When you fall in love,
Its all coming from above,
Sometimes, being together,
When its over.. maybe for the better,
You may not feel this way now,
But you won´t change it, anyhow,
The love for you in this person has stopped,
And you´re loving on, so all your tears droppped,
They say : Love is in the air,
But then again, it can be anywhere,
Please do not search for it,
Let it over come you a bit,
And when you find another,
Your first love? you won´t bother,
But when your first love is still in your head,
And you waste the chance, you´ll later feel regret,
So take the chances you have,
And leave your first love in the past,
I know that its easier to say than to do,
But when you live on, true love will find you,
If that happens, think´bout your first love; ya won´t cry,
But when your first love broke up, you did, and now you know why,
Its over...
de 'ik-persoon' ben ik niet btw,
hij is wat kort maar goed:
Eenzaam en verlaten
Nu voel ik mij verlaten, helemaal alleen
Niemand heeft mij in de gaten, al liep ik op 1 been
Ik ben eenzaam en verlaten, emoties voel ik geen
Ik kruip in 1 van deze gaten, ik ga verder, ik ga heen
Terwijl ik eenzaam zit te praten, zie ik het kaartje om zijn teen.
Deze heb ik vannacht geschreven om een uutje of 4:
Every Time
Every time I stood beside you
Every time I was nearby
Every time I said I loved you
Every time you made me cry
Every night I kept on dreaming
Every night alone in bed
Every night the stars were gleaming
Every night they made me sad
Every day I hoped the somehow
Every day would be for us
Every day I made a strong vow
Every day I missed that bus
En deze is een paar dagen oud:
Vriendschap
Iemand die luistert
je begrijpt
ik zit hier stil zwijgend
omringd door vreemden
ik voel me klein
en alleen
Onbegrijpelijk, ongrijpbaar en uniek
vreemd, en buitengesloten
Vriendschap heb ik nodig
vertrouwen
en liefde
help me om vriendschap
en geluk te bereiken
voor nu, morgen en eeuwig...
...
There was that day,
the day to fear,
you said the words
I never wanted to hear.
We asked ourselves why,
but eventually sa(i)d goodbye
Now we shake hands,
'cause we're the best of friends....
Niet heel lang maar toch 
Author: m.d.c dijk
Theme: farewell
Description: Again and Again and Again
Composed in 2001
Posted on August 3, 2001
Persistently spreading, my fractured wings
I am single motion, Existent in twilight
But fucked up within
A million reasons and sad recollections had I
To cease trouncing, "her vicious tempest"
To grab this suitcase ... to fly...
I am single motion, Existent in nightfall
Looking at "the world", from the outside
"She's big blue-eyed sparkling seascape"
"She's pure, diluted, used, abused and raped"
"She's sad and aching ... and I lack the ability to hate"
I am airborne, Crackled wings towards the sun
I am single motion, Existent in sunset. I am fighting
While "she" just circles on, ...
She's a hollowed out shadow, an embodiment of scar tissue
She's a second-hand angel, unfolding painful ruptured wings
She got dawned, stupidly drawn, to something wicked from below
She grew blind, like a silver kamikaze rose, flowering in the snow
Naively diving from the sky, she fell straight into his river flow
Drowning in his roaring seascape, frightened in the afterglow
Shouting voices in the dark, she fell silently to the ground
As he took her heart into his claws, and as he gently squeezed it out
How she wrapped his hands around her neck, and gave him his last kiss
Why mutely she died, as he descended into tears, releasing all her lies
This... my weird, old lady fate
Is why, and how, I am, itinerant beside you
I am, and when you are, mend, but drawn away...
With your brittle heart, cracked like stone
And with tears whom scream ... so silently, beside her throne
'Coz, you are turned in ... you're ... inside out
And I am ... without a scar, I didn't even shout
Retaining that odd and dirty heart
While you laid chocking on your words
Crying ... 'Love, will it hurt me?'
I said; 'Oh Yes dear, I'm sure that it will...'
But secretly, trough the eyes of the little girl,
I am, emotionally lovemaking
I am, like that rose in the dark.
Oh ... I am, spinning around in circles
And I am desperately trying, to avoid the sharks
And, I am always pretending, I'll be like you
Left and abandoned, and I hope you wont be like me
Covered up in misery. yet still ...
Managing on your own
Like that songbird in the snow
So don't lie waning, beside me
Whispering ... suspiciously
'Maybe we just should have loved her'.
'Coz you know... you could be strong, like me.
I am, solitary motion, moving through the evening
I am, lingering, star dust, unfolding, within me
I am, single motion, existent in nightfall
I am, tittering and glistering, vivacity
I am a burning heart, beating to the silent rhythm of its dreams
I am a lonely dancer, dancing with coloured dried up leaves
And I am airborne, crackled wings towards the sun
And I am single motion; existent only for true love...
[Dit bericht is gewijzigd door Logician op 22-01-2003 11:22]
quote:best wel mooi gedicht...ik wou dat ik gedichten kon schrijven...heb t vaak geprobeert...maar er komt dan nix zinnigs op papier...
Op woensdag 22 januari 2003 10:27 schreef EggsTC het volgende:
Deze heb ik 2 jaar gelee geschreven, toen t net uit was met me ex.When you fall in love,
Its all coming from above,Sometimes, being together,
When its over.. maybe for the better,You may not feel this way now,
But you won´t change it, anyhow,The love for you in this person has stopped,
And you´re loving on, so all your tears droppped,They say : Love is in the air,
But then again, it can be anywhere,Please do not search for it,
Let it over come you a bit,And when you find another,
Your first love? you won´t bother,But when your first love is still in your head,
And you waste the chance, you´ll later feel regret,So take the chances you have,
And leave your first love in the past,I know that its easier to say than to do,
But when you live on, true love will find you,If that happens, think´bout your first love; ya won´t cry,
But when your first love broke up, you did, and now you know why,
Its over...
een gedachte die nu niet meer mag baten.
Je weet, je was mijn enige idool,
en dan verlaat je mij, voor die klootviool.
Hij is het niet waard om voor te gaan,
En zal ik je laten leven in die waan.
Nu is het misschien leuk en heb je fun.
Tot dat ik daar sta, te wachten op hem, met mijn shotgun.
om naderhand onder de afzuigkap
Peuken te reuken
quote:Gewoon beginnen met je gevoelens op papier zetten en een beetje oefenen, iedereen kan t wel, alleen de 1 beter dan de andere,
Op woensdag 22 januari 2003 11:21 schreef Ilsjuhh het volgende:
...ik wou dat ik gedichten kon schrijven...
quote:hè cYbErTiM!
Op woensdag 22 januari 2003 11:34 schreef cYbErTiM het volgende:
Neuken doen we in de keuken,
om naderhand onder de afzuigkap
Peuken te reuken
Dan doe ik deze dicht, is overzichtelijker.
Als het gras naar je voeten graait
Als de wind langs je wangen aait, hier ben ik
