YOV49 Poetry (8)

Everyday is the same
There's no change, there's no joy
I feel weak, I feel tired
I'm depressed, I'm alone
All these thoughts in my head
f*ck, it's all a big mess
Let's move on and forget
All I need is some rest

I feel lost, I feel trapped
Nothing's real, all is fake
When your mind's playing tricks
And it's all just a game
I will never give up
I will not run away
I'll be strong, I will stay
I will make it one day

I will make it one day

The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes that she wears, nor in her face or in the way of combing her hair. The beauty of a woman lies in her eyes. It is the gateway to His heart, the place where love resides. And it is often through her tears that you see her heart pass

Stronger and stronger with time,

I let myself dream,

This beautiful fairy tale ...

Every second with you is magic,

I live a beautiful story,

It's a dream that has just come true,

And I do not intend to wake up ...

I'm happy when I'm with you,

Sad when you're away from me,

I can not live without you,

Please do not leave me ...

I know you still have not realized,

Yet our love is very true,

Know that in my heart there is only you,

And that I love you as nobody will love you ...

Love Is A Candle

Friendship Is A Star

A candle can go out,

So...

That a star ... always shine

You are the air that I breathe,
the wind that caresses me,
the rain that wet me,
the sun that warms me,
the star that guides me,
the moon that lights me,
my world.

The rose that I feel,
the grass that I touch,
the waves that carry me
to distant horizons,
sand under my feet
leaving borrowed
at each of your passages.

Your mouth that desires me,
your eyes that smile at me,
your hands touching me,
my heart capsizing.

You are my nights and my days,
my dreams and my desires,
my strength and my sweetness,
my patience and my will.

In your arms I feel
the most beautiful of women,
the most loving,
the sweetest,
the only, the unique.

In your eyes I'm lost
and I discover myself.
In your words
I drown myself to infinity.

Take what is to be taken,
give what is to be given,
let's keep this desire, this love
and this strength for eternity,
whatever may happen.

I loved you, I love you and I love you,
your princess between earth and sun.

Better To Give Without Promising ... What To Promise Without Holding ...

The poem is a drop of water,
he gives the desert the idea of the flower.

She likes me but I just love her
Alas my heart repeats it too often
I do not know how to stop this pain
I do not know how to live this fear.
I love him so much and with a little banal love
I love it so much that it hurts me too much
How can I forget it?
Every day and every night I only dream.
Yes, I often dream of her
These dreams become more and more beautiful
And it's with her that I spend those nights
But alas, the alarm clock sounds too early.
How many times have we seen ourselves love ourselves,
How many times have we seen ourselves there

The day is not the same
Everything changes when I wake up
I do not know the sunlight anymore
Everything I live is never wonder
Yes I love it and it destroys me
I know I'll never get out of it
I feel like locking myself in a black box
I feel like I can not believe it anymore
And I had believed for so long
That I no longer have the notion of time.
All his words and all his actions
Our moments of love and tenderness
All his looks, all his smiles
All today makes me suffer

I know that one day I will walk in the rain
I know that someday I will not know why I live
I know that one day nothing will make me want
I know that one day I will die of love for her.