Poems

[Bran]

The Pain Of Friendship 

 

You have been my best friend for so long...

We stood together through the tears and song

Today the tears are not mutual; they are just in my eyes

I can’t believe my best friend got caught up in these lies

 

I’ll never turn my back on you, our bond I is too strong

I just wish you would admit what you have done is wrong

I try to support you in whatever choices you make

But if I supported you in this I would be making a mistake

 

You have stepped on a lot of true friends by making this choice

When I try to talk to you it seems that I have no voice

It hurts so badly when I think of what you have done

I want to leave you behind but I don’t have the courage to run

 

You are my best friend but I don’t know you anymore

But you have shut everyone out and lost the key to the door

You will never understand how much pain you’ve caused us all

But I’m still ready to catch you when you’re are ready to fall

 

[PhilipGeo]

That was just so beautiful Bran

 

Trully

[PhilipGeo]

Alone in the night

 

 

I imagine how it would be if I were up there with no air
All alone in the night
The stars makes it bright
And brings back my sight
While I'm all alone in the night

[Guest KitCat]

Well this one is not mine, but still very beufiful song Id like to share with you.

I did my best to translate it, hope I can convey some of its magic.

This song was composed, and sang by a diffrenet songer than the original singer/ songwriter. (published 1991)

Few tips to help you understand better: the verb to know has two meanings, to know something much like in English, And to know a person. To know a person means to make love to him. As a noun, know means mind. the expression "mind thirst" means to crave.

 

On A Green Field/ Me'ir Ariel

 

On a green field on a steepe hill

On a far away place, and of unpaved road

On a green field on a steepe hill

Love of my life, might just slip

 

On a carpet of windy grass

There we sat to see the sunset

And it felt like an apple

And we were so close to touch

 

On a green field on a steepe hill

Love perfume vaporise and dew

On a green field on a steepe hill

Love of my life, might just slip

 

herds were surfing to their water holes

On my lips cascades of hair

Flutes were begining to pull

The ridgline, runnig up the mountain

 

On a green field on a steepe hill

The aim was clear, consciousness was lucid

On a green field on a steepe hill

Cause a black void is lying hollow

 

Between the mountains the sun set

And the moon was not up yet

My darling was suddenly scared

Into the void - as if she dive

 

She let the mind know

She wonedrfuly made love

And me mind thirst to touch

up to the end knowladge - into the unknown

 

 

 

 

[Bran]

[Guest ShyBella]

Never felt like this? 

 

 

 

[Bran]

Why I love my sister

 

 

A sister is someone who loves you from the heart,
No matter how much you argue you cannot be drawn apart.
She is a joy that cannot be taken away,
Once she enters your life, she is there to stay.

A friend who helps you through difficult times,
Her comforting words are worth much more than dimes.
A partner who fills your life with laughs and smile,
These memories last for miles and miles.

When she is by your side, the world is filled with life,
When she is not around, your days are full of strife.
A sister is a blessing, who fills your heart with love,
She flies with you in life with the beauty of a dove.

A companion to whom you can express your feelings,
She doesn’t let you get bored at family dealings.
Whether you are having your ups or downs,
She always helps you with a smile and never frowns.

With a sister you cannot have a grudge,
She is as sweet as chocolate and as smooth as fudge.
Having a sister is not just a trend,
It is knowing you can always turn to her, your best friend.

 

[Eugene]

This is great,Bran

[Guest ShyBella]

 

 

"What can you say about a sister who
Has everything? Laughter, life, love
Smiles, tears, enthusiasm, spark, knowledge, 
Spunk and to top it all off, Beauty.

A sister isn’t just a sibling!
She is a whole world.
The things she touches are amazing. The love
She shares is beautiful. 
And her encouragement is spectacular.

To have a sister doesn’t make you special,
To know your sister, makes you invincible.
The bond sisters’ share is enlightening. 
The love they give to each other is magnificent.

To look into your sisters eyes and know 
What she is thinking, isn’t a miracle, it’s natural
To see her smile warms your heart. To hear her talk 
Sooths your soul. To feel her heartbeat in you, is special.

They say sisters are from cradle to grave, 
But I believe that it is the in between that counts.
When she takes the rap for something you did,
She doesn’t need a thanks, she does it because she cares.

When she sits up till 3:00 AM with you, 
Even if she has to get up at 7:00 AM, 
She doesn’t feel exhausted, she feels cleansed

 

A sister’s word of encouragement or warning 
Is always taken to heart. When she explains 
How to handle a boy at school, or how to 
Talk to mom, she’s touched that you came to her.

When she can sympathize with you 
Because she’s been there, it’s comforting.
When she can share your dreams with you, 
It’s encouraging. When she beats you up 
Because you’re a brat, it’s learning.

Sisters can do anything. Together they
Will conquer the world. But when it’s 
All said and done, she will hold you hand
Because she’s proud to be your sister.

So, if you are blessed to have a sister through blood,
Be thankful. And if you’re all alone, grab the first precious girl 
In your life, and make her your sister.
Sisters are everything you need.
And a whole lot more."
 

[Guest KitCat]

This one is one of my original poems, written long aggo somewhere between 1998 to 2003. hope you like it.

 

War

 

Hot summer days
are coming quickly
Do you have the strength
to keep on fighting?
Every day is like a war
countless casualties
yet the general survives
Do you have the courage
to keep pretnending?

We lost the battle
and we lost the war
The system has won
It's just a metter of time
till the white flag will be risen
Think you can be a slave?
or are you one already?

Cold summer days
are coming quickly
Do you think of what could have been?
Do you ever think at all?
Nobody's fault
yet the deed has done
Stop digging my grave
I'm not dead yet
just feel as one

Grey summer days
are coming quickly
Blue skies
will always hate you
Live with that
if you can

Cloudless days
are the end of my life
Good old reaper
has gripped me
and he wouldn't let go
I bet you didn't know

[Loki]

A spoken word track from an album i hold dear. (IMPORTANT: the misspellings and bad grammar were purposely intended by the artist e.g eye instead of i, its written like this on the CD's actual booklet) By otep:

 

"Thots"

nothings changed
the senates still corrupt
& the emperor remains insane

and everyday
is a new strain of slaughter

supply lines are less protected
evil on all sides

eye can smell the death on your flesh
-- creeping in

trapped within the twisting fingers of fear
and all eye see is ewe

that face
those eyes

burning like leprosy

eye can see u there
poisoning the air

prostituting Nationalism

and eye want to attack
to rip out your heart and lay you flat on your back

and vomit a world of agony and truth
into your throbbing illness of memory

... and hate guides our way

eye long for the icy slap of a belt across my back
for the acceptance of death and blind cave war

the giving sleep of depression
the sweet elucidation of savage, meaningless aggression

chiseled in the meaty forearms of Mother Jupiter and his slave disciples

in the harem tents - outside
just beyond the edges - eye ride

a cycloptic mare into the fires of imagination

feeding my disease
a river of plagues

eye need something to remind me eye am still sinning
that pain in important
that wurdz matter
that healing in possible

that eye am not alone ... in this

- guard the houses
- triple the watch
- maidens, dig up your sorcery
- sirens, sharpen your rocks

... ewe will eat my pain again

whatever u need
unite messiah ME

[Bran]

Have Courage

 

life is not just waking up one morning and saying ok I want this to happen,

it's about getting out there and going for it. . . .

 

life is full of surprises,

here, there and everywhere,

you never know where you will end up,

or who you will end up with,

you just have to trust your faith and keep God close.

 

never say never cause you know you can do it,

never say later do it right now,

never let people bring you down,

they will do anything to watch you fall,

so keep your head up and your heart strong,

and then my dear you can never go wrong.

 

:)

 

[Guest ShyBella]

smile for love to life

 

 

 

"'what makes you smile everyday? ',
question that i heard everytime i passed by,
i smile when i see sky and moon,
i smile when it's raining,
i smile even when i'm under hot sun.
'why? ',
same question again,
i smile when i'm tired,
i smile when i'm depressed,
i smile even if i'm sad.
'why',
and again,
i smile when i see kids playing,
i smile when i see couples holding hands,
i smile when i see people laughing happily,
'why did you smile everyday? ',
this time i give the answer,
i smile because i'm glad of what god have gives us,
i smile because i don't want to feel down,
i smile because i love the fact that human lives better
if there is someone to love and be loved,
i quickly smile at everything, for fear of having to cry
because i want to live my life to the fullest
and not having regrets in future
for the beautiful things i've missed in this world.."

[Darion]

friends were are 
friends we'll be 
friend for ever you and me 

friends friends friends

friends with cars
friends from mars
friends to watch all the stars

friends friends friends

friends who trust 
friends who cus
friends who always fus

friends friends friends

friends that cry 
friends wonder why
friends who just want to try


friends friends friends

friends here
friends there
friends are every were

friends friends friends

friends who kiss
friends who miss
friends just like this

friends friends friends

[Bran]

[Dande]

Haven't done this in a logn time, DON'T be gentle

 

Playground

 

 

As thou begin anew this morning,
Clear head, sharp mind, care free,
Siting next to everyone and yawning,
Waiting patiently for what will come to be.

Shadows , cheers behind the curtain,
Pleasant smell of something grand and new,
It dissapears just in that moment,
As playground opens, it's for you.

The lights, the swings, all brightly colored,
Everyone runs in without a care,
Sounds of joy and laughter yet again,
You should join them if you dare...

There, sitting on the highest swings,
You're wildly going back and forth,
The squeaking sound their making.
Sounds old , but never heard before.

The Cheers and cries are getting louder,
Unfortunate and injured are going home,
The rain starts falling out of nowhere,
Washing down the paint, it's almost done.

Everyone stands in a rusty playground,
It's not as fun now as it was.
Your sun is seting, it soped raining.
You had your fun, but now it's lost.

As thou leave behind this evening,
Confussed , lost, care free,
Fresh paint still showing on your fingers,
Waiting eagerly for what will come to be...

[Bran]

[Loki]

What goes around comes around.

"Voyeur"

He has a webcam
And he likes to video himself...

He has a webcam
And likes to video himself...

With animals...

A stray dog..
The neighbor's cat..
Binding them..
Torturing them..
Murdering them..

He has a webcam
So I helped him understand
How
They
Felt..

He woke to the sound of distant thunder
The rain had stopped and all was silent
Except for the dripping in the trees
His heavy breath, his heartbeat...

His eyes focused and found me
I spoke like a god
Gently I said, "I have a webcam
"And I like to video myself
"Binding..
"Torturing..
"Murdering"...

He began to scream with the stitches held tight
He rattled the cage and pulled at the lock
With all his might...

So I electrocuted the bars and
He fell asleep from the charge and
I prepared to make him
A star...

He has a webcam
So I helped him understand...

When he woke
I asked him to sing me a song
He obliged but was often off key
So I removed his lower jaw...

Now his tongue juts out like a slimy slug
But he's so eager to please
Tapping the melody on the bars of this large cage
With un-clipped nails he plays...

And once I've had my fun
Bringing dark justice to this
Pathetic goblin
I will
Burn..
Probe..
Break..
And Drain...

And he will be scorched in a bath of pain...

I will drop him into the misty bayou
Where he will be a feast for
Serpents &
Insects &
Beasts &
All the putrid life of the murky bog...

And as he sinks, and as he screams
Into the lens of his webcam
I will play a farewell
An ode to the demons
Waiting for him
In Hell...

He has a webcam
So I helped him
Understand
How
They
Felt...

[Guest KitCat]

Another one of my translations, this one is about suicde

I added a link to the composed video if anyone wants to watch

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MYvMKRwgoNs

 

Roof / Gilad Cahana

 

Don't do any silly movement

She might get scared

With one strong Motion

You can get yourself free

Too tired to notice

 

And she is going to the roof

Fully convinced

She has made

A fatal mistake

 

Just one more second

Everything is going to get better

I swear

Just get off the fence

I swear

Just get off the fence

Hurry

 

And she is going to the roof

Fully convinced

She has made

A fatal mistake

[Bran]

 

Brothers and Sisters, Lovers and Sinners,
Witches and Bitches, Tramps and Vamps,
Masked Men of Mystery,
Role-Playful Women through History,
Belladonnas and Erotic Personas…

 

As Nights Grow Long from the Witches’ Hex,
Let Us Enter the Realm of Scary Sex.
There, There, Darling, Don’t Be Afraid:
T’is the Season of Masquerade!
 

So Come, All Ye Witches, Ye Dark Brides and Grooms:
T’is the Time to Hop on your Brooms,
Fly Past your Fears and Over the Years
Of Oppression, Repression, Being Burned at the Stake,
Stoned by the Sheik, or Drowned in the Lake.

Time to Rise Up, Ye Sexual Renegades:
Join the Erotic Insurgent Masquerade,
Straddle Your Flying Phallic Strap-On Brooms,
Turn On Your Vibrators-To-The-Moon.

Fly High In the Sky To That Wild Domain
Where the Witches Reign
As Goddesses and Porn Stars,
Protestors and Love Doctors…
Time to Put On Your Party Mask
As You Take Off your Daily Mask.

Time to Reveal What You Often Conceal
Your Erotic Persona
Your Inner Belladonna
Your Secret Identity
Your Bergmanesque Entity
Your Evil Twin
The Wizard Within…

 

Time to Awaken,
Stirred and Shaken,
Your Heart Beating Like a Bongo,
Your Blood Rushing Like the Congo…

Maybe You Meet Someone Who Looks Kind of Scary,
A Pirate, A Priest, A Fascist, A Fairy,
When Out of the Clear, With a Flick of the Tongue,
Those Shivers of Fear Turn to Passion and Fun.
Mixing Fear and Sex Creates Special Effects!
See, What Turns Us On Isn’t Always the Nicest.
So We’re Often Afraid of Just What Excites Us.

Or Are We Excited By That Which We Fear?
Both, My Dear…
It’s Biological…It’s Neurological…
And It Can Be Pathological.
So Be Careful, Consensual,

Practice Safe Sex, and Don’t Overdo…
And Stir This Recipe Into Your Witch's Brew:
A Pinch of Fear Gets Your Mojo In Gear,
Like Heat in Your Mesquite,
But Too Much Fear Burns Your Meat.
Stick That in Your Bag of Tricks or Treat!
 

And This Halloween or Sometime Soon,
Take A Trip to The Moon on Your Vibrating Broom
Join the Erotic Insurgent Masquerade!
Don’t Be Afraid…
Your Inner Witch Won’t Hurt You,
Unless You Really Want Her To.

[Siin]

Very beautiful reads , all these poems...

I thought i put my pennies into it too ...

 

 

Thoughts ...

 

I have learned that knowing 'what matters most', seldom happens

until its to late...

 

That success isnt measured in money and assets, but in the 

company u  keep and how much u laugh each day...

 

That if u cant stay lovers, u should at least try to stay friends,

and if u cant, it was probably never true love to begin with...

 

That the best friends are the old ones, they knew u than and 

still see the 'real u' now,even when u r pretending to be someone else.

 

That a hug from my son can cancel out any bad day, 

and a hug from my mother was always the fastest way to dry a tear...

 

I have learned that accepting urself for who and what u really are,

is far more exhausting than upholding an image, but in the end the only rewarding option...

 

That no matter how much living u did or didnt do when u were young,

one day u will still look back and realize it all went by far too quickly...

 

That a few things in life last forever, and the things that do are

usually the ones u never expected to...

 

That one door closing doesnt always lead to an open window,

nor is one man's trash always another mans treasure....

but uf u dont try to find something positive in every situation,

u will be left with nothing but resentment...

 

I have learned its what u did for others and not ur profession,

that people will remember when u are gone...

 

And mostly i have learned that life is full of surprises, some that

make u laugh, many that make u cry and a few that will change who u are forever.

And u will many time be left with the decision of having to let go of something u want,

in order to get what u really need in ur life.

 

But while life many never be all things u thought it would be,

it is in the end, no more and no less then what u make of it...

and its success or demise lies only in u and the decisions u make everyday...

 

 

 

[SweetHeather]

I have a dream you see my dear skeleton and me,

he is simply all bones and not much to say

but he is a lovely dancer twirling into the moonlight air

oh is it prim and proper as i stare to worry so if my dress will tear

but my lovely skelton dancer he does not maim

so my body weaves into his arms for one last eternal dance

and maybe this night as my eyes do close I will have another chance

 

 

-- lil random thought wont say its a poem or anything just words that came together ^-^

[Loki]

This is a poem that i wrote, which originated from a bunch of almost nonsensical ramblings that i wrote down in anger and despair one day. They made absolute no sense when i read them the next day, and i basically just cut down and tried to organise it into a poem the best way i could. In the end i named the poem "What".

"What..."

 

I could travel the carnal sands,
and indulge in my vulgar plans
all at the same time.

i could endear my man to death,
and keep the carcass in my room,
then, he's all mine.

I could deceive the cimmerian shade
and pretend that I'm alive,
when im looking into your sex starved, deadly eyes

it's so fun to think about everything i could be,
and all the caricatured men no one will ever see...

I could kill the pain all on my own,
press his ugly lips to mine, which are oh so neatly sown
all at the same time.

I could staple up the crimson gauze,
scorch all his limbs so hes on all fours,
then, he's all mine

My mind is my saviour,
the wound leaks with ethereal reality,
i write with it all over my wall

My fingers are my worth,
the flesh burns underneath me,
in a stew of holy infection

it's so fun to think about everything i could be,
and all the caricatured men no one will ever see...

Why did i kill my man?
Why did i kill my man?

Why did i kill my man?
Why did i kill my man?

...And why does he look
...so much like me?

[Siin]

A Naughty Little Poem

She whispered "will it hurt me?" 
"Of course not" answered he 
"It's a very simple process, 
U can rely on me." 

She said "I'm very frightened, 
I've not done this before. 
My friend has had it five times 
And said it can be sore." 

It was growing rather painful 
Tears formed in her eyes 
It was hurting quite a bit now 
It must have been a size. 

"Calm urself" he whispered 
"His face filled with a grin 
"Try and open wider 
So I can get it in." 

"It's coming now" he whispered 
"I know" she cried in bliss 
Feeling it deep within her now 
She said "I am glad I'm having this." 

And with a final effort 
She gave a frightened shout 
He gripped it in anguish 
And quickly pulled it out. 

She lay back quite contended 
Sighed and gave a smile 
She said "I'm glad I came now 
U made it worth my while." 

Now if u read this carefully 
The dentist u will find 
Is not what u imagined 
It's just ur dirty mind!!

 

"Hides under her blanket"       

[Guest KitCat]

Another Original piece. Enjoy.

 

And How Do You Know

 

And how do you know

To break my heart

So elegantly

That I feel guilty

And ask for forgivness

 

And than you ask

"How come you always treat me

And I never treat you back?"

That is a good question.

 

And how do you know

To rudly ignore me

As if I was air

To leave unanswered question widly open

To act like nothing's wrong

 

And I sucumb

To a cruel game

You got everything you wanted

Why can't you be happy?