Mocking

I was wounder
why life knocks me down, on my way to your misty town,
Why It happens to us all, when it's fated to rise... every time we fall,
Why on every single trip, odds are that we'll slip,
Why through each and every mile.. we must retain our smile
Why we need to get back up and keep on walking when all we receives still talking... Is that how we picture love in a shape of mocking..!

Peaces of dignity

You allowed fears to hinder me within my dreams, I may have been awakened in my life... Awakened from false illusions blinding me, Now I can't allowed myself to view the truth behind that door.
Perhaps true integrity I would have found, Creating a world where I am just another hat with wounded profound.
a large door intently placed half mast, Which knocked me to the ground leaving me to grasp the solar system swirling all around and up above my head and yet...  I in my mind continued to wander amidst confusion and denial.
That love could such a cruel thing intently do.. Until reality made me see the dream was impossible to be accepted too, Until waking to the reality of what a fool I'd been.. I'll wonder what doorways line my path will teach me... how to redeem the wounds with the peaces of dignity still remains.! for you.. you allowed fears to hinder me within my dreams,

Cry without tears... "humble gift for you"

She'
"A relationship is not an account to pay for it, it is a path of feelings that either fill you and the journey continues by sweet need, or you do not fill and change your way"

He'
Fly without wings... Cry without tears...
No tears will fall today, there's no pain i can feel
No more living in dreams, only to live for what is real

No more bowing heart on slavery, no more walking on air ... 
My heart can't take the spare time... to live life without a care

No sun will shine.. No rain will fall
Time to dry out my feeling and to build another wall

So stop all the cars, Turn the light to red, there will be no more falling, this man's heart is dead. 
No tears will fall today, there's no pain i can feel
No more living in dreams, only to live for what is real.
Fly without wings... Cry without tear.


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Apostolia Zoi

Great men are gone

All great men are gone... in them place a small man stands
Siting on a small park bench.. looking down to the ring in his hand
He tries to be brave but he feel so weak
for a hand on his shoulder is what he was seek
but no.. now please.. 
let the wind stop so the leaves can lay on the ground
let the marching band past without making a sound
He wish you were here.. 
because without you glowing up is his greats fear.

unwanted.. isn't

I can't stop thinking of you ... Day and night, Rain or Shine, your are my existence and my wine... The minute without you turned into day, and the seconds with you for a lifetime will last... and i wounder, with all your cheats and deceiving how one's can know the way,
I sit here in the dark just feeling our life slip away... So cold, so empty, so unwanted, And it is not something from out of the dark for I feel like this with all my heart.. Nothing will ever come close to showing you how i really feel, about you... with what is fake and what is real... So,
When winter comes in summer,
When theres will be no love forever,
That's when i stop counting 386 whatever.
I'm sure you've heard these words before, and i know it's hard for you to trust them once more.... You're afraid it all might end.... And your heart is scared of breaking finding nobody to mend,
But you've got to believe me that I'll never leave, and you'll never cry unless i am there with you, I will always be here, And you'll never be without me.
As long as the sun still lights the ski, you will always be in my heart and mind.. yet you must stop all your lies.

the moon and i

In a night full of love, where I'm taken to this far away shore,  In your eyes i met the sea... I lost the will to control myself.... i though my soul to the waves ... I'm drinking and yet still thirsty, this is our story and how it started, see .. see how crazy heart i have, how .. crazy.. my heart is... In loving you.. O
By the lover and wounded low... in the sea of your eyes i fold my love boat hulls into the wind, Moon spent all the night consoling my wounds, he put your picture beside my picture inside the mirror ... O, do you will believe me if i said he start to laugh at me, smiling...and start to ink our story with his beam over the waves,
since that day my heart never came back to its place.. since this time longing to the other shore forbid me from rest,

the see..

 البحر هو داري... هو موطني و جاري
اعشق فيه جنونه و رقته و شجونه
احكي له افراحي و اغرق فيه احزاني
و دائما يسمعني و في سري يحفظني
انه موعد غروب الشمس وقفت امام ذلك البحر...لون غروبك
يا شمس لن استطيع التعبير
كل انسان قبطان في البحر الساكن
قطرة فوق قطرة بحر و حكمة و علم
القشة في البحر يحركها التيار
و الغصن على الشجرة تحركه الريح
و الانسان وحده هو الذي تحركه الارادة

endless peace

Beyond the years ... the soul finally found; That endless peace... for, which it pined a long ago willing for light appears and with a priceless blood shed and tears, when the time finally comes... bright light blind the eye.
Beyond the years the true prayer for to rest the heart beats no more within the breast... gratefully for the darkness became clears, but the truth was beyond night drops tears, beyond thoughts, dreams, beyond the sea even beyond the years...

it's not the poor found the pearl

When we'll follow the stars, we must act as wiser,and we shall need the advice on some concerns in any available corner
So, when it is head of the family who goes further happily, takes none members of family.. in direction,
When the young ones have to be fed and led with security on them journey
So it is not only a matter of pride to provide proof path for there is no fear of death at all, fear is to embarrassment the one we care about, to humiliate ourselves in a world Not discovered .. for when we'll follow the stars, we must act as wiser... So ultimately it is prerogative to behave in a manner to act it would be, as guide and path finder

disappointed

Change comes so fast and leaves so slow, In the deep of my mind I believe that nothing forever last, the same daily question appears beneath dust, 
Am I ready to leave my past..!! 
Am I.. ready for any of this..!
I’m not ready
Not ready to let go
Not ready to give up
Not ready to worry
Not ready to realize things just aren’t going my way that problems just don’t go away
Not ready to cry over death
Not ready to live while counting the minutes waiting to die
Not ready to realize things are never going to be perfect
Not ready to be a leader
Not ever going to follow
Disappointed as I know.

in the eye of the beholder

Without real faithfulness satisfaction, any human can engraved to the seduce of money.
Without real gratefulness for what we have, dignity definitely will lose its meaning under the need willingly..
There is a hope beneath each border, there is a slavery behind impossible order and there is unconditional beautiful love in the eye of the be_holder. Let us open those doors, let us take off masks of vanity, humility for the others with different skin, religions or nationality no more..

the heat of the sea

The heart of a woman is as deep and calm as the sea, you feel the picture, get naked, step away your fears, and then full in the magnificent remarkable feelings with the wet of what beneath is waiting there to see, 
And as far as you can get down as much as you drown deeper, you adorable those old stuff, whispering to your senses,.. To swim with the flow, nothing here to catch...  All forbidden to touch,
The heart of a woman took my breath away

dream in a dream

in the early morning fog, as if in a dream, seeing the morning glories opening, and everything looks so much like spring... and the early morning air brings your scent to me and somehow I know that the voice that I hear in the deep of my graves mind is real...
Yours.. Yours and sincere.
And at the end of your dress there is a light, as if you collect all dawn of life to fight... the innocence of dying
Yet.. Under the ground there is a spirit wounding in the valley of shadows...
To feel or not to feel... in this unmitigated meandering of our bodies... like a wildness in the longing in its readiness for a tenderness kill,
bone in or bone out.... flesh innocent in its fulfillment, in the different colors of our skin
gyrating in the warmth... of our time capsule, waiting...  waiting for an answer..!
to feel or not to feel, the innocence of our dying feelings.. In the early morning fog..  As if in a dream.

dance with me

A beautiful dance will be, if only we could dance together all around this world
A dance of beauty to make this world sing, where enlightenment not just another ring
A dance of love to spread it all over the poverty..where I want is forbidden and the need become forgiven..

I don't know..

You give me that special feeling that I’ve never felt before.
You’re all I want- Nothing less, nothing more.
I fall for you more and more every day.
I don’t want to lose you, no way!
When I’m with you, everything else around disappears.
When I think about not being with you, I break out in tears.
I smile a lot to cover the pain.
I smile so much, some may think I’m insane.
I can’t help but to think about you.
I never know what you’re going to do.
You’re so unpredictable... But it’s ok, it’s cool.
My feelings for you are strong.
Weather we’re just friends, or more, I don’t want anything to go wrong.
I inked my thoughts to show how I feel... But nothing is false, it’s all entirely real.
Why so many? I do not know.
Letting my feelings out of my heart, somehow gives it more room to grow.
I can’t keep everything bottled up inside... My true heart, I shall not hide.

what they accepted and what I always denied

Covering truths with clever lies was what they accepted and what I always denied, fed upon...  towards a large door intently placed half mast, Which knocked me to the ground leaving me to see how I'm not blessed...
The solar system swirling all around and up above my head.. And yet I in my mind continued to wander amidst confusion and denial... That love could such a cruel thing intently do.!
Until reality made me see the dream,
Until waking to the reality of what a fool I'd been,

there is no bubbles inside the mirror

I see you cry from being hurt... Turn away for things equivalent to dirt
I was never there to make you happy ... Never once glanced to catch you laughing
Your days alone and being depressed... Blaming it on work is what I stressed
I never came back to you and shared your tears... I never was caring and soothed your fears
Life crashes down and you always ache, I was so irresponsible and called you my mistake,  I was always trying to make you someone else... Sitting in the corner talking to myself
"I never realized the person I've become... Staring at this mirror on the wall heart beating like a drum
I set everything in front of you and put you in the past... Everyone was first and you were always last, Now... I've come to understand you are all thats left"
Glancing over my mistakes tears rolling to my ches, My stomach is turning over my thoughts sinking in... 0 Blood falling from my nose trickling down my skin. . My eyes are swollen shut from this endless weeping sorrow
Knowing I was fake just for fun, mouth so dry I cannot swallow
tears shed from my selfishness enough for someone to drown
I rest my head in my arm knowing it is the end
No one deserve to be broken stuck with nothing left to mend.

nothing left to mend

My eyes are swollen shut from this endless weeping sorrow,
Knowing I was fake just for fun, mouth so dry I cannot swallow, tears shed from this selfishness enough for someone to drown, I picture in my mind how weak I became with a face of frown,
I rest my head in my arm knowing it is the end, No one deserve to be broken... stuck with nothing left to mend.

love me...

Where we dwell, in holiest bowers, Where angels of light thinking I'm the slower,
Where sighs of devotion and breathings of your sun flowers...
O god, I'm in heaven ... Do not disturb the calm of Lover, It well might deceive such hearts as ours.
Love stood near the shore in silent leaves the cloud fight the tour  with wandering wings, and wounding eyes...
Love now warms thee, waking and sleeping, for he tinges the heavenly fount with his weeping..... Love is the Saint enshrined in thy breast and angels themselves would admit such a guest,  for there will be a time. To saw what was harvest.

drawn out by tears

In the morning of life, when its cares are unknown, And its pleasures in all their new lustre begin.... When we live in a bright beaming world of our own, and the light that surrounds us is all from within;
O... believe me, in that happy time we can love, as in hours of less transport we may, of our smiles, of our hopes.. But affection is truest when these fade away.
When we see the first glory of youth pass us by, like a leaf on the stream that will never return, when our cup, which had sparkled with pleasure so high, then.... , then in the time when affection holds sway, with a depth and a tenderness joy never knew love like that way, and among pleasures, is faith as they, for the love born of Sorrow, like Sorrow, is true.
In climes full of sunshine, though splendid the flowers, the cloud and the mist of our own mind of showers
That call the rich spirit of fragrancy forth.... So it is not 'mid splendour, prosperity, mirth,
That the depth of Love's generous spirit appears when the soul of its sweetness is drawn ... Drawn out by tears.