Tell, people, how much it takes..
Just another translation of a young poetess - wonder what's wrong with me! Love is not that easy, one can be severely tested by love and succumb to desperation or come out a victoriously free soul ready to take another chance. Life is short, better not succumb, but keep trying to be happy! Tatiana Snezhina was born in Ukraine, she lived in Moscow and died in the city of Novosibirsk. She became famous in Russia after her tragic death in a car accident on August 21, 1995. She was very young when she died, only 23 years old, she wrote over 200 poems that are still used by Russian pop singers in their songs.
I STAYED FOR YOU
You can love someone and not like them I know my kids love me . I wonder do they Iike me .
knowledge
Just not thought would end this way. Thanks all for your reads and comments.
Treasured Memories
Hindsight is always 20/20..
I'm Not Enough
Moving on.
Does It Matter how to call it? (Ballad)
This is a lyric for a music video, I will upload the link later
doleful day
she weeps as she pulls from the curb not knowing what to do or say he picks up his bag, turns and retreats past the automatic doors that opened into her life and her world he imagines her gentle sadness as she weaves her way back to what sh
"Uninvited guest.”
Words can’t describe how my heart has been. I’m done fighting losing battles that I can’t win. So goodbye my friend. Unfortunately this is the end. Slowly I’ll fill the void you left in my chest. Memories of you I’ll lay to rest. I’ll bury you,
Forever Gone
The sunshines gone Grey skies loom over the horizon The leaves scatter amongst the trees Thunder strikes in the far off distance What once was a bright sky full of life Now holds the sun as prisoner Lost is the true free spirit Now bein
Where Her Love Is I Go
your smell is like flowers that lingers on long after your gone to kiss your lips i loose all taste in my mouth but yours the touch of your body is like the warmth of new days sun embracing you my sight go"s dim in my mine and in my eyes i see only
Can't Let Go
Just is....
Memories
Several years ago I was walking in a townhouse subdivision when I spied a piece of yellow legal paper on the sidewalk. It had a smudge on it apparently from somebodies foot where it had been stepped on. I picked it up and this poem was hand written on it, complete with corrections.
Cash Is Out At The Love Bank
He gave his heart, cash and emotions For seven long miserable years He lived through all the commotions Even as words pierced his heart like spears He thought of leaving often enough But thought on his daughter it would be tough So he stayed pu
End of the World
As we walk through the vanishing love The road to our journey will be closed As we follow the random paths The labyrinth love will lead our way The truth and lies become one Never know when it is a lie Never know when it is the truth No mo
paradise shrugged
been a while since I wrote anything. now I tire easily and give up and stop more easily...
Number 5789
How many of you have ever felt like just a number? I was looking around yesterday and I do believe that it makes the jobs easier for people if they do not know our stories and do not look at us as human individuals. It is so easy to just do a job and not think of how what they are doing can affect many and not in a good way. But I guess it helps them sleep at night. Just needed to get this out. When you think you are one of a few that have been wronged and then find out you are one of thousands it is an eye opener.
Careless Kiss
Have you ever been in that situation? Was it deliberate or just a bit of fun at the time? Sometimes things get out of hand and before you know it all is lost. No it has not happened to me but my mind was thinking along the lines of the song Careless Whisper so have made my own song up as such.
If it is hard for you to say “Love”
^_^ I wrote this poem last year when I didn't understand why it's so hard for someone or some people to say, "Love". It's funny and doesn't clearly make sense to me. ^_* I'm straight, I love I say 'Love', I hate I say 'Hate' but: however, I suggest you to say 'Love' if you love, but keep it inside your heart when you 'NOT love' someone. ^__^ This is for World-Peeeeeeace)))))) lol I MAY NOT COME HERE OFTEN SO I WOULD LIKE TO THANK YOU EVERYONE FOR TAKING TIME TO PEEK ON MY POEM IN ADVANCE. LOL ^___^ THANK YOU VERY VERY VERY MUCH ) ) ) FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HAPPY HEART.
THINGS PAST
It's about things past that cannot be recalled, as the saying goes... but there are memories - you can't just wave them off!
Sunlight Reflection
The sky lightens even though the sun is not visible to the eye. I marvel at its power to make its presence known. Though its rays cannot be felt through the clouds, they have the power to burn through flesh, clear to the bone much like
Some Young Woman
I wrote this. It's a little dramatised but it's about a girl I know.
Do You Remember
Do you remember why You and I fell in love You said that I would make you happy And I believed you were my angel from above Do you remember the day When I first looked into your eyes I promised unto you my heart And to love you 'til the day th
Nevermore
An attempt at sonnet and Master Fellsman's valuable advice. I miss the time how it used to be and poets who left this corner very much. Hope they are coming back some time! Thank you, Master Fellsman, once again!
A special someone
I wrote this poem at the age of 15. My heart was broken, and the pain so great. What a terrible time in my life.
Letting Go
a love I had close to me who stunned me with his passion and creativity...God knows I loved him so but I had to let him go.... better to love and lost than never to love at all....maybe no one will understand and maybe someone will...
The Tragedy
One of my songs I wrote
Bliss
He is my precious jewel A love that warms my soul. Love so pure and radiant Within my heart does glow. My hopes and dreams become reality When I simply speak his name. To touch, to feel, to hold him close Is a blessing all the same. To lo
Two Days after Years
My brain is numb from boredom and no longer has the power to shut out thoughts of you coming uninvited into my day. So far, thought I’d come away from you, my dearest only to find your bearded face scratching the surface of my heart. Your
boss kitty
A poem and prayer for lost kitty
Stay with Me!
I know many of you, dear friends, are in happy relationships, so this is just poetry. I personally am of the opinion that love can and is to last forever and ever, I just can’t write about joyful merriment and such things. So I may sound gruesome for many. But when I think of parting and such things a feeling of sadness overcomes me and I feel I can put it on paper. Thank you very much for your inspiring poetry.
Gone Not Forgotten
For i thought you were lost and now you are found. This memento means so much to me. It is so dear to my heart. It brings a smile to my face as i look upon it. It reminds me of all we have been through and all that we have use to
Lost Love
Thinking of an old love
Gone Away.
A poem about living alone.
Standing In The Rain
I remember that day I longed for you standing in the rain but you never came an the letter you put in my pocket I never got the chance to read must of washed away I really would of like to know what you had said it's still hunts me it's funny how lov
Lies
They deserve each other He's now all alone she's getting married .she strung him along as he did me !kinda funny !. What goes around comes around !
Dianna
* stunner, Aussie slang for extremely good-looking woman.
A mermaid’s cry.
This poem is inspired by a true love story of a woman who lost her lover in a tragic boat accident but remain as the widow of her lover whom she never married . She spends rest of her love in his memmories . this love story is beautifully portraid in an Indian movie called" Ennu Ninte Moideen" means by your Moideen".
Did My Back Hurt Your Knife ?
It's good to hear your voice It's good to see you doin' fine And If you ever wonder Im lonely all of the nights I had to let you go I just can't have you by my side I'll never let you know How bad I wanted you to be mine But it's hard to
i am stronger
its about being in love and being hurt and mislead the pain consuming you up with depression but being lucky enough to have friends there for you to help you through it all and get back to being you again that loving person you are..to survive the pain and live to love another day..
Love is hard to forget...
Reminiscing....
I wish I could talk to you
sometimes you miss talking to people who left your life...