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NameCassius Clay
Date2005-08-16
MessageLo and behold: du vet, du håller mig: wide awake!


NameCassius Clay
Date2005-08-16
Messagefan, Mercy jag kan den texten utantill. och det är inte fjäsk. jag kan den utantill för att den är fin. den är fin. och för att du är fin. du är fin.


Namemercy
Date2005-08-14
MessageHej Cassius.
Appropå texter tänkte jag att du skulle få del den bästa av de bästa: (fast den är inte gjord av mig, även om jag önskar att så vore fallet)

I paint them roughly
I paint them in my sleep
Ira
Gula
Luxuria
Heavy as their holes are deep
Roma
Roma
Where is my country
Wholly in his hands
Worthy in his eye
You and I

David 'Eugene' Edwards of woven hand / Oil on Panel/ Concider the birds

Du har en fin blogg.

Hejdå.


Namebehold, the times they are a'changing
Date2005-08-13
Messageen dag
ska alla dina drömmar inte gå i uppfyllelse

en dag
ska du inte ha skrattat
allt skratt du föddes att skratta

en dag
ska du veta
för sista gången
att din längtan stod stjärnor till

kommer du vända dig mot mörkret då?

kommer du sträcka din hand mot intet
och se den till intet förbliva?

eller kommer du acceptera världen,
som du fick den

och le åt
att ingen människa någonsin
har sig själv att tacka
för någonting


Namelo and behold, i see a darkness
Date2005-08-06
Messageokej det här blir nog den sista:

in a bar
there was somebody i knew

he was sitting with a girl

she was not so pretty

but pretty enough

i felt that i could show her the world that night

i started talking to the girl
we were laughing together
i felt that i was winning

then she sat next to the person i knew
she placed her hand on his leg
and i knew
that i was losing

i wanted to hurt her

but i did not

it is just the world i guess.

i took the tram home

i looked at the strangers
i looked at the darkness outside the windows
i looked at my memories of those i loved.

when i got home
there were flowers outside my neighbor's door

he had a birthday.

i wrote a note,
with a birthday congratulation
and placed it next to the flowers.

then i went to bed

and that was the end of that day.


Namelo bloody lo
Date2005-08-06
Messageen tredje, for cassius and the emptiness between the stars:

i was sitting in the sofa
with the girl i loved

we were really in love

we could talk about anything

she understood me
and i understood her
it was perfect

i asked her: do you know that story?
about bellman and the german and the norwegian and the goat?

yes she said.

that is really funny
i said

and laughed.

but she did not think it was funny.

i could not understand.
how could she not think it was funny?

suddenly everything felt so strange.
we were lovers.
she was my best friend.
i loved her.
she was sitting so close.

but... i felt that i was alone in the universe.


Namelo and behold, it is the end
Date2005-08-05
Messageen dikt till:

it was a winter day
the snow was everywhere

i was so glad
i could make snowballs and throw them high up in the air

i took a promenade

everybody i saw was happy
the birds were singing
and the reindeers were practising

but then i saw a pig
sitting on a bench
looking so sad

i asked the pig: why are you so sad?

the pig did not answer
it had an expression of sorrow
and grief

it was in pain

i said: hello pig, why do you cry! you should be glad!

but the pig just looked at me
with eyes full of troubled waters

it was strange
i wished for the pig to be happy
it should not know sadness now,
when christmas was near
i wished it could enjoy the holiday

i left it sitting there,
staring into nothing,
looking like it was the end of the world

i knew that it would certainly cheer up eventually

after all,
christmas has so much to offer
with the gifts and good tv-programs,
the dopp i grytan and sausages and ham and all


Namelo and behold
Date2005-08-05
Messageen dikt ha ha:

i was walking in the street
the empty street

suddenly, my eyes caught sight of a beautiful girl

she saw me too
she came up to me

she was like the storm

she said: I think you're beautiful
do you want to walk with me?

i did not know how to answer.
my words were like heavy stones, impossible to move.

i turned away.
in my heart, i knew i did not love her.

lonely was I, when I walked away that day.
lonely am I, when today i roam the roads

and i wonder...

did i do the right thing?

and the only answer is:
i don't know.


Namemongis
Date2005-08-04
Messagejag tror aldrig jag har sett en ordentlig bild på dig som skulle få mig till att känna igen dig, men en velvet- tröja är ett ganska bra kännetecken. vi kan ju ta varandras mobilnummer och så löser det sig ifall vi inte skulle hitta varandra.

vilken dag åker du ner? (det blir väl ner? geografi!) vi åker upp på onsdag morgon.

tchóu. 3


NameCassius Clay
Date2005-08-03
MessageEn besviken DSC:are.. jaa.. men iaf.. jag tänkte på att det var innehållet som var det viktiga, och slutet.. smilie) inte själva orden i sig. hejhejhej


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