EggsTC | woensdag 22 januari 2003 @ 10:27 |
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... |
smoking2000 | woensdag 22 januari 2003 @ 10:40 |
Deze heb ik zo'n 2 jaar geleden geschreven, 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. |
Faithy | woensdag 22 januari 2003 @ 10:50 |
Hier 2 gedichten die ik geschreven heb. 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... 
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jobosrulez | woensdag 22 januari 2003 @ 10:51 |
Heb alleen Sinterklaas gedichten  |
MaTriCX | woensdag 22 januari 2003 @ 10:56 |
friends? ... 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  |
#ANONIEM | woensdag 22 januari 2003 @ 11:04 |
Title: Collage Author: m.d.c dijk Theme: farewell Description: Again and Again and Again Composed in 2001 Posted on August 3, 2001Persistently 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] |
Ilsjuhh | woensdag 22 januari 2003 @ 11:21 |
quote: 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...
best wel mooi gedicht...ik wou dat ik gedichten kon schrijven...heb t vaak geprobeert...maar er komt dan nix zinnigs op papier...  |
EggsTC | woensdag 22 januari 2003 @ 11:23 |
Ik dacht : ze mag me nooit verlaten, 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. |
cYbErTiM | woensdag 22 januari 2003 @ 11:34 |
Neuken doen we in de keuken, om naderhand onder de afzuigkap Peuken te reuken |
MaTriCX | woensdag 22 januari 2003 @ 12:02 |
quote: Op woensdag 22 januari 2003 11:21 schreef Ilsjuhh het volgende: ...ik wou dat ik gedichten kon schrijven...
Gewoon beginnen met je gevoelens op papier zetten en een beetje oefenen, iedereen kan t wel, alleen de 1 beter dan de andere,quote: 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
hè cYbErTiM! |
Uncle_Sam | woensdag 22 januari 2003 @ 12:04 |
Aneurism, zo te zien heb je moordende concurrentie! |
shmoopy | woensdag 22 januari 2003 @ 12:05 |
Zouden jullie ze hier in willen zetten Centraal Gedichten Topic ? Dan doe ik deze dicht, is overzichtelijker. |