"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

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Black & White

I’m tired of pretending
That my soul didn’t pulverise over you
When you betrayed me.

I’m done with dreaming of deliverance
After you’ve been one side and the other
Of my love universe.

Keep my stolen trust
And the dying smile in the corner of my eyes,
I’ve been only one in your big jar of hearts.

Dazzling pain struck me
I should have never loved you, stranger,
You who’ve never been and will never be true.

Withering days will pass, light will pierce this night
In another life where it will be
Your turn to wander in the dark.

B&W100 words, memyselfandela, January 2014

Photo: Mal Smart


Be

Come back Love,  I have waited for you an eternity. I will wait till I’ll have no more reason to be…

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Where I sit,
my windows burst with agony
only traces left of the sunshine.
Screams of pain,
from the bleeding heart within
smoke raising
from my dying fire,
life in a crude acknowledgement
and in the oblivion of my aching mind.
but all is left is this day,
within.

What is dull for others
is a deep dive in the consciousness for me,
my long-lost confession from deserted lives,
memories filling the deep blue sea
as a storm,
scratching lines on my face
and crevasses in my soul,
harbours of quiet
where sometimes only a lost echo
still lingers.
It is through this singular beauty,
the spark inside the chaos,
that I now witness
the only path that represents
sheer living.

I am consciousness.

Hanged like a shroud
eternity awaits
the sight of a life lived
with passion,
an escape from this colourless dimension
through the fire that burns deep inside every breath.
Madness it is, yet it is life
above just a carcass, into the soul
reborn –
pure existence
erasing all negative just to give life to life itself.

When I will finally open my windows
my silence will flood the outer universes
and my ardent heart
will cast far away the song of this ephemeral moment
so that my reflected souls outside
will know that we only had this day
to be.

Thank you Andre, Vandana and Luna Amara.

222 words, Memyselfandela, January 2014


Lord, come Lord, to see what’s left of people…

One more year has passed… 24 years ago…

memyselfandela

23 years ago….

“It was 23 o’clock. News from Bucharest:
Started in Timisoara with a peaceful demonstration repressed brutally by the system , authorities and security forces, the Romanian revolution spread rapidly throughout the country, the army passed on the side of the civilians on the streets of Timisoara, Sibiu, Bucharest, Brasov and other cities. The number of young people killed and wounded in the fight for freedom continues to grow. ”

Lord, come Lord,
to see what’s left of people…

Nights long and sad
I think of home
And there I see you

There are nights full of dread
For me in the war.
They are nights of tale there for you.
And Lord, for what a life of nightmare.
And for whom they die in vain?
There are nights full of dread
Where I am afraid to scream
Nights of fairytale
of which we no longer know.

Lord…

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Sonata Arctica – The Misery


The One I Love The Most

Love, I never knew how to tell you
How much you’ve hurt me sometimes
I’ve always been there, open and true
Refusing to see the most obvious lies.

Hollow and upset,  I’ve always done my best
To imagine a life for us, smile and be kind
But in the end it all felt like a test
And understanding you slipped out of my mind.

You’ll always be the one hunting for goals
I’ll still try to understand when you got lost
No mountain can fill the gap between our souls
Though you’ll always remain the one I love the most

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100 words

memyselfandela, 2012


Broken Tanka

keep waiting for you
I have just seen your shadow
in my memory
smoke covers the face of the
last pieces of broken dreams

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memyselfandela, 2012


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Bon Jovi – (You want to ) Make a memory

Music video by Bon Jovi performing (You Want To) Make A Memory.
(C) 2007 UMG Recordings, Inc.


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Adam Hurst – Alone

taken from the album “Ruin” (2008)


sunset

another sun dies
flowing slowly
like a drop of blood
over my heart.
still no sign of you
still I miss you in my humble dream
still I forgot the taste of your lips
still I can’t see your eyes
I am tired and a sea of sadness
lies in front of my eyes
whispering songs known
only to you.
I cover my heart
with dead leaves and
lay myself sleep.
sunset


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Sad Romance


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Johnny Hallyday – Marie

“Oh Mary if you just knew
all the bad things they have done to me
Oh Mary if I could
find my rest in your naked arms
my innocence dissapeared
you were for me my last chance
little by little you dissapear
inspite my desperate efforts…

tomorrow will be the big day
I have to proove my bravery
Go on the battle field in the first line
oh my love send me sign…
Oh Mary I will wait
that you come in heaven to find me”


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Lana Del Rey – Summertime Sadness


Eyes


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TOO MANY TEARS – DAVID COVERDALE


salty

this moment slips
on the cheek of time
and dries up
salty memory
my love
pressed flower
between pages two and three
of my sad soul


Summertime Sadness

“Kiss me hard before you go
Summertime sadness
I just wanted you to know
That baby you’re the best

I’ve got that summertime, summertime sadness
S-s-summertime, summertime sadness
Got that summertime, summertime sadness
Oh, oh oh

I think I’ll miss you forever
Like the stars miss the sun in the morning skies
Late is better than never
Even if you’re gone I’m gonna drive, drive

I’ve got that summertime, summertime sadness
S-s-summertime, summertime sadness
Got that summertime, summertime sadness
Oh, oh oh

Kiss me hard before you go
Summer time sadness
I just wanted you to know
That baby you’re the best

I’ve got that summertime, summertime sadness
S-s-summertime, summertime sadness
Got that summertime, summertime sadness…”

Lana Del Ray, Summertime Sadness


without you / fara tine

there’s no drug to cure this pain
this solitude deep inside
there’s no hallucinogen
there’s no hypnosis against it

it is insane to crave for your memory
as if you could heal all my tears
when in fact you are the one
that stabbed me with a smile upon the face

go away, go back, stay alone in the memories
it’s time to close this book
time to stop looking back in anger…
it hurts… yes, but I’m alive, without you

nu exista medicament pentru aceasta durere

pentru aceasta singuratate adanc in mine

nu exista halucinogen

nici hipnoza impotriva ei

 

e nebunie sa tanjesc dupa amintirea ta

ca si cum tu ai putea sa-mi vindeci toate lacrimile

cand de fapt tu esti  acela

care m-a injunghiat cu zambetul pe buze

 

pleaca, intoarce-te, ramai singur in amintiri

e timpul sa inchid aceasta carte

timpul sa nu mai privesc inapoi cu manie….

doare… da, dar sunt in viata, fara tine


misty dream

drifting in the night
stretching my hand to reach you
trapped in misty dream
I always see your shadow
Phoenix rising from ashes

 

 


tomorrow

I light my thoughts one by one
trying to smoke my darkness

my hand burns still on your heart
there, were I stopped pulsating

mountains of unspoken, dead rivers of tears
broken hopeless bridges

mere ordeal suffocating your heartbeat…
close you eyes. rewind. tomorrow we get born again


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Apocalyptica – Bittersweet


Cookie of the day

“Life is perphas after all simply this thing and then the next. We are all of us improvising. We find a careful balance only to discover that gravity or stasis or love or dismay or illness or some other force suddenly tows us in an unexpected direction. We wake up to find that we have changed abruptly in a way that is perculiar and inexplicable. We are constanly adjusting, making it up, feeling our way forward, figuring out how to be and where to go next. We work it out, how to be happy, but sooner or later comes a change-sometimes something small, sometimes everything at once- and we have to start over again, feeling our way back to a provisional state of contentment.”
― Anne GiardiniThe Sad Truth About Happiness


sadness

Pencil Drawing by Asaria Marka, Russia


Proud Of My Broken Heart

“Proud of my broken heart,
since thou didst break it.
Proud of the pain,
I did not feel?
till thee.
Proud of my night,
since thou, with moons,
dos’t shake it.
Not to partake thy passion,
-my humility.”
– Sad Love Poems
by Emily Dickinson


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Negative – Svet Tuge / World Of Sadness

“Tonight she died all my faith
to the last drop is absorbed country
tonight I was alone in the world
deep in the heart are extinguished desire

To live alone in a world of sadness
the desert cold, long nights
even when the days are gray dawn
with such a life

Tonight my eyes turned to heaven
demanded by the star to stand
but all of them fell to the ground
and gave me the strength to admit himself

To live alone in a world of sadness
the desert cold, long nights
even when the days are gray dawn
with such life and death lures me

I live alone in a world of sadness
the desert cold, long nights
even when the days are gray dawn
with such life and death lures me

Tonight the Angels made the wings
turned the other way
and gave me the strength to admit himself

I live alone in a world of sadness
the desert cold, long nights

I live alone in a world of sadness
night long, and me death calling me
night long, and me death calling me”