Archive for the ‘poetry’ Category

Lumea in care traim …
Septembrie 13, 2012

„…just like when the guys built the
dam at otter creek and all the
water backed up
deep enough to dive …”

The Dam At Otter Creek – Live

 

 

 

 

sursa imagini : Byaki

Eye Contact 73
Septembrie 3, 2011

 

 

 

 

 

 sursa imagini : internet

Moon …
Iunie 17, 2010

sursa imagine : kolyan

„Always trying to catch the moon
Sailing on the winds of desolation
Horizon’s my destination
Through tears I see that
the moon slowly sets
And another attempt has failed…
The waves of the sea drawn to the moon
Like lovers they meet
Carry the light to a distant unknown
Catch it if you can
Always will there be the stars
Always will there be the moon
Always will there be the rocks
Will I always be alone? „

The Gathering
„Stonegarden”

Eye contact 3
Aprilie 26, 2010

sursa imagini : spynet & webpark

Eye contact
Martie 7, 2010


sursa imagini : 2krota

Eminescu
Ianuarie 15, 2010

15 Ianuarie 1850 – 15 Iunie 1889

Din noaptea …

Din noaptea vecinicei uitări
În care toate curg,
A vieţii noastre dezmierdări
Şi raze din amurg,

De unde nu mai străbătu
Nimic din ce-au apus –
Aş vrea odată-n viaţă tu
Să te înalţi în sus.

Şi dacă ochii ce-am iubit
N-or fi de raze plini,
Tu mă priveşte liniştit
Cu stinsele lumini.

Şi dacă glasul adorat
N-o spune un cuvânt,
Tot înţeleg că m-ai chemat
Dincolo de mormânt.

Night
Decembrie 27, 2009

Those who never was born
but whose darkness eternally
devastated the goodness built up through milleniums
No time passed, our victory is eternal
Our scorn, our silence…
A heart dies drowning in the night’s blood
Everlasting malice for the wicked soul
Can’t resist the night’s sweet blood …

Dissection – „Night’s Blood”

2:57 – 4:30 – pur si simplu cea mai buna piesa black metal compusa vreodata … correct me if i’m wrong 🙂

Poza de la miezul noptii : Perfection
Decembrie 23, 2009

sursa : internet

END
Decembrie 1, 2009

image credits : Lev Savitsky

” underneath the mask you’ve buried yourself into

it’s coal black

i am tired of the gulping that you do

every day a new face

what if i unscrew

your own identity?

wouldn’t you guess there’s nothing left of you?

the quick sand of life drags us

down into the circle

one day. I might not catch you

i feel sorry for what you try to do

breaking others down. to try and to pursue

Your own selfish interests

i am starting to get sick of you

whatever happened ever since you left

you make yourself and me look like fouls …

THE GATHERING – ELEANOR

Sadness …
Septembrie 25, 2009

SPAIN/

” When I born, I Black,
When I grow up, I Black,
When I go in Sun, I Black,
When I scared, I Black,
When I sick, I Black,
And when I die,
I still black..

And you White fella,
When you born, you Pink,
When you grow up, you White,
When you go in Sun, you Red,
When you cold, you Blue,
When you scared, you Yellow,
When you sick, you Green,
And when you die, you Gray…
And you calling me Colored ?? ”

poem cu autor incert. se presupune ca a fost scris de un copil african.

Vampyr
Septembrie 24, 2009

vampyrsursa imagine : copypast 

„But first, on earth as Vampire sent,
Thy corpse shall from its tomb be rent:
Then ghastly haunt thy native place,
And suck the blood of all thy race;
There from thy daughter, sister, wife,
At midnight drain the stream of life;
Yet loathe the banquet which perforce
Must feed thy livid living corpse.
Thy victims are they yet expire
Shall know the demon for their sire,
As cursing thee, thou cursing them,
Thy flowers withered on the stem.”
 

The Giaour by Lord Byron

how fragile we are
Septembrie 21, 2009

fragile1

If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one
Drying in the colour of the evening sun
Tomorrow’s rain will wash the stains away
But something in our minds will always stay
Perhaps this final act was meant
To clinch a lifetime’s argument
That nothing comes from violence and nothing ever could
For all those born beneath an angry star
Lest we forget how fragile we are

On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are how fragile we are

fragile2

Fragile” lyrics by Sting

sursa imagini : cmexota (art of Mohammad Ahmed Fikree )

Invictus
Septembrie 20, 2009

invictus

WILlIAM E. HENLEY-„INVICTUS

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

posted by Babitz

sursa imagine : artfile 

Skellig
Septembrie 20, 2009

Loreena McKennitt – „Skellig”

O light the candle, John
The daylight has almost gone
The birds have sung their last
The bells call all to mass

Sit here by my side
For the night is very long
There’s something I must tell
Before I pass along

I joined the brotherhood My books were all to me
I scribed the words of God
And much of history

Many a year was I
Perched out upon the sea
The waves would wash my tears,
The wind, my memory

I’d hear the ocean breathe
Exhale upon the shore
I knew the tempest’s blood
Its wrath I would endure

And so the years went by
Within my rocky cell
With only a mouse or bird
My friend; I loved them well

And so it came to pass
I’d come here to Romani
And many a year it took
Till I arrived here with thee

On dusty roads I walked
And over mountains high
Through rivers running deep
Beneath the endless sky

Beneath these jasmine flowers
Amidst these cypress trees
I give you now my books
And all their mysteries

Now take the hourglass
And turn it on its head
For when the sands are still
‘Tis then you’ll find me dead

O light the candle, John
The daylight is almost gone
The birds have sung their last
The bells call all to mass

sursa versuri : sing365

Dargaard…
Septembrie 2, 2009

CVMsursa imagine : artfile

„Wich way is the right path, as I stand upon

this chaotic crossroad of hate…

How many ways are there to roam

on this dark and damned road of Fate… ”

„There are many ways , my son,

to find where the souls of Demons remain…

But it takes only one second of despair and of doubt

until at last , your soul, they will gain…

Inherit these lands, these things, these dreams

that are yours, forever, to adore…

For there is no life, in the depths of chaos, my son

for you to explore…”