"Here is my secret. It is very simple: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.."- Antoine de Saint Exupéry

Archive for January 10, 2013

Radiohead – Creep


Breathe

I’ve just kissed you, yet seeing you go
makes it feel like eternity till
you’ll be back here again.

Feelings are heavy for my shoulders to bear
still I find the ground before I start falling
just to catch my breath.

Breathe, yes, breathe.
Don’t forget to breath, love,
I’m so in love with you.

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memyselfandela, 2013


Thought

 

 


Blue Jeans Haiku

107

Blue jeans, the symbol
of your free mind and soul. In
them I want you all.
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memyselfandela, 2013


Image

Silence

68


Santa Muerte

santa muerte

Spent ages of solitude waiting for your delivery
black faithful angel
your embrace to lift all pain
and to open the door to the other side,
Santa Muerte

Your power reigns over creatures,
most fear you,
some desperately wanting to live forever
some hoping for your merciful hand
to free them from sorrow.

No longer asking for your embrace
Not afraid of your shadow
for Love shines in me stronger than all suns.
You can’t have my heart anymore
for you have never loved.

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memyselfandela, 2013


Music for My Heart


Within

woman-black-and-white

It’s my loner choice and pride
to keep my fire and death within myself.
I don’t fantasize about life or love
nor about passion
I live straight , I love fully, I burn.

It’s because it is all within me
that I need not look somewhere else.
I’ll hide the blooming heart, the dancing fire
and all my dying veins
deep within this soul.

I will not tell you where I hide my soul.
Maybe under the darkest rock,
maybe at the end of the galaxy
where I’ve been created by
the Allmighty hand.

No need for dons to lead my life, nor for princes to save me,
I can’t stand charming lies, for I’ve heard them all.
No need for fantasies to kidnap my heart and soul,
Nor for anyone’s pity, nor for my own regrets.
I live for truth , feelings and facts.

Nobodies slave, I’ll keep my head high
What am I worth if I’m not even true?
I can look in the mirror without fears,
I am myself, and in this solitude
I feel, therefore I am.

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memyselfandela, 2013