Under the stars,across the sea
Over waters dark and vast
Out of reach, within your heart
Dream a night,of you and me
Each day afast,the moon and I
Eternities await, until the Time
Of my sweet scorn,I am set free-
Homeward bound and closer to thee.
A bouquet of grammatical errorLatenight Musings. 17 Jan - 20 Jan 2006 Jounal EntriesA bouquet of grammatical error by ~Nobody-In-Particular
hi there- or here or something along those lines.
im going to tell you some rather personal things tonight.
i've been living in a new town for a while now and my whole life and lifestyle has changed. im living the life of a gypsey, one could say. in my free time i read and sleep and go out to wherever something is happening. in my non-free time i do more or less the same. i've become the laziest bastard i know. in three days i watched every movie showing at the local circuit. i eat non-stop and drink before i go to bed and when i wake up in the mornings. im not an alco-holic, im just bored out of my shell. i wish it would rain.
i actually cried for the first time in more than a year when i read Jonathan Livingston Seagull by Richard Bach. its something rather different.
"If our friendship depends on things like space and time, then when we finally overcome space and time, we've destroyed our own brotherhood! But overcome spac
Secret GardenBruce SpringsteenSecret Garden by ~Nobody-In-Particular
She'll let you in her house
If you come knockin' late at night
She'll let you in her mind
If the words you say are right
If you pay the price
She'll let you deep inside
But there's a secret garden she hides
She'll let you in her car
To go drivin' round
She'll let you into the parts of herself
That'll bring you down
She'll let you in her heart
If you got a hammer and a vise
But into her secret garden, don't think twice
You've gone a million miles
How far'd you get
To that place where you can't remember
And you can't forget
She'll lead you down a path
There'll be tenderness in the air
She'll let you come just far enough
So you know she's really there
She'll look at you and smile
And her eyes will say
She's got a secret garden
Where everything you want
Where everything you need
Will always stay
A million miles away..
DreamI wrote this on 18 December 2003 for someone who once meant very much to me, a confidante and friend whose circumstances went from bad to worse very quickly. I never saw her again after she told me about the slimy alien. I was 16 at the time.Dream by ~Nobody-In-Particular
18 December 2003
Dedicated to T, whom I miss dearly and for whom I continue to have endless empathy. She did not deserve what was brought upon her.
I saw a world where we could be free.
I saw it in a dream- destiny.
Where the moonlight penetrates
The forest canopy black
To lighten your perfect visage
The wind in the trees- in your hair
The beauteous knowledge that this life we share
Is one of primal purity and simplicity
This world I see is a perfect world
Where one sleeps bare on the fertile floor
Of pine needles soft as cotton
A world for you and I alone
To spend our eternal lives
I believe this world will find me
But lacking you, it is empty-
As the void left in my soul
By the loss of its fire, that once you fuelled
I ask what good is a life of
Lyrical beautyLater (extract)Lyrical beauty by ~Nobody-In-Particular
Wel wel wel, zo zal dat gaan
En we sterven heel bedaard
Op een donderdag in maart,
tegelijk...daar hecht ik aan.
En als onze aardse last
Met de wereld gaat vergroeien
Zal uit jou een bloempje bloeien,
Een viooltje...dat staat vast
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