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Music is life and life is music.
My life is music and music is my life.
When I get up, I hear music.
When I go to bed, I hear music.

I can’t function without music.
I get inspired by music.
I actually have a feeling that I can understand things better with music.
Music is emotion.

Music isn’t only about words.
When there are no words, there is music.
When there is no music, there aren’t any words.
Music helps you through.

I can’t describe music.
It’s something you have to feel.
Something you have to discover.
Music can make you fall in love.

Your tears will come with music.
Your tears will disappear with music.
Emotions are led by music.
Music is made with emotion.

Dance with music.
Sing with music.
Play with music.
Love with music.

Music is loved and to be loved.

Afbeelding

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I miss you. I just do.

The look in your eyes when I saw you for the last time.

That look was a look that said a lot.

Maybe too much.

Maybe I’m wrong.

I’m feeling good when I think of you and me together.

I’m feeling like I don’t know what I’m feeling.

It is confusing when I’m asking you things.

It is confusing when I get some answers.

You are gone now.

You are gone and you’re coming back.

I don’t know when you’re back.

I don’t know if I will ever see you again.

When you’re back, will it be the same?

When you’re back, am I strong enough to talk to you?

I walk away in my dreams.

I walk away from the confusion.

It is weird when I think about things you know.

It is weird that you never talked to me about it.

Maybe I had to talk to you.

Maybe I had to go to you and explain my thoughts and feelings.

Would it matter?

Would it matter if I went to you and talked about it?

Maybe it isn’t meant to be.

Maybe we don’t belong.

Are you crying?

Are you crying when you notice that I’m gone?

I will go away.

I will never speak to you again.

Maybe that will happen.

Maybe I run in to you sometime.

Are you going to smile when that happens?

Are you going to smile when I’m gone?

I’m confused about my own feelings, don’t get me wrong.

I’m confused about the situation two.

I don’t have my own feelings in hand.

I don’t have my own thoughts in hand.

It’s just..

I miss you. I just do.

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One smile

One smile from you is enough to take all my pain away.

One smile is enough to take my worries away.

One smile from you is beautiful.

One smile from you is a reason for me to smile.

One smile.

You are beautiful when you smile.

You are beautiful when you talk.

You are beautiful when you dance.

You are beautiful when you sing.

You are beautiful.

I’m with you in my fantasy.

I’m with you in my mind.

I’m thinking about you.

I’m dreaming about you.

I’m never going to forget you.

I am.

My eyes are dry.

My eyes are wet from the tears when I don’t see you.

My eyes are dry when I see you.

My eyes, my head, my everything is confused when I see you.

My eyes, my head is spinning when I don’t see you.

My eyes.

How are you doing that?

How do you make me so confused?

How can you live with the fact that is called love?

How can I live with the fact that is called love?

How can everybody live with that?

How?

I’m tired of waiting.

I’m tired from the pain.
I’m tired from all the headaches you’ve caused.

I’m tired from the sleepless nights.

I’m tired.

Why is this happening?

Why am I happy and sad at the same time?

Why do I feel like crying, but also like laughing?

Why do I jump at the same time as I cry?

Why?

Nobody can help me.

Nobody understands me.

Nobody has the same thing that I have.

Nobody.

The reason of this all is called love.

The reason of all the confusion is love.

The reason is you.

The reason is love.

The reason.

Afbeelding

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Someday

When you need someone, try not to think.

When you need someone, try not to look.

When you need someone, try not to search.

When you need someone, try not to scream.

When you need someone, try to feel.

When you need someone, try to hear.

When you need someone, try to find.

When you need someone, try to whisper.

Love is not ugly.

Love is not stupid.

Love is not annoying.

Love is not boring.

Love is beautiful.

Love is pretty.

Love is nice.

Love is amusing.

Don’t over think.

Don’t be confused.

Don’t be insecure.

Don’t scream inside.

Do feel.

Do keep it clear.

Do feel secure.

Do whisper sometimes.

Love is beautiful.

But sometimes it is so ugly.

Does real exist?

Does anybody know that?

Can we start over?

Was our first start wrong?

Did we have a start?

Have I ever met you?

I’m confused.
But I will be okay.

Someday.

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