The checkered board is even
and your the one on the other side
maybe a couple moves to eithier way
and the even however, collides
the way we feel and times weve shared will always so my love
however the bus doesn't stop where it used to, the monkeys have changed cage.
Were bound together by memories; old-age glue
The ring I treasued, does not fit you anymore.
I love you and always will
and the feelings grow up strong7
for you and me were meant to be
No one can call me wrong
Delaney;
Love sees roses is a favourite phraze of mine, it is a personal title that means a lot to me.
Tuesday, 14 June 2011
Friday, 29 April 2011
lucky'#
The next time you shuffle round
and here the sound, of nothing
covering surruoundings with a blinding echo
There's always luck to guide the path of a thousand ways
Sure, we can pray for a miracle
Or individual features maybe too obese, or too opaque
Or the gifts we received fail to ever bloat us
Happily throw it into earthquake
We never see our gifts as presents,
B.P.A.N.D
Be proud and never deny,
and here the sound, of nothing
covering surruoundings with a blinding echo
There's always luck to guide the path of a thousand ways
Sure, we can pray for a miracle
Or individual features maybe too obese, or too opaque
Or the gifts we received fail to ever bloat us
Happily throw it into earthquake
We never see our gifts as presents,
B.P.A.N.D
Be proud and never deny,
Tuesday, 26 April 2011
True.
I may not blind myself behind top shades,
I may not drip myself what the television tells me.
Society is wrong.
Maybe I am not rich. But I will alert you this for the matter.
I am rich, But not with money
Vertigo
I may not drip myself what the television tells me.
Society is wrong.
Maybe I am not rich. But I will alert you this for the matter.
I am rich, But not with money
Vertigo
Friday, 15 April 2011
Today i grow tired,
I will not sleep, nor share
For the times i currently expirience
Will not be waiting for me,
on the other side
I will not sleep, nor share
For the times i currently expirience
Will not be waiting for me,
on the other side
Sunday, 10 April 2011
Sharedtimes
We all shared everything;
Every single story, yet moulded into one.
Everyone took seperate journeys
We all had one thing in common
Now it is the fact, we are all on our own path
It used to be natrual,
Like butterflys to flowers
Honey to bees
Now its narrcasit'
Thursday, 7 April 2011
image1
A picture can tell more that words can ever, a word can describe love, pain, sadness, happiness and even emptiness in one.
Tuesday, 5 April 2011
2nd tounge
Al mio amore
Do you want this letter?
Ti amo.
Tu sei una stella...la mia stella
Non posso vivere senza voi
Everything endures a quest with you
As discovered diffuculties on the path
Are you worth it?
Il mio cuore è per voi
La mia stella brillante
Ti amo con tutta l'anima
You claim you miss me
Mi manchi
You claim you love me
Ti amo con tutta l'anima
You claim with kisses
Un milione di baci
per sempre
why
Do you want this letter?
Ti amo.
Tu sei una stella...la mia stella
Non posso vivere senza voi
Everything endures a quest with you
As discovered diffuculties on the path
Are you worth it?
Il mio cuore è per voi
La mia stella brillante
Ti amo con tutta l'anima
You claim you miss me
Mi manchi
You claim you love me
Ti amo con tutta l'anima
You claim with kisses
Un milione di baci
per sempre
why
Monday, 4 April 2011
Awesome image.
Saturday, 2 April 2011
havea #dream#
I possess a dream; we have became acquittance's.
I seek the awnser to my self s own questions
The feeling of failure increases my passion to do something
to construct something out of what seemed to be ziltch.
To attain these targets; triple twenty
will be the death of me
I will make myself something in this world.
I do not know how;why;what or when.
I still have faith in me and if others share that faith
Life will not fend you.
I seek the awnser to my self s own questions
The feeling of failure increases my passion to do something
to construct something out of what seemed to be ziltch.
To attain these targets; triple twenty
will be the death of me
I will make myself something in this world.
I do not know how;why;what or when.
I still have faith in me and if others share that faith
Life will not fend you.
wind
You may belive it so
fabricating every word
yet the beleif ís that
I will embrace every sigh
You may feel like passing through; differently
but just as wind pass
your vital
to my ego
Next time you sit and question
what sails through my mind
like a fishermans worries
I maximum for you
Until the wind stops.
fabricating every word
yet the beleif ís that
I will embrace every sigh
You may feel like passing through; differently
but just as wind pass
your vital
to my ego
Next time you sit and question
what sails through my mind
like a fishermans worries
I maximum for you
Until the wind stops.
Friday, 1 April 2011
Need u.
Claims may fall; like crashing leaves
Yet the colour do not leak; until all is dead
Locks sudden close; Your with my keys
For you are the one; to sustain all hope
To me.
Sun may weep; yet rain may cry
You will stick beside me; eternal glue
Ones subconcious self are the one; to assit my ego
Our adolencese growing like firey pain
Just for you.
I need you
more than you know
Yet the colour do not leak; until all is dead
Locks sudden close; Your with my keys
For you are the one; to sustain all hope
To me.
Sun may weep; yet rain may cry
You will stick beside me; eternal glue
Ones subconcious self are the one; to assit my ego
Our adolencese growing like firey pain
Just for you.
I need you
more than you know
Monday, 21 March 2011
Write a note.
Big tunes.
Slow tunes.
Smashing out.
Tearing out.
Ripping out.
Blasting out.
Every note will smash windows, a dozen.
Fabricating what i wish i did.
Heroes coming and going
like wildfire, burning me, kid.
They scream, screech hit out.
Come and go, come and go never stop.
Pulling me in.
Wishing i was in.
Epthasising words within.
Looking within.
These words, are made for a reason
the burning will stop and go
as every syallbell has gone and passed
will they stop.
hopefully, hopefully not.
Music is life.
Slow tunes.
Smashing out.
Tearing out.
Ripping out.
Blasting out.
Every note will smash windows, a dozen.
Fabricating what i wish i did.
Heroes coming and going
like wildfire, burning me, kid.
They scream, screech hit out.
Come and go, come and go never stop.
Pulling me in.
Wishing i was in.
Epthasising words within.
Looking within.
These words, are made for a reason
the burning will stop and go
as every syallbell has gone and passed
will they stop.
hopefully, hopefully not.
Music is life.
Wednesday, 16 March 2011
we share. D.B
The love we share for one another is more than love,
It succeeds such importance, such as life.
You are like a swan to me, an eagle a dove
The tune can be a masterpiece, such simple with a fife.
Times we collect is the perfect watch,
as good times surpass, the time is valued
my feelings for you is life, embrace and catch
to me you are perfect, alluded
A simple line from one self is treasured
As I pursue it withing every day,
a simple line from you is leathered
Live i ou y.
It succeeds such importance, such as life.
You are like a swan to me, an eagle a dove
The tune can be a masterpiece, such simple with a fife.
Times we collect is the perfect watch,
as good times surpass, the time is valued
my feelings for you is life, embrace and catch
to me you are perfect, alluded
A simple line from one self is treasured
As I pursue it withing every day,
a simple line from you is leathered
Live i ou y.
Tuesday, 15 March 2011
Life, not lost
Sometimes, feelings that we share for others are for lost.
They seem a white tape too far,
a grade to high.
They seem a bridge too short
a sea too deep.
The only thing that feelings will not destroy,
is life, and our life we share for others,
the light will path the way until the path
runs out.
life is love.
They seem a white tape too far,
a grade to high.
They seem a bridge too short
a sea too deep.
The only thing that feelings will not destroy,
is life, and our life we share for others,
the light will path the way until the path
runs out.
life is love.
Sunday, 13 March 2011
Human.
Sometimes we can only ask God
we point to someone to Save us, but why?
The poor people of places, Japan.
But deep down Everyone must assit one another
As we are only the people we are to the Help we give
I'd rather save another, than Out.
We all can make a difference.
As we all Are connected.
This is why I ask you all.
We are all Human.
we point to someone to Save us, but why?
The poor people of places, Japan.
But deep down Everyone must assit one another
As we are only the people we are to the Help we give
I'd rather save another, than Out.
We all can make a difference.
As we all Are connected.
This is why I ask you all.
We are all Human.
Thursday, 10 March 2011
Title.
Someone up there is looking down.
It may not seem it, not now, not ever.
The everlasting fear of fail beneath me, will never sink.
The fears and threats of this first world is unforgiving to me.
However love sees many a things as we seek to see things through
Sometimes these seeks just don't come true.
We never will accept these desires will crawl to one to another.
Love sees roses.

so
It may not seem it, not now, not ever.
The everlasting fear of fail beneath me, will never sink.
The fears and threats of this first world is unforgiving to me.
However love sees many a things as we seek to see things through
Sometimes these seeks just don't come true.
We never will accept these desires will crawl to one to another.
Love sees roses.

so
Wednesday, 9 March 2011
This blog, that me and a few others will contribute, is all to do with making yourself feel good, and bring you up, they will involved feel good stories, poems, images songs and recomendations and just adivce to alls needs. so feel free to contribute and follow with us.
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