Ingen kan betvivle din indlysende skønhed,
Og din blyhed giver liv til din charme.
Men det der for alvor gør dig smuk,
Er din åbenlyse varme...
Så nu hvor aftenen næsten er ovre,
Selvom jeg føler mig lidt mat,
Vil jeg lægge min taknemmelighed,
I et enkelt, blidt godnat...
Beauty comes in many forms, Miss Evil, and you rarely have to use your eyes to see it...
5 minute poetry (for you:-)
A.
tilføjet af sanessa
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Tak NeoG....jeg er rørt. Det er unikt!
Modigt af dig at skrive et digt til mig her igennem dette forum...
Poesi er en måde at kommunikere på. En måde at springe facaderne over i een længde og få direkte kontakt med det bagved...En måde at lande nøjagtig i et område, hvor alle processerne sker...Et område, hvor man, som gæst, kan betragte ordene løbe sammen og tage form som digte for derefter at følge deres transformation fra den ene sjæl til forståelsebilleder i den anden.
Du inspirerer mig....
Inspiration
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I didn't expect you to come
I was sleepwalking in front of the gates of heaven
in the bluring beauty of "Garden Of Insanity"
Welcome to my world
I am your humble servant
to you I bow!
You were taken by ice over the cliffs
swung through centuries
fluttered down through the atmosphere
to land as a seed inside my mind.
The answer to this question
that nobody has ever yet raised....
What is the use of you?
You great light, you gift of man
I'm just a miserable soul
doing my very best to serve you.
Untouched you patiently smile againt the sun
awaiting my art to take form.
Secretly you whisper words to me
that hurt my soul
and make me feel pain at the reception!
It is though the only way to remember
who wants me to know the perception.
I'm thankfully very ashamed that
you should to feel exploited by man...
I really must protest
against youre neverending goodness
cause I'm just human.
I do not understand.
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HUH...what a rush!...tak for det NeoG