Joskus vuosia sitten kirjoitin paljon runoja. Silloin oli seinillä Nyykkäreiden ja Gunnareiden julisteita ja rakkaina harrastuksina taitoluistelu ja jääkiekko. Yhtä kahtaalle (ellei useampaankin suuntaan) on persoonani jakatunut yhä tänäkin päivänä, hassua miten runoilla on taas tarve tulla ulos. Also in English:)
Once I sat on the backseat of a car
I was too scared to think
my heart was trembling
I was too young to realize
the scale of events
the consequences
But I fell in love
*****************************************************************
I'm a story writer
Never ending stories.
Plot thickens
Impossible happens
No ending is satisfying enough
So I keep writing
A complicated web of events
It's the adventure of a lifetime.
******************************************************************
Take me now,
unclear my head.
Make me think
world is an unfair place
for not letting beautiful happen.
*******************************************************************
Being afraid to live
is like choosing to see only a slice of the world.
Only guessing
what is in the shadow of reality.
What if there is another reality?
********************************************************************
Assuming that animals
don't regret
don't carry grudge
don't fail others
don't worry about tomorrow.
But what would be life
never knowing bitter sweet love
never having to fight for your dreams
never feeling like
something beautiful is yet to happen.
*******************************************************************
One life within a life, yet one more
Consumed by creations of my mind,
finding it impossible to settle down and relax.
My life is an adventure:
your fingers softly touching my hair, sun setting on a misty autumn field,
things being revealed for the very first time
or repeated so that they will last and not fade away.
A trip to unknown - a decision to fuck the rules
Keeping my mind and saying yes, when being told otherwise.
When you want too much, you are left with nothing, they say.
When you want a lot, you might get it all, I say.
My mind doesn't mercy me
it forces me to keep balancing on a tightrope.
So consumed by my creations
I sometimes notice they have become real
chapters of my adventure.
Kommentit
Tämän blogin kommentit tarkistetaan ennen julkaisua.