornings and pains
The people here have found a force
that kills multitudes from men to horse
They use it at will to kill one another
Riches are the only things for wich they'll bother
It's strenght has grown
more than the wind has blown
It's destroying the land
terror is at hand
I wish it would end. This power of late
I'ts presence and works are far too great
I stand powerless to fight, words is my arm
but to this power, I alone can do no harm
Come to senses please.
Be rasionate and at ease
For it is going to far
throw it behind bar
This is the tale I am speaking of
These times for me are exceedingly tough
The account of this, very tragic
For this sorry world, is in the hand of Magic
26. Kirana
In the old forest
A long way from home,
There is this peculiar place
Wher I like to roam
The trees here are mighty thick
Old and high they be.
They drink from a little pond
And are mistifying to me.
The pond is full of life
And the beast come here to drink
When the moon sit's high in this beautifull place
I don't believe hearts can sink
The birds here sing with joy
And feast upon the trees gift
Fox and rabbit here live in peace
And time goes ever swift
The wind is alway's gentile
In that golden place
And Brings with him a treasure
Of the umost grace
The sound of him, soothes my heart
And makes my stay pleasant
And even looking on the bug colony
I wish I was a resident
At nightfall here the stars are bright
And fairies show themselves
The little winged people
then come out of their shelves
Even the heart of a dwarf
One I have once here beheld
By seeing this gracefull pond.
Couldn't help his heart melt.
So here am I
Acompanied by
Rabbit, fox and bird
Dwarf wind, and the sound heard
But hen one moment
My heart leaped a mile
An elven song came from the trees
I couldn't help to smile
Her voice was like the nightengale
Sweet and tonfull gold
No story, nor words of men
Has of this been told
I looked around
And started to run
To see where this
wonder came from
I couldn't find a single lance
A sight of her face
So I went back again
And found her in my place
She sang a song that made flowers grow
And the sun to shine even more
I knew I would write this in my very best rime
And would be told in much lore.
When she stopped and silence fell
She looked to me and said
My name's Kirana the elven maid
The she dissapeared like that.
Every night for six months straight
I returned to the little pool
Hoping that she would appear
I was feeling a fool.
At one time, I gave up hope
And then I'd fought I'd ran.
But then the sound of nightingale
Kirana was here again.
I looked upon her golden face
As if I was under a spell.
At the moment she seiced to sing
I had started to tell.
The fox was breathless, the rabbit still.
No roockoo from the dove.
For I was revealing a poem
Of my unfailing love
Kirana oh fair elven maid
A fool I here may be
But my love for you is endless
And you are beautifull to see
Alas elves are non excistent.
This poem is a reflection of the life I lead
The pool is a real place
But Kirana I still hope to meet.
quote:Tot nummer 47
27. Might of a pen
With a pen I say,
What is wrong today,
With a pen I write
the greatest fight
With pen and ink
I let hearts sink
Or free a fealing
get fear reeling
Not getting bored
Pen is mightier than sword
And I wield it fine
This pen of mine
But now I cry
Is anyone nigh
Who could wield a pen
In a dragon's den
Or would unsheath
by his king's leave
a pen so strong
his enemy is gone
I make you see, the troubles of youre land
But I could never let you understand
When there is an evil throne
Overthrow it on youre own
28. My land
On a time there was a land.
Of legend's long told,
And this land has got my heart
In a firm and strong hold.
T'is here where I can find
the people of my kind,
I cant see,
that others can feel like me.
I am here alone,
In this land of wood and stone.
I am here now
and tommorow once again.
I wil defend from its foes,
Here shal be no woes.
I want to dwell
In the land i could richly sel
Alas my lord wants another way,
And here I cannot stay,
I want to leave here too,
But with my plight i can't go through,
Its a choice i can't deciede,
I can't seem to get this right.
I wil say one thing to end
This road doesn't seem to bend
I need help of some men
who want and CAN be my friend.
Would you learn this mind of mine
accept as another kind
Or leave me in my dark place,
Where I stand without help or grace.
29. The Call
My journey has been a long one,
I started on my own
My sword in my hand,
Feeling strong to the bone,
I set out to slay demons,
They would fall at my feet,
I pictured myself a warrior
Destroying an entire fleed,
After a fighting a little
I was hit to the floor
I thought I was don for,
that death was at my door.
Then A friend came along,
Daniel by name,
And together we marched on,
searching for fame.
We were quite a team,
daniel and I,
And some demons even,
before us away would fly.
But then more came,
We were outnumberd, and to our wits end,
Then Neo came,
And we could still make a stand.
With later Kirana on my side,
we were a company of four.
And now we thought,
up to all animies, we will score,
But this is not how it works
I have recently found out,
The next thing happend,
I could shout it out loud,
We started to argue,
We forgot to pray,
And the next thing I new,
Each had gone his own way,
Daniel and I, have come back together,
For the time is now, whenn errors can no longer be done,
Everyone open youre eyes,
Or the succesion of our mission will be gone,
We must Unite,
If we hope to stand a chance,
Will you believe me by this words,
Even at one single glance.
For we are one people,
With one goal to tell,
We have to save everyone,
from an eternity in hell.
Are you ready to be part in this,
to forsake all that you like,
To get rid of all worldy riches,
And stand as strong as a dike?
Think carefully and good,
for this is no act to be pop.
I need youre help,
to call the devil a stop.
Sincerest greatings of Wim Lustenhouwer,
30. When night falls and the moon sits high
When night falls, and the moon sits high,
I get lost in a world far away,
Where everything is fine,
And I would just love to stay.
Here I am at peace,
no troubles or disease are nigh.
That is the land where I then am.
When night falls and the moon sits high.
I travel over moantains,
as I have dreamt thousands of times,
I love it so much,
I have written it in countless rimes.
The waterfalls are endless,
and mermaids dwell at its base,
There are forest, thick and vast.
With elves of endless grace,
Grotto's and caves where dwarves reign,
In their endless might,
That is the place where I am,
On many a glorious night.
This place overflows, with food and drink,
I hunger not, nor I thirst,
And when I wake up,
Reality seems like cursed,
When the night falls and the moon sits high,
I wil log my journeys for the world to read.
So they can learn, what honesty is,
See the good in it is what I plead.
Countless days I have been in this place,
I even named some people there,
I am favouring one escpecial,
Of her, I take special care,
She was named Kirana,
A reason hasn't been sought,
this special character,
is one that is forgotten not.
We have walked a lot,
and talked for countless hours,
sitting under my favourite tree,
On a hill with fields of flowers.
Kirana, you are just a dream,
This is was a pain untill,
you walked in my life,
And immediatly I grabbed a quill.
On paper I write sweet words of love.
But none can express my fielings enough.
To be a poet that has a girl for inspiration.
Life and dreams, sure are tough.
O, you are Kirana,
Because perfect she is in my eyes.
Over all my mountains and forests,
My fields and my skies.
One difference thoug it seems.
Kirana runs to me when I appear.
But I have you not in my life,
I don't even feel your near.
I beg of you, please,
Be the Kirana and more,
For I have sought you for a long time,
You are better than a princess of lore.
I am silent once again.
I think I have said enough
The life of a poet in love,
sure is hard and tough.
I now think no more,
Al left is a cry,
I return to my own world now,
When night falls and the moon sits high.
Wim Lustenhouwer is een lust om van te houwen!
quote:Wat zeg je dat toch weer mooiOp vrijdag 27 maart 2009 20:03 schreef Copycat het volgende:
Wim Lustenhouwer heeft ook zo'n uitgebreid repertoire aan thema's. Verrassend motief op verrassend motief trekken aan mijn geestesoog voorbij, mijn lust voor taalkundige hoogstandjes - in geniale poëzie gegoten nog wel- te bevredigen.
Wim Lustenhouwer is een lust om van te houwen!
Geen eindredactie plegen, dan krijg je dat.
31. At a peacfull time maybe
At a peacfull time maby,
For in this of war,
My heart is saddend,
I am flattend,
There is even more.
I will come back to you,
At the breaking of a beautifull day,
But for now, my sword
Is prepared and stored,
I love you is all I want to say.
But for nou I am silent once again.
For I don't know when i wil march out,
These days are terrifying
they chill my bone,
There is not even happiness in a single cloud,
I will return once again,
But now I go,
I must battle again.
My enemies I see.
And survive the battle flow.
But who am i to hope.
This wil be easy meat.
For we are three hundred,
And there more,
The have a great fleet.
If I don;t wright again,
You will know That dead I'll be
For I will write you every day
I will return later,
At a peacfull time maby,
32. Men's properiety
Climbing forever climbing
in the mind, I
can never rest.
For I know
that one day,
I will be the best.
I go on today
I cannot quit know
I have been enrolled,
You can't quit now
For this is
how it long has been told.
Headache and pian
could never hinder me,
in my quest.
For I know that i can't rest,
nor will there be jest,
Before I am the best.
I am going now
I am reaching the top
and I work myself a strain.
I am still going on
This is how I train,
This is a brutal pain.
This agony is everyone.
Everyone sees this once,
This painfull plan.
For this is one fault
One painfull egoisme.
One painfull property of men.
Reacties mensen!
33. I love you
Forever lost, in a scene unknown
I struggle to keep my mind straight
Letting go the sense of time,
From the morning dawn to the evening late.
Lost in thought. Lost in words
I have to write this somehow.
By wihat means or with what message.
I don't care now.
This has to be said this has to be done.
This feeling that's torturing me nice
This feeling is warm and welcoming
and at the same time cold as ice.
I have finnaly found, that what makes it warm
and because I know it, there is cold.
For it could be forever lost.
If in the wrong time told.
Confusion blazing, heart on fire.
Could this feeling be true.
Me passion and endless fire.
I will say it: I love you!
34. Empty
How long must I search.
How much more must i write
How much more must i say.
To tell your How I feel.
I have done so much my head burst
to just point out one phrase
How much longer must I wait in the pitt
and just how many days.
My courage is finally fading
my strength has been sucked out
wisdom cannot help me here.
I am socially cast away.
The morning I wish to leave
the evening i wish to stay.
My life twisting around,
before my very eyes.
I don't want to be stuck.
i don't want to drift this way.
But I don't know what to do.
I don't know where to go.
All that's left is what you see.
I am empty without a doubt.
Questions to much.
Vagueness a plenty.
I am empty without you.
In a far land there stands a tree.
As wonderfull and careless as one could be.
Going for a light beyond hopes and dreams
Nourishing from filthless streams.
She grew branches long and thick.
Beautiflully full and to grace akin.
Flowers bloom along her way.
How strong she was, none could say.
Fruit she wil bear, like no other.
But only if she's willing to bother.
If she believes that this is true
than there is nothing that she can't do.
36. Way to die
In a kingdom of elder tales.
A legend echoed in the night.
Of knight of great strenght.
Who has won many a fight.
He rode on his stallion
His sword ready at call
His armor flashing like the sun
Hies arrival in every great hall.
His victorys were grand
And his face bore a smile
Participating every war
and winning by a mile.
His deeds were done but never written
decendents he left not low not high.
Now no more legend is of him.
Is that a way to die?
37. I am not yet through.
The day is there that I am He.
That goes along the way of those
That strike fear into evil.
And who have no woes.
The day is here That I am one.
That wields the biblic sword.
I smite the evil just for fun.
I never again will be bored.
A knight of God is what I am.
But now as in all there is a string atached.
I have not been as active as supposed.
One that I have not yet catched.
For the pace quikens.
Among by brothers in arms.
That makes in my head.
Sound all the alarms.
I have not kept my training.
I never train as I should do.
Now I am behind all those others.
But I am not yet through.
38. I Am A Knight Of God
I have dealt with demons
Have slain a lot that hinderd my way
And in this habit I will stay.
This is who I am.
I have seen the pain of me
And have seen the pain of those
Whose corps are eaten by crose.
I will not allow it any more.
I have known friends
That gained no more hope of life
Living itself had become strife.
I have fought and won for them.
I have seen miracles.
In wich people are healed.
And before their God kneeled
Who am I?
I have told many times.
I am he that does not rely
On a power that is mine.
I pray, for I am a Knight of God
39. To You
I am searching, forever searching.
For this place of no sorrow
Where bitternes cannot come,
Where winds of no pain blow.
I am looking, for a savior,
who can finish my troubles right away,
that can get me out of my misery,
And keep the hardship at bay.
I feel, like a hollow man,
no destination, no meaning of life,
Where my heart empty echoes.
And it is being stabbed by knife.
Can someone find my redemption,
The healing method, The joy I cannot find,
I need help in this no-ends quest,
For I feel like I am blind.
I am looking forever for this place,
For this savior of legends and lore.
For this person that can heal me.
For this person of grace and more.
I think I have found it at long last,
For it happend a while ago,
I met you and at that very second,
I felt a very warm glow.
Youre eyes are the deepest,
I Could ever see,
And youre beautifull face,
Is more than precious to me.
My healing please say yes to me,
My soul askes for your touch,
I hope my heart can take it,
for you may even be to much.
seeing you is an endless hope,
A flight of my soul to the place,
A healing to my heart,
All by youre wonderfull grace.
Please leave me no longer,
I have not another heart to spare,
I do not know if another no,
would be one that I could bare.
My dream of you is the ultimate,
The vision of you is taking my breath,
A curse by you to me,
Could be instantly my death.
I need you, my life and love,
Even if you'll only say hi.
Because in all the world,
That would make me the happiest guy.
But now, still without you,
my life is black,
Please tell me you love me,
please say something nice back.
40. I Don't Think I'll Be The Same Ever Again
I think back,
To day's quik past.
OF fun times I had with friends
Of friendship I thought would last.
I think back.
Of girls that I liked.
They turned me down. I was sad for a day.
But in my heart it never striked
I think back to times of joy.
Forgotten days with shards of memory.
Even though I said i would never forget
Most has gone out of me.
All these times where vast and strong.
But have strayed from my mind and heart.
I never thought it a worry.
I alwayss started to make a new start.
Now there is something.
I cannot seem to let go.
All this time I thought no danger.
But now things have gotten so.
I cannot let you leave out of me.
I cannot let you be another black dot.
Your light is one that leeches my head.
One that I can forget not.
Not in my days have I seen.
I splendor on this earthly land.
Nor do I think ever.
Another one is on at hand.
But you have turned me down as well.
Where does it leave this poet of the pen.
My heart is torn under my sorrow.
I don't think I'll be the same ever again.
I splendor on this earthly land
41. Greatest Gift
Where are you?
I need you more,
Than water on earth,
Than the bread I eat,
I have needed you,
ever since my birth.
Will you come,
To the place I am,
Even with this face,
Would you show mercy,
tel that you love me.
Would you give that grace.
People have said,
since the beginning of time,
that you would,
And that us men,
Have to do that too,
If we could.
But I am sorry,
For we have failed awefully.
And our holyness was gone,
Now you have sent,
I am ashamed,
You had to sacrifice the Son.
But He lives again.
He defeated death.
He defeated mourning and strife
He has destroyed it.
And it's victory can
and wil come into my life.
Thank you Holy one,
To you I give praise,
This has been the greatest gift,
And now I await your coming
That You may reign supreme
I pray You come swift
42. In Front Of Church
As the moon is fine I sit
Under a tree rich of leaves
Having gained new wisdom
Enjoying an eave of eaves
I look upon a garden
Where my litlle brother plays
Feeling the utter happiness.
Where the Spirit of spirits' stays
Behind me a building
A history of nine years
And already it has conquered
Al of world's known fears
Here the people gather
Waiting for the wise
To share some of their great wisdom
And they hear no lies
At this place of my heart
A peace is ever there.
Could any more of this faithfullnes
Be found elsewhere?
The tree is as beautifull as ever
And harder than berch
The reason for it's peace?
It stands in front of church.
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By a little river
one that ran far.
Sat an elf of beauty
reminding me of a star.
she told me of the rivers strength.
It's origin and destiny.
She showed me wonders.
As i thought unable to see.
How it came, I could not tell/
But then I flew like a dove.
Soaring through emotion
I fell in love.
I could never tell her.
Of the beautifull fear.
I could only sit silent
And hold in the first tear
As I beheld her, I took air again
My heart, victim of theft
She shared me her final wisdom
and with that she left
I sought her on plans and sea.
And forest and all such.
But of neither her, nor a cleu
did I find much.
Later a messenger came to me
Looking frightened and said.
The elfgirl loves you
But alas she is dead.
I never fell in love again.
I was lonlely until
That other girl
gladly walked in.
She was knid and thoughtfull
Showing me her care
then she eyed another man.
And sent me in flare.
So I denie
And ask myself this.
Where is my true love.
Or are these failings what love is.
44.My Error
On the night
my hope is high.
Seeing hope
No need to cry.
My goal was set
my aim was clear
I looked around
no danger near.
Drew my sword
reviewed my tact
but realised my error.
only after the act.
Sheathing the sword
relieving the tense.
It became the fault
dropping my defense.
That's when it struck
wound open once more.
I became clouless and scared
And I acted sore, it happened before.
Back again, I regret what I did.
I fell on my knees back then.
So now I must rise and hope
that we can start over again.
Traveling far, he seeks his foe.
A chalange ever wanting.
He keeps this quiet to be safe
but his sword is ever daunting.
He traveled the land
and sought his goal.
not gaining a friend
not finging it whole
he asked around
to learn as much
but nobody knew
a foe as such.
Weary and wounded
he went on
Losing faith in
it would someday be done
At the end of it alll
there was much woe
The man was chasing
after a shadow.
46.No Tragic Poem Now For Me
Starry night, familiar scene,
Again I am
In endless dream
Fog's in end, No end for me.
But I am glad
With things I see.
Troubled times, faded away
God the Core
I want to stay
Home I must, but stay I want
This dream shall be
In week and in month
Warmth around, stills my thirst
Holy Spirit
Came in first.
In church I am, on Monday's eve
I have come again
The demon's leave
Worry's gone, Sleepness and rest
But sleeping now
Is not the Best.
Again this joy is all I see
In this endless evening
Under churches tree
I do not bleed
I am freed
No tragic poem now for me.