tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68437177395651507572024-02-07T03:15:09.588+01:00POETRY DUNGEONWITH SPECIAL THANKS TO MY SNOOPSY...copperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01158566142464016130noreply@blogger.comBlogger170125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843717739565150757.post-41218687473344814672014-09-12T09:38:00.002+02:002014-09-12T09:38:15.411+02:00Touched by you<br />
Your skin touched mine when you passed me in the much to narrow kitchen that we have<br />
and that was precisely where it needed to be.<br />
A little feverish maybe but known to me.<br />
And I know the smell of your touch.<br />
It's ingraved in mine like an invisable tattou.<br />
And when I'm lonely, sad or afraid<br />
all I have to do is to close my eyes and take in the scent you left for me<br />
all over my body.<br />
<br />
Your hair touched my face when you turned in bed last night<br />
and it brought beautiful dreams to me.<br />
Of passed days, certainly but of a sparkling futur too, for you and me.<br />
And we live them bravely and to the fullest.<br />
So if you pass me and I try to touch or smell your hair<br />
it's because I need a dream to come true.<br />
<br />
Your smile touched me eyes. Every single one did and now my irises are projecting them in my brain.<br />
A remedy for pain.<br />
A reason not to go insaine.<br />
A walk down memory lane.<br />
Smile and save me<br />
Cry and I will save you.copperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01158566142464016130noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843717739565150757.post-67526772725204691512014-09-11T10:03:00.000+02:002014-09-12T09:07:10.669+02:00Who?When you look at me, who do you see?<br />
They say I don't really exist,<br />
I don't resist.<br />
There's no phoenix in me,<br />
just a long lasting burning candle<br />
that finally will stop burning<br />
really at the end of the rope.<br />
<br />
When you touch me, what do you feel?<br />
They tell me I'm cold,<br />
I need to melt before I'm old.<br />
Let some feelings go and evaporate<br />
to be able to feel again and create.<br />
<br />
When you talk to me, what do you hear?<br />
They state I'm repetitive,<br />
limited in speech and thoughts.<br />
A mediocre poet, a want to be wannabe<br />
an empty dictionary.<br />
<br />
So would you want to be me?<br />
A man who's yelling for years to let him out!<br />
Still a boy crying because of scary dreams in the night.<br />
A human who needs to be held thight.<br />
Still a child afraid of a fight<br />
A father who doesn't do everything wright.<br />
Still a person in search of the light.<br />
<br />
God, my sweet Lord,<br />
if my name is still written in the palm of your hand<br />
if I'm not a lost soul,<br />
guide me to a place where I can see,<br />
to a top, a sky, an eternity.<br />
Fill me up with all that is You<br />
and then tell who I am, honestly and true.copperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01158566142464016130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843717739565150757.post-10502203849432686972014-03-19T21:33:00.002+01:002014-03-19T21:33:19.060+01:00Look awayI found your voice in the silence of your words.<br />
Unspoken and so obvious.<br />
Saying nothing sometimes tells us too much,<br />
more than a kiss, a caress, a touch.<br />
I didn't look at you when you were talking <br />
and I saw you again,<br />
better than the minute before,<br />
when I was looking in your eyes.<br />
Reality is hard to live up to<br />
and living is really hard<br />
but if you talk to me, silently..<br />
and I look away...<br />
it's only to really see you.copperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01158566142464016130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843717739565150757.post-11859059786925640022014-02-13T20:29:00.000+01:002014-02-13T20:29:08.191+01:0060 roses in a minuteI give you a rose for every second that I miss you,<br />
a rose for every second I'm alone.<br />
<br />
60 roses in a minute<br />
to let you know where you belong.<br />
copperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01158566142464016130noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843717739565150757.post-78106953148641278462014-02-13T20:25:00.002+01:002014-02-13T20:25:51.265+01:00Whispers for ValentineWhispers fall down from the trees<br />
my eyes follow them everywhere they go.<br />
Gold and blood, like your nails in my back<br />
walking against the flow.<br />
<br />
The whispers yell when they hit the ground<br />
my ears follow them everywhere they go.<br />
Soft and sweet, like your skin against mine<br />
immaculate in the glow.<br />
<br />
Your whispers are in my hands now<br />
my eyes follow them so they don't fall.<br />
Through every letter and every word<br />
I feel the love grow.<br />
<br />
I keep your whispers in my heart<br />
my blood follows them everywhere they go.<br />
Fast and slow, from head to toe,<br />
your whispers are the only ones I want to know.copperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01158566142464016130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843717739565150757.post-25784146425546871092014-02-13T20:18:00.002+01:002014-02-13T20:18:15.314+01:00On one knee (for my Valentine)<br />
<br />
Imagine we are the stars in a movie or a play.<br />
We read the script and know every line we have to say.<br />
<br />
The sandy beach is the scenary<br />
A blue sky and the sea complete the fantasy.<br />
<br />
We wait for the first take to begin.<br />
<br />
We wave back at the palms and walk towards the waterline.<br />
The shells applaud us, the sand stick to our feet because they want to come on our journey.<br />
<br />
A messenger of God awaits us to make us a life lasting union.<br />
Two times the same littlle word changes our destiny.<br />
Man and wife for life.<br />
<br />
Imagine we are there.<br />
<br />
You know what you will see?<br />
<br />
Me, on one knee, asking you, will you marry me?<br />
<br />
Te Iubesc.<br />
<br />
<br />copperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01158566142464016130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843717739565150757.post-72420731121007621092013-07-01T09:25:00.002+02:002013-07-01T09:25:20.754+02:00Missing youI miss your words and voice<br />
I miss your wisdom, I have no choice.<br />
<br />
I miss your shelter and your care<br />
your personality and your flair.<br />
<br />
I miss your harbor where I'm save<br />
I miss your heart where I'm brave.<br />
<br />
I miss your body in my bed<br />
I miss the things that you said<br />
<br />
I miss your eyes, the brown and the white<br />
I miss your smell when you hold me thight<br />
<br />
I miss the curve of your nose<br />
the freckles, every single one of those<br />
<br />
I miss the taste of your lips<br />
the warmth and tenderness<br />
I miss every kiss<br />
I want them all<br />
I don't want anything less<br />
<br />
I miss your smile and your laugh<br />
I miss you bathing in my bath<br />
<br />
I miss your hands, a little wet<br />
I miss your cuddles and your pets<br />
<br />
I miss your hands in my hair<br />
I miss your hands everywhere<br />
<br />
I miss, yes, I really do<br />
I miss you!<br />
copperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01158566142464016130noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843717739565150757.post-80594464507492569442013-06-01T11:25:00.000+02:002013-06-01T11:25:42.578+02:00PresenceI listened to the silence and still heared your voice.<br />
The wisper and the yell, the song and the prayer.<br />
Echoing in my soul's soul,<br />
pounding in my brain's brain.<br />
The words, one by one, repeating the frases.<br />
Messenger bring me the news and let me fall asleep.<br />
Messenger bring me the news and let me die happy.<br />
And when I rise and see you from a high<br />
I will understand that there is no silence.<br />
There is just a flow of love carrying your presence,<br />
in heaven or on earth.<br />
In my dreams you still hold my hand.<br />
You are forever.<br />
Love you, mom.<br />
<br />copperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01158566142464016130noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843717739565150757.post-44785048961179702092013-06-01T11:04:00.000+02:002013-06-01T11:04:39.738+02:00So .....So did you see me?<br />
I was sitting on a stone<br />
in the middle of a dessert called love.<br />
Sunburned and thirsty for more.<br />
<br />
So did you find me?<br />
I was laying under the leaves of fall<br />
in a puddle of mud called sorrow.<br />
Dirty and eager to rise.<br />
<br />
So did you search for me?<br />
I was the one with the black shirt<br />
in the black crowd, <br />
next to the black men.<br />
Unknown and praying to stay so.<br />
<br />
So you walked on by.<br />
So you smiled at someone else.<br />
So what ....copperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01158566142464016130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843717739565150757.post-8533320283942600652013-04-13T15:27:00.001+02:002013-04-13T15:27:46.163+02:00Sparkling BlackA piece of paper,<br />
a broken pen,<br />
a black and white picture,<br />
a empty bottle of perfume<br />
and in a box my thoughts,<br />
sparkling black.<br />
<br />
A burned candle,<br />
a match,<br />
a cold cup of coffee,<br />
an empty vase<br />
and in a box my soul,<br />
sparkling black.<br />
<br />
Used shoes,<br />
an old plastic bag,<br />
a letter,<br />
a poëm,<br />
and in a box my heart,<br />
sparkling black.<br />
<br />
In a house,<br />
in a room,<br />
in a cupbord,<br />
in a drawer,<br />
in a box,<br />
sparkling black.copperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01158566142464016130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843717739565150757.post-71599638489997407882013-03-18T09:16:00.000+01:002013-03-18T09:16:36.650+01:00Back in timeI will come to meet you<br />
to learn your songs.<br />
I will run to you,<br />
read you books.<br />
I will walk with you, <br />
hear what you're thinking.<br />
I will love you, always,<br />
be the hurt within your pain.<br />
I'll be the black of your shadow,<br />
the silverlining if you want.<br />
I lost my pain in your eyes<br />
and found back the vaine of life.<br />
Hands touching, nose rubbing,<br />
lips bearly touching, breathing.<br />
Remember how tomorrow will be?<br />
copperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01158566142464016130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843717739565150757.post-60221984293317340832013-02-11T21:08:00.000+01:002013-02-11T21:08:14.630+01:00Where it's safe<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Walking thru the corridors of your heart,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia;">where it's safe,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia;">I meet memories.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia;">It feels strange to see a part of me again.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia;">The fatal first look,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia;">over your shoulder,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia;">inviting.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia;">In your arms, </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia;">where it's safe,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia;">I build my home.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia;">Here is the key and a dubble.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia;">Fingers that are strangled,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia;">willingly,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia;">never let go.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia;">Let me take your tears,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia;">your smile and all you want to share.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia;">Let me be your now and then</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia;">and take you to my heart</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia;">and live, love and leave all sorrows behind.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia;">Then we will find where it's safe, together.</span>copperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01158566142464016130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843717739565150757.post-22579698577553285792012-12-08T18:31:00.000+01:002012-12-08T18:31:00.865+01:00Confused?Remembering things that have to come<br />
Living the days ahead<br />
Writing with an empty pen<br />
Falling while laying down<br />
Kissing a frame without a picture<br />
Kicking on lost dreams<br />
Deleting a blank page<br />
Starting with the end<br />
Being aware I'm unaware<br />
Blowing out a candle that's not burning<br />
Injecting blood in my cocaine<br />
Feeling the pain, then making the cut.<br />
Printing before writing the poëm<br />
Falling awake, sleeping while walking<br />
Crying before sadness<br />
Saying goodbye before meeting you<br />
Opening the door before the knock<br />
<br />
Put your life in the wright order,<br />
sentence by sentence, not word by word!copperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01158566142464016130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843717739565150757.post-52006841937282460152012-06-07T21:05:00.000+02:002012-06-07T21:08:13.201+02:00Emotions in motionDid you ever search for that perfect melody,<br />
that song that takes over your body and soul?<br />
Did you ever think that you found yourself in the keys of a symphonie?<br />
You try to read the lines but your tears prevent you of listening<br />
and that's all you want. <br />
To listen and understand.<br />
<br />
I played piano on the kitchen table<br />
picturing myself at the keyboard of Chopin or Rachmaninov.<br />
A 44 year old child but happy and moved in that moment.<br />
Like David Helfgott I would like to shine.<br />
He did in his world and out.<br />
Playing Rach n°3 till you drop.<br />
<br />
I can only try to write what I feel<br />
and be happy with whatever talent was given to me.<br />
Be happy with every tear that drops because I moved someone inside.<br />
Happy with, what seems to be in my mind, a nice poem.<br />
Happy with a letter from my heart send into the world.<br />
Moved by every little compliment.<br />
<br />
Did you ever try to write a perfect poem?<br />
Those all explaining sentences that would solve all the mysteries of the world.<br />
That hate the pain but love the nostalgy.<br />
That prefere to cry and lose dreams running along your cheeks.<br />
I tried, I'm still trying. I guess I always will.<br />
Hope you find love in every word.<br />
<br />copperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01158566142464016130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843717739565150757.post-76965654706568354982012-05-30T14:51:00.000+02:002012-05-30T16:59:50.433+02:00Here and nowI sip my coffee again.<br />
Your face showed in it's foam<br />
and for a breef moment I thought you smiled at me.<br />
<br />
A song on the background stole my thoughts<br />
and makes me want to shout out,<br />
here and now,<br />
where are you?<br />
<br />
I gave you all my secrets and smiles.<br />
There is no better place for them to be.<br />
I took all your time thou,<br />
egoistic,<br />
but so in need.<br />
<br />
There is no good way to say goodbye,<br />
even if it's just for a second,<br />
and I shout out, <br />
here and now,<br />
where are you?<br />
<br />
We shared our blood<br />
and you're the keeper of my heart.<br />
I stole yours and will keep it for ever,<br />
like a thief,<br />
but rich now.<br />
<br />
My coffee is gone,<br />
the song died in the background<br />
and I realize you where beside me all this time,<br />
but I still shout out,<br />
here and now,<br />
I love you.copperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01158566142464016130noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843717739565150757.post-80750163850527626112012-05-26T16:13:00.000+02:002012-05-26T16:13:04.938+02:00Why cry?<u><span style="color: yellow;">This is inspired by the song Suus by Rona Nishliu.</span></u><br />
<br />
When you are hit by that pinching, all questioning feeling inside<br />
that puts your heart to the test over and over again.<br />
When your smile is in a place that you can't find anymore<br />
and all you can think about is shouting out.<br />
When I miss you and a tear is running down my cheeck,<br />
that tear reminds me I'm alive.<br />
Alive and here to take care of you and all that is us.<br />
<br />
When I'm out of the spotlights and in the shadow.<br />
When I think too much and disspear.<br />
When I need you and a tear is running down my cheeck,<br />
that tear reminds me I'm alive.<br />
Alive and here to love you and all that is us.<br />
<br />
When I ask myself why I'm crying and dry my eyes.<br />
When your kiss is all that can save me<br />
When all I can remember are good memories<br />
and I don't want to stop and long for that special feeling<br />
that is touching me every- and nowhere.<br />
<br />
I shed another tear.....I'm still alive.<br />
Alive and here for us.copperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01158566142464016130noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843717739565150757.post-42744602805233605442012-05-13T08:06:00.001+02:002012-05-13T08:06:41.946+02:00Happy Mothers Day.Two mothers are sitting on a cloud,<br />
talking and floating on air.<br />
The coffee is always hot and sweet without sugar out there.<br />
They don't speak the same language<br />
but talk the same words.<br />
They understand eachother because their hearts <br />
feel the same joy and hurts.<br />
<br />
A man and a woman are looking to the sky<br />
and as the clouds float by<br />
they keep wandering, why?<br />
The emptiness that is left in a motherless heart<br />
is heavy and deep.<br />
The memories they have never sleep.<br />
<br />
Today there is only one thing we want to say:<br />
We miss and love you and<br />
happy mothers day!<br />
<br />
<br />copperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01158566142464016130noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843717739565150757.post-27262943097853848732012-04-19T06:01:00.002+02:002012-04-19T06:01:15.052+02:00Wishes of the heartI wish my songs could take away <br />
all that is bad in your life.<br />
All that is holding you back.<br />
Everything that makes you unhappy,<br />
miserable or sick.<br />
<br />
I wish my voice would cure you.<br />
To be a medicine, ever lasting.<br />
Words for a headacke,<br />
sentences to heal your heart.<br />
<br />
I wish my voice would fit my songs.<br />
My words would fit your heart.<br />
My tears would fit your eyes.<br />
I wish just hello's, no goodbye's.<br />
<br />
I wish I could move you.<br />
Not put you in another place<br />
but really, really move you<br />
and have you where I want.<br />
Inima mea.copperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01158566142464016130noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843717739565150757.post-29151043094256459412012-04-19T05:30:00.000+02:002012-04-19T05:30:03.488+02:00Wet paintI walk around in the painting that is our life.<br />
The paint is still wet and you can follow my footsteps.<br />
The strokes of your brush are deciding which way I go,<br />
my mood, what I see, what I feel.<br />
You mix the colors of my life and decorate my burning, pumping core.<br />
Paint with your heart, change your brush, now and then, but always paint me.<br />
Create a color just for us and call it love.<br />
Paint with your eyes and see only me.<br />
Make me better than I am, make me worse but always paint me.<br />
Wet paint on my feet, my new fingerprint.<br />
Color me like Antony signs, original and crazy in love.<br />
And sign.<br />
A masterpiece.copperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01158566142464016130noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843717739565150757.post-78478008714732788772012-04-03T03:32:00.002+02:002012-04-09T11:07:12.450+02:00Crazy in LovePlease open this link and enjoy...more beautiful photos, songs and poems on<a href="http://costin-comba.blogspot.com/"> "Life in pictures"</a> of Costin!<br />
<br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O0ob52GyXl4">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O0ob52GyXl4</a>copperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01158566142464016130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843717739565150757.post-42479889365123101692012-04-03T02:58:00.001+02:002012-04-03T03:14:08.539+02:00Heart in ParisIt's like a hand inside of me she said<br />
playing the strings of my heart.<br />
Moving me, keeping me still.<br />
<br />
We drove on in the streets of Paris.<br />
Looking for our place in a city with no space.<br />
<br />
It's like a hand inside of me she said<br />
making me look all crazy<br />
"crazy in love" right now.<br />
<br />
We wandered on in the streets of macarons,<br />
of "je t'aime" and "see you soons".<br />
<br />
It's like your inside of me she said<br />
protecting my heart<br />
keeping it beating, bleeding.<br />
<br />
I entered her heart and went home,<br />
to stay.copperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01158566142464016130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843717739565150757.post-27290062935533923612012-03-19T10:30:00.002+01:002012-03-19T20:43:47.733+01:00How do I tell you....My first participation to <a href="http://costin-comba.blogspot.com/">"Life in pictures"!</a><br />
<br />
I could stop eating, not drink.<br />
I could stop dreaming, sleeping.<br />
I could collect tears,<br />
hide for my fears.<br />
<br />
If you're not here, there's no use.<br />
<br />
I could hate myself and I do.<br />
I could forget everything and I will.<br />
I could crawl and weep,<br />
never again stand on my feet.<br />
<br />
If you're not here, there's no me.<br />
<br />
I don't love the ugly me.<br />
I don't like the dirty me.<br />
I settled with the sick and abandonded me<br />
I hate the faking me,<br />
happy, happy me.<br />
<br />
If you're not here, nowhere to appear, nowhere near,<br />
there is no use.<br />
<br />
I thought I could make it alone but that was before your skin.<br />
<br />
I could live under your spell.copperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01158566142464016130noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843717739565150757.post-38145961460097674262012-02-19T17:16:00.000+01:002012-02-19T17:16:29.840+01:00I imaginedI was sitting on the top of the world and the shadow of the moon fell on me.<br />
To my surprise it was like a warm blanket covering me.<br />
Then the stars changed into your eyes and I saw us dancing in Paris.<br />
A red rose between your teeth, a silk dress and high heels.<br />
My black tuxs fitted your red lips to perfection.<br />
My tears made the clouds cry and I fled into the lake of sorrows.<br />
Like a drowning man my hands reached out of the water<br />
in search for a rescuing heart.<br />
My harlequin tears colored the lake black.<br />
The swans where long gone and with one remaining feather I wrote ...<br />
a symphony with notes never heard before.<br />
The gentle waves of the lake where my staff<br />
and the wind was the director.<br />
The storm in my heart played it so loud that you couldn't deny the cracks in the wall,<br />
the breaking mirrors or the stopping waterfall.<br />
Eventhou you couldn't swim, you jumped into the inc of the lake and found me, still writing.<br />
"Come" was all you said and we where lifted into the moonlight.<br />
The harlequin gave his heart away but kept his smile.<br />
We walked in Paris for a while.<br />
I was on top of the world again.copperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01158566142464016130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843717739565150757.post-1155668969608752252012-02-19T12:39:00.000+01:002012-02-19T12:39:34.639+01:00Just a feeling.Very unlikely. Uncommon.<br />
To go back in time, even much further than the day you were born,<br />
and to feel like you were there when something happened or was created.<br />
To feel a joy or even pain that was someone elses.<br />
A struggle in the mind, a blockage, an explosion of creativity,......<br />
a masterpiece.<br />
Envy is attacking me but in the same time I am greatfull for the experience<br />
and maybe I should find will and courage to write my own little masterpiece.<br />
If I ever want to be remembered after I leave for good this God created place<br />
maybe I should leave behind another creation of His.<br />
I'll take that trip back to the present now and put my minds phrases and strophes on paper<br />
and make up a world where joy is all and all is joy.<br />
You are welcome to visit me there any time.copperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01158566142464016130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843717739565150757.post-59806276834041975222012-02-15T10:22:00.000+01:002012-02-15T10:22:33.033+01:00Secret titleIt had become such a familiar feeling,<br />
a security I never had to think about.<br />
If it was walking, running, jumping...,<br />
your safety net was there to catch me with every fall.<br />
You cleaned my wounds and kissed them.<br />
I didn't get the chance to return the favour<br />
and God knows that was all I wanted.<br />
27 years passed and still not over you.<br />
It's impossible, mom.<br />
Hope to meet you in heaven, one day.copperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01158566142464016130noreply@blogger.com1