Submissions by jesper
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
20th Jan 2015 5:40pm
20th Jan 2015 5:40pm
Commonwealth
Have you ever thought how it`s being a tree?
Have you ever tried to feel own majesty?
Like a red orchid you spread your wings.
Like a black poison kill all my means.
As though you have taken all pictures of yours,
Please, take your place by the far-far stalls.
And watch to the play written by own,
But actors somehow accidentally drown.
Hear to the wind whispering truth,
Let your hair to be tightly loose.
Feel the flavour of summer rain,
While getting own homeland by an old train.
I`m the horseman who looks to west,
You are the white eagle...
Have you ever tried to feel own majesty?
Like a red orchid you spread your wings.
Like a black poison kill all my means.
As though you have taken all pictures of yours,
Please, take your place by the far-far stalls.
And watch to the play written by own,
But actors somehow accidentally drown.
Hear to the wind whispering truth,
Let your hair to be tightly loose.
Feel the flavour of summer rain,
While getting own homeland by an old train.
I`m the horseman who looks to west,
You are the white eagle...
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SELF POEM
Published
10th Jan 2015 5:24pm
10th Jan 2015 5:24pm
Begging you, lovely Fall
Please, don`t blink,
As I miss you all.
Please, don`t think,
Just trust me at all.
Please, don`t mind,
It makes my soul hollow.
Please, be totally right,
As I believe you to try.
Please, bother me when you want,
I will stant by your hand as a wall.
Please, let me come in,
I will protect your inner sin.
Please, listen to all words I say,
As you`re the only who I can anticipate.
Please, let me warm-up your heart,
All my deeds will be like hearth.
Please, let me take you by hand,
And I will...
As I miss you all.
Please, don`t think,
Just trust me at all.
Please, don`t mind,
It makes my soul hollow.
Please, be totally right,
As I believe you to try.
Please, bother me when you want,
I will stant by your hand as a wall.
Please, let me come in,
I will protect your inner sin.
Please, listen to all words I say,
As you`re the only who I can anticipate.
Please, let me warm-up your heart,
All my deeds will be like hearth.
Please, let me take you by hand,
And I will...
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SELF POEM
Published
8th Jan 2015 6:15pm
8th Jan 2015 6:15pm
The Condemnation pt.II
I have hollow dusky souls,
I am full of all these oughts,
As they are just empty words.
You promise and hereupon,
I feel myself like being undone.
The healing wind, I hope to come,
Emerge with you, but I am gone.
I am all in you, within your hands,
I`m waiting faith to bring my strengths.
I`d like to live in your sight-range,
But you simply rearrange.
Only twists, corrupts my soul,
All the dignity I`ve grown.
So you brought so much disgrace,
But I love your eyes of pure green-grace.
The condemnation longs to end,
So I hope you...
I am full of all these oughts,
As they are just empty words.
You promise and hereupon,
I feel myself like being undone.
The healing wind, I hope to come,
Emerge with you, but I am gone.
I am all in you, within your hands,
I`m waiting faith to bring my strengths.
I`d like to live in your sight-range,
But you simply rearrange.
Only twists, corrupts my soul,
All the dignity I`ve grown.
So you brought so much disgrace,
But I love your eyes of pure green-grace.
The condemnation longs to end,
So I hope you...
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SELF POEM
Published
8th Jan 2015 6:13pm
8th Jan 2015 6:13pm
The Condemnation pt.I
Have no feelings of my own,
Have no visions of your souls.
Have no questions and no answers,
There is nothing more to say.
I have waited for a while,
You dropped down me like a pile.
When I knocked at you white door,
You kept silent, therefore…
Like non-melting dazzling glacier,
You destroy each drop of mercy.
Your eyes cold and shiny, piercing..
Burns my soul in this affliction.
Green as grace, as marsh as wildness,
But it is for me like blindness.
Hope you read this ‘billets doux’,
As my heart is now to go.
Have no visions of your souls.
Have no questions and no answers,
There is nothing more to say.
I have waited for a while,
You dropped down me like a pile.
When I knocked at you white door,
You kept silent, therefore…
Like non-melting dazzling glacier,
You destroy each drop of mercy.
Your eyes cold and shiny, piercing..
Burns my soul in this affliction.
Green as grace, as marsh as wildness,
But it is for me like blindness.
Hope you read this ‘billets doux’,
As my heart is now to go.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Jan 2015 1:24pm
6th Jan 2015 1:24pm
Epilogue
I hear the heart that beats you.
I hear the wind you listen to.
I feel the eas your spirit has.
I see your ears, which listen to me too.
I contemplate the grace you bear.
I want your soul, oh how I dare?
I see you treasure of my own.
I feel you looking when I`m frown.
I mean your walking on my field.
Invitin` your help on castle-built.
I know the path you brought to me.
But whether be, or not to be?
I want your heart to follow thy,
Through all the roads we are going by.
I see your sight when angry I`m.
You are walking on the...
I hear the wind you listen to.
I feel the eas your spirit has.
I see your ears, which listen to me too.
I contemplate the grace you bear.
I want your soul, oh how I dare?
I see you treasure of my own.
I feel you looking when I`m frown.
I mean your walking on my field.
Invitin` your help on castle-built.
I know the path you brought to me.
But whether be, or not to be?
I want your heart to follow thy,
Through all the roads we are going by.
I see your sight when angry I`m.
You are walking on the...
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DARK POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2015 12:02pm
3rd Jan 2015 12:02pm
the Winter of Ragnarok
In deep and long, the Pollar night,
When frost set in, to make us hide.
The Sun is gone and field undone,
And Odin`s son has done no gun.
Fehnrir, the Wolf drenched up in fears,
While earth was tremmbling up to ears.
In thunder claps one heared our Thor,
Defending Battle of the World.
But then he fell into the snow,
And wind has covered him upon.
The life consumed this strike in `lbow,
While season`s sleeping being icecrowd.
And now it snows with frozen flakes,
And Nature waits for Gods it makes.
With skies above and hope in heart,...
When frost set in, to make us hide.
The Sun is gone and field undone,
And Odin`s son has done no gun.
Fehnrir, the Wolf drenched up in fears,
While earth was tremmbling up to ears.
In thunder claps one heared our Thor,
Defending Battle of the World.
But then he fell into the snow,
And wind has covered him upon.
The life consumed this strike in `lbow,
While season`s sleeping being icecrowd.
And now it snows with frozen flakes,
And Nature waits for Gods it makes.
With skies above and hope in heart,...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Dec 2014 2:07pm
29th Dec 2014 2:07pm
Ledy Fall
Foliage in her hair,
That i see.
Like a light leaf,
Dyed in red.
Her hair falls on my hand.
Foliage in her hair,
That i feel.
Veiled but bright,
Red and tranquil,
Wild but calm,
Lady Fall is…
Give me a sign,
Give me a sight,
Give me a touch,
To your…
Oh my pride,
She is like a bride,
Covered by veil of autumn leaves.
That i see.
Like a light leaf,
Dyed in red.
Her hair falls on my hand.
Foliage in her hair,
That i feel.
Veiled but bright,
Red and tranquil,
Wild but calm,
Lady Fall is…
Give me a sign,
Give me a sight,
Give me a touch,
To your…
Oh my pride,
She is like a bride,
Covered by veil of autumn leaves.
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SELF POEM
Published
29th Dec 2014 2:05pm
29th Dec 2014 2:05pm
Grace-green sweater. Red-spur hair.
Norwegian wood,
I want to be under your hood.
I want to live under your Sun,
That appears only when Iˊm gone.
Even in moss,
I am ready to bloss.
Even in fear,
I am ready to veer.
Norwegian wood,
I want to feel all your mood.
I want to hug all your spur,
That are as red as my blood.
Even with bleed,
I am ready to heed.
Even being blind,
I am ready to mind.
Norwegian wood,
I want to live under your hood.
But tell me, my heart,
Why you do so much hurt.
I want to be within your hands,
Being embraced by all...
I want to be under your hood.
I want to live under your Sun,
That appears only when Iˊm gone.
Even in moss,
I am ready to bloss.
Even in fear,
I am ready to veer.
Norwegian wood,
I want to feel all your mood.
I want to hug all your spur,
That are as red as my blood.
Even with bleed,
I am ready to heed.
Even being blind,
I am ready to mind.
Norwegian wood,
I want to live under your hood.
But tell me, my heart,
Why you do so much hurt.
I want to be within your hands,
Being embraced by all...
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