Poems

Thinking of you feels like a ray of the summer sun. Seeing you feels like butterflyes flapping to an African drum. Holding you feels like harmony in a zen gardens dream. Smelling you feels like no one in the world could ever come to harm. Feeling you feels like the rain in the Sahara desert storm. Beeing with you feels like the beauty in the springs first spot of green. Living with you feels like life got a meaning to me. Missing you feels like a part of the world has gone away. The feeling is I love you, I want you to stay.

The oldest love story is not between humans It is about two heavenly body’s attached too the sky Like all parents their love for children is immense Without them we would all die They take turns watching over them Filling them with warmth and hope Guiding them throughout their life Filling them with love and light The oldest love story is still ongoing They are still watching over us Even though they rule the opposites They can still be seen on the same sky I am miss moon, alone in the night Ready to begin a love story of my own But I need someone to fill the void Will you be my Mr Sun?

A huge black hole is living in my heart A pain like nothing else pounds with every beat A feeling of missing pumps through my veins A will too find moves me forward I am no longer human, I feel only pain The thought of you is all I can think of You face, your eyes, your voice and smile Even though I have not yet meet you Where are you? The one too fill my heart Who are you? The one too warm my soul When are you? The one too light my day Why have you not yet found me? I will know who you are when I meet you You are the one that can see how I feel Even if my face is smiling You are the one who cares about me Even if I is the one too blame You are the one that loves me And holds me through bad times Wherever you are, I am right here Who ever you are, I long too meet you When ever you are, I will be waiting Until the end of my days I will hold you in my heart

The moon is dark, it has turned it’s back on me Demons are lurking in the outskirts of my mind My head is pounding, the ace is drowning time But in the darkness there is a warming light Your face is beautiful, your light is hurting I want you close but I can’t take the pain It is driving me crazy, it is driving me insane I need to get stronger, I need to stop the game I am crazy, but your memory remains At night when demons are near I think of you and they disappear Your light hurt both me and them Does that mean it’s a demon inside of me If you where too come visit I would not know My world is dark and unknown Nothing like what I feel in your arms I remember your lips so soft and sweet Or are you just a dream I hope for I can’t remember when I sold my soul I can’t remember why I think of you But I will try to find a way out So I can see for my very own eyes If you are real or another demon of mine

Ref: My soul is lost, my life is dammed The seven sins of death commands. The devil near, the hunt hase come. The seven sins I all have done. The world is injust, people are dum. Nothing you can do makes it undone. Things are flying, I have goone mad. I don’t giva a dam if your sad. Feelings exploding out of my grasp. Te first deadly sin is wrath. Have you everything you want, have you everything you need. Should you get more? Or is your world complete? I wanted it all, I take what I see. The second deadly sin is Greed. Tha day is late, I don’t realy care. I still lay in bead, disturb me if you dare. There is a lot to be done, but I don’t feel like it now. All I want is to rest untill life is done. In the seeling flyes a black Moth. The third deadly sin is Sloth. Ref: My soul is lost, my life is dammed The seven sins of death commands. The devil near, the hunt hase come. The seven sins I all have done. There is no one as perfect as me. The body and face is all naturally. If I could m

Minns när du var liten, tultade omkring på gräsmattan. ditt blonda hår glänste i solen. Minns när du blivit större, ingen kunde reta din syster som du. Med ett smil smet du iväg när du hittat på något bus. Minns när du började skolan, din syster vakade som en hök. På något sätt klarade du dig alltid. Minns att du var tyst, men fanns alltid där. Iakktog och tänkte över en situation. Nu är du inte längre i denna värld, många saknar dig så. Varför är det alltid de bra personerna som får gå. Som försvinner i unga år, som saknas mest. Du fortsätter att vara i bakgrunden, men du finns ändå där. I hjärtat på alla som mins dig. Vila i frid.