My story in lyrics

* My story in lyrics closed a big chapter of this story, but only to open the second one , "Second Chapter: Lyrics".





A little blue bird came to me last night
Singing a song that I think just might
Throw some light upon my dark confused path
"Let's make it ok"...and she did just that

The little bird came and gave me a book
She turned to a page..." Come and take a look"
A picture I saw...think I know that guy
...To gain her attention he'd so hardly try

And on the next page, the little princess
Looks back to the boy and softly says "Yes"
Just one little smile, that is all that it took
A story to paint every page in this book

I ran throw its chapters to read the last page
So anxious to know... how'd this love story end?
Five words written there:"And that's it, my friend"
Were taking a peak on life from backstage

I then closed the book, handling it with care
"My story in lyrics" wrote on it's blue cover
I then throw it up, high into the air
The little bird caught it... my dream was now over

Some things in life we won't understand
Like why does this feel good but still is so wrong
Why is there a coda in just every song?
Just know, life goes on...and that's it, my friend


* I wouldn't have thought of a better way to close my blog than with this poem, which I consider to have written pretty well this time :D
And then, Carmen made my day...actually made a lot more :X
Now anyone can read the final chapter of this story, as she translated it into romanian :)
Ultima poveste in versuri

One day at a time...

One day my world stopped moving
And for a moment there
I thought that I was dieing
But then ... would have been fair

You came into my heart
It gave itself to you
Then took my soul apart
And painted it in blue

Who knew that little girl
Could mean to me so much
To make my whole world swirl
With just one simple touch?

Took longer then it should
For us to figure out
Exactly where we stood
And what was all about

Still, from that moment on
We knew just what to do
What's done can't be undone
But we'll think this thing through

Finally waking up
We thought that we should close
The'ntire deal. Just stop
And see how it all goes

Taking it one day at a time...
Till I shall write no other rhyme...

* There's a time in our life when changes should be implied. You take your decisions and make those changes with the support of some people. Carmen is one of them. And she understood all of it very well... That's why "Pe rand cate o zi..." is just as it should be...just as it had to be.

This ain't no poetry

A poem should be like a mirror
Each image in it showing love
And every path shown's without fear
with stairs that could take us above
Where feelings grow so free and wild
with scents of flowers, sweet and mild

Or it should all be melancholic
Where hurt and fear or doubt and rage
Would throw the words onto the page
To end a love empty and tragic

And in it you could see yourself
Just like those dreams of yours would guide
You in your youth to leave behind
And ride the path of life itself

Even back then you knew it can't
Be that easy life's rules to bend
You knew that all of this will hurt
A war in water, air and dirt
Will claim the a small part of your soul
For you to slowly reach your goal

But still, for you there was still hope
that in the dark you'll find a rope
To pull yourself into the light
So you could go on with your fight

You didn't know that later on
Your own reflection will be gone
The mirror closing you inside
So emptiness shall rule with pride
Over your soul but it won't allow
The pain to make your heart cry now


Then, what I wrote here isn't poetry
The words make sense but the heart's still empty
And if these words you understand
You are to choose how all will end
Stone cold so you won't feel the blame
Or let your heart be covered by love's flame

Look deep into your soul and try to, if you can,
Find meaning in these words, throw all the hurt and pain
So you will learn what makes us so eager to give in
To love with all our heart, even if hell we've seen

But nothing is forever, nothing human at least
Therefore the ones that think that love will never die
Will drown in pain and guilt and fade into the mist
Where there is no more fear, no love, no asking "why?"

Maybe there is still hope, somewhere along this road
That promises you love, but cuts with cupid's sword...

*A view over life, over love and hurt....a poem we can all relate to... never the less a work of art... Carmen's poem, "Ce-am scris aici nu-i poezie"
This poem is actually the last one I've published, but I set the date back with one week in order
to have My story in lyrics as the last one .

Aries and the liyoness

Aries:
You said it'll last
And then regressed
I find myself
Among the rest
In your heart
Another guest

The lioness:
You're not a guest
Like all the rest
You are the owner of this heart
And we will never stay apart
Even if you'll want

Aries:
I was so wrong
And thought at best
To be a chewed out toy
To suite your taste
I fend the dark
Since you love the Lite
I spell my heart out with an ease of mind
You take my words and echo back
A love so pure any heart could melt

The lioness:
I love both darkness and Lite
'Cause they are together
What makes us better
Black and white! It just feels right

* A beautiful dialogue between the Lioness and her love, Aries .
Just another love story in lyrics, but not like any other .
I thought something like this should be shared with the rest.
( My little sis and her boyfriend )

The words

The one thing we all recognize
To give a meaning to our lives
Is everywhere around but still
To find it you need a strong will

Would you know what you're looking for
If it came knocking on your door?
If it was right in front of you
Would you believe it to be true?

It's something that's so hard to find
And sometimes we just act so blind
It's staring right into our face
But still seems lost without a trace

You finally open your eyes
And find out that, to your surprise,
Love was by your side all the way
Even if you felt lost or stray

I looked into her bright green eyes
And after many, many tries
I finally found the strength to say
The words that haunt me every day:

"I love you..."

* The search for love is a journey that takes us so long but is worth every minute spent. Carmen understood that very well , helping me spread the message even further with the translation of the poem : "Cuvintele"

Truth is...

The lines I'm bleeding out of me
Are by no meaning poetry
There's no pattern dictating rhymes
It's just the way I feel sometimes

The words that I am writing here
No one can't claim to see them clear
It's no one's place to understand
What was once written by my hand

The thoughts that I now scream out loud
Don't need to be heard by the crowd
Don't analyze what here you've read
And be sure you know what I said

Believe me now! What you see here
Is far away and no where near
The fact, the feeling or emotion
That put my odd world into motion

There's no reason for which I write
Other than to now bring to light
Senseless thoughts that crowded my head
And that I thought had to be read

So believe none of what I said...

* Truth is... we all try to criticize someone's work and figure out how they think. This is a confession to those who claim to know what we write and why we do it. No one can know that and no one can say for sure. And if I said that well enough, Carmen said it even better :))
"E adevărat..."

Inside me there is ...you

Inside me there's a massive hole
That's taking all my energy
It's digging deep into my soul
Where no one else's eyes can see

But even so, I feel no pain
Just something that I can't explain
There's emptiness but still there's light
Like a flame that warms up the night

Inside me there is still some hope
Someone up there threw me a rope
To help me rise out of this hell
In which like a blind man I fell

My savior, baby girl, is you
As every time I'm feeling blue
You wake me up from that bad dream
Before my voiceless soul can scream

Inside me there's a lot of strength
To cross this road's entire length
For now I clearly see the way
And to me all shall now obey

Only when Poseidon shall drown
And Hyperion shall leave the sky
When Zeus shall loose his mighty crown
Only then shall our love die

And that will be our last "good bye"...

*The person you love will always take you from the dark place in which you are and show you that life can be beautiful and there still is hope . That is what this poem is trying to show you all, and that is what Carmen says a lot better, in the translation of this poem : "În mine....eşti tu"

Some day next fall

I think maybe someday next fall
You'll find out I ain't here no more
You're not gon'find my long gone soul
Won't hear it singing any more

Don't look for me beneath the rocks
Don't cry no tear on the wet grass
I'll be hidden in the rain drops
And through them to me light shall pass

Look at the branches that now burn
Under the fire of the season
To find me now you'll have no reason
As I have gone and won't return

Just listen to the howling wind
That's gently touching your soft skin
Taking away your pain, your blame,
Your regret that I'm not the same

And year by year another fall
Shall come with rain and pale trees
Remember me when the winds call
Your name...just stop and feel the breeze

*A poem that left me with no words. Actually I think it left me with tears instead.
It's not mine. It's Carmen's " Zi de toamnă", a poem that has to be one of the most beautiful I have ever read. Now I just hope that it's wonderful message wasn't lost in my attempt to translate it .

Who am I?

It's dark, it's cold and I'm alone
Lying down on a bed of stone
Watching the stars and the full moon
May be too late, but still too soon

As the wind blows through the rare trees
I lift my head to feel the breeze
And hear her calling out my name
"Wake up, my love. Let's play a game!"

She's far away but I can still
Hear her sweet voice and strongly feel
The lovely sense of blackberries
From when we played through the green leafs

I raised my head to see my love
Sitting there on the other side
Of the blue lake that's spreading wide
Over the valley of the dove

So without taking any pause
I raced along the sandy beach
The cold water under my paws
Was freezing but i didn't flinch

And then I saw her standing there
More beautiful than anything
Almost as it would seem unfair
For such beauty to wear a ring

I slowly stepped towards my queen
And looked into her bright green eyes
But what I saw was no surprise
Myself as I have always been

The wolf that's in her every dream...

*A story that almost wrote itself on paper. A dream that I once had.
And Carmen has the power to take one's dream and make it seem alive.
She took mine and turned it into this : Lupul din vis

Tick Tock...

Tick Tock Tick Tock
The needle turns round the clock
So shall every second pass
Until we're all out of gas

Tick Tock Tick Tock...
Time is one thing that we lack
And it's never coming back
Unless backwards we could walk

Tick Tock Tick Tock
This is it...We're out of luck
The clock's battery is dead
But that's that. Let's move ahead

Tick Tock Tick...


* Written out of boredom and so on... Don't mind the irony