This is a mans worth (Ins@ne beim dichten)

[-[IoI]-Ins@ne]

Mal meine ersten Stehversuche bei Englisch-Poems (nicht zuletzt angestachelt von einem gewissen Bären *g*)

And now you're gone, this is a mans worth

There was a time,
when a man believed the sun aways to shine,
now take a close look to see
a man, who thought he ought to be free,
but truely he was captured by a might,
of which this man thought it was bright,
fillin' his heart with inner light,
this man promised himselft never to fight,
fighting for his inner peace,
the man was unable to recognize the desease,
growing stronger within his mind,
covered with a man's love which made him blind,
Suddenly it came to it,
to a situation the man could not fit,
his honest love, the strengh of his soul,
broke down when the man's love was stole,
stole by a beast called destiny,
why was this man too foolish to see,
that the beast he believed it was god,
was not his answer, was his blood....


look, don't touch

What would you do,
when you know someone's bad for you?
When you feel she can't deny,
it overcomes you, you begin to cry.
Would you have the courage to flee?
or is it just impossible for you to see,
how weak you are in front of her,
how little she does about you care,
would you put her up high,
make her possible to fly,
even though risking your heart
breaking into thousand pieces apart?
Is anybody worth this pain?
Every single new day you feel you're slain.
Doesn't she feel all the love you gave,
making you to her worthless slave,
Giving all you've got to give,
hoping on, even if
this will be your last thing on earth to do,
before you die, your life's a clue....

[basti-kun]

yeah, basi-san ist trendseter ^^

zu den gedichten:

dein erstes gedicht klingt ziemlich 'heroisch' mit diesem ständigen 'man', ist aber nicht negativ gemeint gibt dem ganzen einen dramatischeren touch.
und nach längerem denken, habe ich nun auch die eltzten beiden zeilen verstanden und muss sagen, dass mir dein gedicht wirklich sehr gut gefällt.

zum zweiten, jetzt wo ich die situation ja kenne....geht es mir umso näher und ich kenne die situation ja ebenfalls... fast, also im grunde schon, ich habe jetzt aber keine lust irgendwas einzuordnen nur soviel, ich verstehe deine gefühle
wir haben hier also eine wechselwirkung ich mit meinen und du mit deinen gedichten, langsam macht mir das ganze angst

[-[IoI]-Ins@ne]

dein erstes gedicht klingt ziemlich 'heroisch' mit diesem ständigen 'man', ist aber nicht negativ gemeint gibt dem ganzen einen dramatischeren touch.

...

Seltsam das du genau dieses Wort "heroisch" benutzt hast, denn genau dieses kam mir auch in den Sinn, als ich das Gedicht schriebt..
Vielleicht ist es dieser Aufbau, dass sich der Mann gegen etwas übermächtiges stellt... najo..

wir haben hier also eine wechselwirkung ich mit meinen und du mit deinen gedichten, langsam macht mir das ganze angst

...

[-[IoI]-Ins@ne]

Ein Neues:

Stay a while and maybe then you will see a different side of me

Once upon a time there was a child,
his childhood was normal and not too wild,
his footsteps took him from mile to mile,
he was always happy and keeping a smile.
But after a while this boy felt something was wrong,
he was searching for answers and becomming so strong,
too strong as a human ought to be,
too strong as the others could prevent not to see,
that his spirit was independent and free.

Now this boy has grown up to a man,
he did his best, made what he can.
But for his destiny he was only a joke,
it made a few games with him until he broke,
for destiny it was always the same,
but for him it was only a shame,
he looked outwards for someone to blame.
As he found out that nobody has guilt,
an all-blocking-wall around his heart was built.
It took a year to break down this wall,
with his strengh and courage it came to a fall,
but after all these effords the man had achieved,
his mind had changed faster he had believed.
Maybe that's why nobody understands him,
because of his face which had become so dim,
because of the people he tried to evade.
Then he found out, that he was the victim of his fade.

With this knowlege he had to live on,
feeling the pain when his love was gone,
he would give his life to forget his fear,
but truely cruel fade was simply to near,
it gave him something he could not kiss,
this was called hope, nothing he would miss.
Because hope is one terrible thing,
it forces him to stand up and sing,
again and again singing his horrible song,
the song of his life, and how it is wrong.
This is a circle which is killing him slow,
because when he reached something, he must let it go,
but letin' go means pulling him down,
into the deep, where he will be drown.
The death, the last way for him to go out,
was refused by the hope of which others are proud,
the only thing he could do now is screaming out loud.
But what do people do when they hear a cry from far away,
they whisper and chatter, but rest where they stay.
So the man was all alone,
prisoner in a game which was not his own,
playing with rules he didn't even know,
that was his life, whereelse shall he go?

[Cool]

Also dein 3. Gedicht hat mir am Besten von allen 3 gefallen Besonders folgende Stellen haben es mir angetan da ich das sehr gut nachempfinden kann weil ich das selbst schon oft genug erlebt habe. Allerdings hätte ich es etwas anders ausgedrückt:

Original geschrieben von -[IoI]-Ins@ne
Because hope is one terrible thing,
it forces him to stand up and sing,
again and again singing his horrible song,
the song of his life, and how it is wrong.

...

Original geschrieben von -[IoI]-Ins@ne

The death, the last way for him to go out,
was refused by the hope of which others are proud,
the only thing could do now is screaming out loud.

...

[-[IoI]-Ins@ne]

Und eines setz ich noch drauf (Cool-zuzwinker)

Living one day

I love the situation when nobody knows,
what the next step will bring and where it goes,
faszinated by your blizzard-blue eyes,
I'm devoured by you, can't feel no lies.
The touch of your lips feels like a cool breeze,
it is good for my heart, even if it will freeze.
Better freeze than burn in hell,
this is my body, my love to sell.
Why is my love so hard and complicated,
you're the only one for me, I'm infatuated.
Of course there is always something against us to say,
but I'm tired of all this rubbish, now I won't go away.
"I won't go away, just hold me tight",
that's all I want to hear from you to sleep good at night,
there's no need for anger, hatred and fight,
just you and me, so dim the light.
These are the things I'm dreaming of,
I'm not asking for the world, I'm asking for love,
a love you will never offer to me,
but I offer it to you, are you to blind to see?
I'm not requesting your life shall be mine,
I only want the best for you, that you will be fine.
Think of what I'm saying, because it is just,
I demand no answer from you, I demand that you trust,
trust in my feelings as they do trust in you,
Open your eyes, it's your turn to do...

[basti-kun]

entschuldige, aber ich kann dazu einfach nichts sagen, dass irgendwie meine jetzige gefühlslage wiederspiegeln könnte, es geht einfach nicht.

[-[IoI]-Ins@ne]

(danke basi!)

stupid, weak little hero

Your look hits me like a cold shower,
crawling up my neck, absorbing my power.
You try to speak normal, but I hear what's behind,
it's your reproach, I am not blind.
But after all that time of killing my soul,
you've succeeded, there's only left a hole,
a dark, mean und hungry place,
hungry for love, honor and grace.
Maybe you can close your eyes,
strenghen your heart with hidden supplies,
but I can see what drove us there,
I must feel the pain because you don't care.
Easily you ask someone simply to stay,
I don't ask for it, I pray.
Pray that somebody hear what I miss,
I don't need a person like you, I need a kiss.
Just one honest kiss to resurrect the way I feel,
to regain my courage and allow my soul to heal.
By desperating my soul you've done a big mistake,
you've lost the opportunity to earn love and not fake,
maybe it was not really your fault,
how could it be with your smile as bright as gold...
But now it is my decision, it is too late,
don't try to hold me, I will not aid.
Maybe this will be the last time I see your tears,
it is a shame that I won't be there to distract your fears,
but I won't be the hero beside your sleep,
even if I'm searching for someone, something to keep,
you won't be my one to be protected,
even if I'm the one who's infected,
infected by a love which should make me fly,
but I'm grounded in the dark, please don't let me die...

[-[IoI]-Ins@ne]

(wie scheisse kann es einem eigentlich gehen, dass er ein trauriges Gedicht nach dem anderen postet und ein Ende noch nicht abzusehen ist?)

lost reflextions

Today I looked in the mirror when I saw a dim face,
so full of pain, sadness and without any grace.
After I saw that, I know it was true,
that this person was cold and embittered because of you.
What I saw when I looked in these eyes,
was not a brave hero, it was a boy who cries,
He cried because is body was one single pain,
he shouted for help, but become only insane.
As I looked deeper in this eyes full of fear,
something broke in me, I could not cry one single tear.
Now I'm asking what is this for,
why does he stand here, inside my mirror?
I don't want to see this face, I want to run away,
but my spirit was captured, my legs want to stay.
"Dare you to run away from me, I've got something to tell",
these words were not mine, they came from hell.
From a hell inside the mirror, as far as I've seen,
this hell was my face, it must it has been.
This face began to tell me a tragic story,
the story of a man and how he felt sorry.
Sorry because he opened his heart for a girl,
she was his holy treasure, his valuable pearl.
He would have given his life to save her smile,
but before she realized that, it took her a while.
In this time she saw him as a friend,
as a lovely guy her god had sent,
a guy who's there when she needed his touch,
a guy who disappaers when it's her too much.
She never thought this guy could have feelings as well,
she never knew she put him into heaven into hell.
Well, someday it came to it,
to that relation the guy could not fit,
he told her he wished to be more than her friend,
the answer was no, so it came to an end.
An end with two loosers desterny's proud of,
one lost his friend, the other his love.
Now both of them are hiding there feelings and are all alone,
too proud to admit needing each other, too weak to make it on there own.
How it will go on with them, the mirror kept as a secret,
but I fear the answer as I'm now lying in my bed.
I don't know if I can stand up,
trying my feelings for you to stop,
because every single new morning,
I must hear this story, hear this warning.
The warning from the mirror not to be fooled by this horrible game,
but I'm inside it, it is always the same.
Can't go back, can't stand, I must go on,
over and over again hearing that you're gone,
but obviously you're saved in my head,
so I admit I must be really in love, or simply dead.



Vielleicht mein letztes Gedicht, ich habe es satt so zu denken, so zu fühlen und so zu leben...

[-[IoI]-Ins@ne]

Mal in eine andere Richtung...
(Mega-Mutmachen-nicht-vorwerfen-Gedicht!)

Don't say

I write this poem for me to think back,
back to my history which is coloured black,
black because since the moment I was born,
my future was fixed up, my life torn.
Maybe I'm too young to have this attitude,
but I'm sorry my friends, I'm not cute.
Don't say this is the wrong direction,
because I know someday there will be a reflextion.
A reflextion telling me that I was right,
appreciating the things I've done to make me bright.
Don't say my life was so horrible because of me,
because I looked behind that vision my life ought to be.
That vision showed me a life which is not mine,
showed me a life where I meant to be fine.
But honestly, I didn't liked that vision very much,
because that was a life without any touch.
Don't say I can make it on myself,
because I will not believe you, I'm still older than twelve.
But I know what you meant with "I can make it through",
you thought back on your life, didn't you?
But our life is not completely the same,
I might be weak, that's not a shame.
But I am strong enough to admit that I am weak,
because there's enough courage in me, I must not seek.
Don't say that the only difference,
is simply just my endurance.
Because I fought life 'till I'm able to think,
I don't exaggerate, my life's not so pink.
Of course I was not conscious about that fact,
what I've done something for, or why did I act.
Now I know I did it for my conviction,
not for others plessure or just one fiction.
Don't say I must change to live on,
because there are 15 years 'till now and I'm still not gone.
Time by time it seems I must give up,
but truely there's nothing on this earth which could make me stop.
Did I say, I'm not twelve to believe in this?
Well, my mind refuses to believe in a world full of bliss.
But I'm not refusing that somebody will be there,
someone only for me, that I will be happy because she care.
So, don't say that you haven't known,
that humans should be together, not alone.

[-[IoI]-Ins@ne]

unsaid

Like an angel, so vulnerable and thin,
last night it took place, where it all begin.
Deep within my broken heart,
I memorized a feeling soft and so smart,
not love, of course, this I left behind,
I'm thinking of something negativ, not kind.
Negativ for me, because it reminds me on something I've lost,
at a young, innocent love, no limits and without any cost'.
Touching, strokeing, hugging, kissing, thats all you both do,
no eyes for another friend, just the two of you.
What I see in your eyes, deep blue an so warmhearted,
is happyness, trust, and the hope a real love had started.
Don't think I'm jealous, I'm gracious about that fact,
I appreciate your friend, he is nice, I like how he act.
But today the only thing I can think of,
is me being alone, not on you or your love.
I know, for you this is not very just,
I want to thank you for your honestly and that you trust.
We don't know each other, but behave as we do,
time by time it is hard, but feels true.
This strange feeling, talking with someone without knowing her good,
telling my most secret, and knowing you understood.
After all, being a loser like me has also a good side,
I can show real friends which made me pride.
Love, of course, that's why I call myself a loser,
because after that much women I'm still waiting for a cure.
Look at me, my appearance and body looks pretty good,
is my charakter bad, after such a childhood?

[-[IoI]-Ins@ne]

Traditionsbruch mal mit deutschem Gedicht

Dem Himmel so nah

Wie schmerzhaft, der Wolken graues Trübsal,
gepinselt schwarz und gezeichnet von Qual.
Wie das Leben, so ewig grau und trist,
nur ein letzter goldener Schein gewährt der Hoffnung Frist,
damit versucht der Mensch der Dunkelheit zu entkommen,
und erfährt eine Einsicht, als der höchste Berg erklommen.
Der Mensch kann über das Meer der Wolken ragen,
jedoch leben kann er oben nicht, muss sich unter ihnen plagen.
Im Moment der Erleuchtung, am Gipfel der Hoffnung dem Himmel so nah,
wurde sein Geist geläutert von dunklen Wolken, damit er endlich sah.
Gottes Atem wird zum Wind und durchdringt die Herzen,
er bewegt die Wolken, verursacht oder lindert damit Schmerzen.
Nun frage nicht, warum der Tag der Nacht weicht,
warum manche Gewässer tief sind, andere nur seicht.
Die Antwort liegt in dir, in deiner Seele,
nicht in den Wolken oder in fremder Kehle.
Vertraue dem Wind, lass dich von ihm leiten,
denn selbst ohne Licht wird er dich begleiten,
durch Nacht und Dunkelheit gibt er dir seinen Segen,
entfacht die Flamme in deinem Herzen selbst bei Regen.
Damit du erkennst, es fühlst einmal im Leben,
wie es ist, über den Wolken zu schweben.

[sp]

...

VERY Impressive

...

[-[IoI]-Ins@ne]

You're no fallen angel

They told me I should go on,
they told me always to be strong,
they told me never to look back,
they told me my soul's not black.
They told me an unknown fact,
they told me they like how I act.

But I told them, this is not true,
the only thing I'm proud of is you.
But you told me, I'm too good for you,
that the only thing you can possibly do,
Is using me, hating me, killing me,
until I got nowhere else to flee,
except fleeing to you, captured by your charm,
where I'm the helpless victim you can harm.

Because you are a beautiful fallen Angel,
you make sure others to follow you into hell,
because you think you're cursed, damned, infected
by a desease which should not be protected,
you think you're forced to die alone,
to give in or make it on your own.

And that's what you're suppost to think all night long,
and that's what others call an unholy song,
a nightmare, endlessly forcing pain and sorrow,
break you down when you think on tomorrow.

Everytime I think on you, your face,
your tears dropping with angels grace,
I can't believe you're fallen out of the sky,
no, I believe you're up there, very high.

[-[IoI]-Ins@ne]

Don't lie to death

Yesterday, the end of your life had taken it's place,
you're knocking on heavens door while I look in your face,
so dead, pale, blank, unforgetable for me,
your eyes wide open, but unable to see,
the dim expression of my eyes,
the slightly memory of your lies.
You bastard promised me never to leave me alone,
that you'll be there, never left me on my own.
you damn liar swore to be my wings when I fall down,
you swore to resurrect my life when I'll be drown,
you said you'll always be there to distract my fears,
now aren't you able to, your face under my tears.
I loved you, I still do, but I never told,
now I'm standing here, your cold hands to hold.
Run away with my hope, run away with my heart,
now I can't follow you, we're drifting apart.
I wished I could, damn god, I swear I would
correct what desterny had completly misunderstood,
we both ought to be here, lying on the ground,
not me standing here, hearing your voice resound
in my head, an unbroken echo driving me mad,
paralysing my feelings, making my soul bad.
Why weren't we able, just as long as you lived,
to talk it all over, before we started to drift?
We were up high, or deep down low,
shared both, happiness and sorrow,
and even if the greatest wave shall fall,
we stood together, high up and tall.
You were my life, and i lost it with you,
now everything's meaningless, nothing seems true,
my body is empty, my soul has gone away,
my spirit was captured, nothing to say.
They told me time is able to heal every wound,
yeah, really, that's great, just then another round?
Die to become forgetten, forget to stay alive,
beautiful vicious circle, sharper than a knife,
cutting you sanity into little, dirty pieces,
each of it infected by foreign deseases,
one by fear, the other by love,
darkness is all what they're consisting of.
You are a prisoner, you can't break out,
because of your feelings you have to shout,
noone can help you, not even you will,
you're blind and want your pain to kill,
to burn out all what makes you feel,
mabye then, your soul returns to heal,
what had been destroyed as you heard his last breath,
when it had come to take him, his death.

[-[IoI]-Ins@ne]

Untitled

Looking down into the deeps, so cold and dark,
devouring every light, every ray, every spark,
a frightening place, even if you look from high above,
soon you'll be falling down, nothing rest to laugh.
It's not like you want it, you're forced to jump,
your heart's captured by eternity, inside you feel so numb,
you must change this life, there is no other way,
you would sacrifice you friends, you would betray,
just to stop this pain aching you, to burn you out,
you need no more reason to cry or to shout,
because inside you're dead, you're lost, you're alone,
outwards there's nothing to live for, as your life has shown,
you don't want to fight any more, just to give up,
no matter if you're the winner or loser, just want it to stop,
for every price, so you choose the cliff to jumb down,
now you're falling, hoping your feelings will be drown
in the ocean you filled with your own tears,
under the surface of water, you feel your fears.
Every time when you try to gasp for air,
you sank deeper, smothered in despair.
This pain will never stop, it seemed to be a nightmare,
but nobody can mend the torn world you're in, nor care.
You've been so naive, now you've learned how to bleed,
prisoner in this bloody ocean, the only thing you need
is to walk away from all these walls caving you in,
but you're not able to, only hurting your white skin
by running against these walls, because every single step you take,
forces another terrifying round, another cruel mistake,
because since the day of your birth, everything had gone wrong,
because you've been caught in a web, suffered for too long,
all life you've been fighting against these chains to become free,
but you have never truely achieved it, just now you can see,
that even your suffering was nothing but meaningless,
you're life is over, I've known it before, I confess.

[-[IoI]-Ins@ne]

Drive (by Incubus)

Sometimes I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear
And I can't help but ask myself how much I'll let the fear take the wheel and steer
It's driven me before , and it seems to have a vague , haunting mass appeal
But lately I am beginning to find that I should be the one behind the wheel
Whatever tomorrow brings , I'll be there with open arms and open eyes
So if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive ?
It's driven me before and it seems to be the way that everyone else gets around
But lately I'm beginning to find that when I drive myself my light is found
So whatever tomorrow brings , I'll be there with open arms and open eyes
Would you kill the Queen to crush the hive ?
Would you choose water over wine , hold the wheel and drive ?

[-[IoI]-Ins@ne]

just another story

I am sitting here, thinking about you,
about the things we both used to do,
while the fallen moonlight is waiting to shine,
I can not bear writing line over line.
How thousand lives had made me colder,
for so long eternity felt endlessly colder,
when nothing appeared to make sence, everythings was a mess,
my life, my love, my fate seemed to be hopeless, I confess.
I was down, drown, bruised, destroid and blown away,
I was searching for reasons but none demanded me to stay,
so I drifted apart, away from that person I ought to be,
became a lost embittered reflexion of mine, nowhere to flee.
I ended alone, instead of fighting for the courage to stand up,
I gave in, vulnerable, weak and hoping somehow this pain would stop,
but it did not, after that I became emotionless and bad
nobody was able to recognize it, but inside I felt so sad.
Now this tragic little story might have been over,
but I must admit, everything changed since I met her.
I cant tell you what the hell had driven me,
out of coincidence, luck or whatever I picked out she,
that girl I saw this night for the first time in my life,
(later she even manipulated me to enjoy dancing jive)
was faszinating me, unbearable not starring into her eyes,
even I felt insecure, when she seemed to recognize all the lies,
which I told myself just to prevent losing my control,
but now I admit, it happened again, affectionate soul,
now I can not prevent smiling at her, I am addicted,
I can't be down when I'am with her, my mind conflicted
but she is also the reason I write this poem for you tonight,
because you're that girl, you're the one who make me feel bright.
I am confused, I thought I rest sad whatever it might cost,
but you resurrected something in me I thought I have lost,
so I am writing this poem to you,
because we don't know each other, but behave as we do,
sometimes it is hard, but now it feels so true,
thank you!

[-[IoI]-Ins@ne]

Ist zwar nicht von mir, gehört trotzdem irgendwie hier rein ^^

Eyes on me (FFVIII)

Whenever sang my songs
On the stage, on my own
Whenever said my words
Wishing they would be heard
I saw you smiling at me
Was it real or just my fantasy
You'd always be there in the corner
Of this tiny little bar

My last night here for you
Same old songs, just once more
My last night here with you?
Maybe yes, maybe no
I kind of liked it your way
How you shyly placed your eyes on me
Oh, did you ever know?
That I had mine on you
Darling, so there you are
With that look on your face
As if you're never hurt
As if you're never down
Shall I be the one for you
Who pinches you softly but sure
If frown is shown then
I will know that you are no dreamer

So let me come to you
Close as I wanted to be
Close enough for me
To feel your heart beating fast
And stay there as I whisper
How I loved your peaceful eyes on me
did you ever know
That I had mine on you
Darling, so share with me
Your love if you have enough
Your tears if your're holding back
Or pain if that's what it is
How can I let you know
I'm more than the dress and the voice
Just reach me out then
You will know that you're not dreaming
Darling, so there you are
With that look on your face
As if you're never hurt
As if you're never down
Shall I be the one for you
Who pinches you softly but sure
If frown is shown then
I will know that you are no dreamer

[-[IoI]-Ins@ne]

Tears don't lie

My eyes are open, but there are no emotions,
One wish, now burned
One tear, just for you.
Happy about that, aren't you?
I hate you like no-one else,
just because I can't force feelings
I mean, I was so sure about you,
every breath, every damn lie felt so true
but now, it's over again,
like it always is
Yeah world, look at me,
I hope you're happy because what you see,
is nothing else but a broken man,
who curse his damn fate, while his crying to die,
insanity drives him to laugh,
devil's face grins at him,
but nothing anymore matters, nothing anymore make sense,
but you can behave as if everythings ok,
I don't care any more,
I'm alone again, as I was it all my life long
I'm alone again, as I'm used to live,
I'm alone again, as I feel when I look in your eyes,
I'm alone again.