Here I Stand Besides you
Don't आप Even Realized That I Fight with Myself???????
against all the Reality that Can tore My souls..
I Can't make the loosing Fight with my own Hearth Beating..that was you...
आप filling the hole that burned deep inside my Death Hearth,,
आप MAke it Beating...
Flushing,,,
takes Me to the first Sunshines after my Nightmare..
Im Afraid..
I CAn't Imagine..
I CAn't Cope This..
How Can I Let My Self Flying high falling Free in Your Life,,then times awaits Me for hitting The Ground???????

Will I Survived from it?
Will I Still Have this beating then?
Help Me,,
Don't Let Me hit the Pain,,anymore..

Im Loosing,,Far Before The war Is Over..
Im in yours Now..
tie in ever single things आप Make

आप hold my Life's String..
Up....Down.... Lower...

आप Stealing The best PArt Of Me..you Take it with आप Now..
Now...
Im Nothing
Im Loosing this fight against my Self..
I Let My Self Falling In प्यार With आप

This is how it was meant
to be, I assume.


आप and I,
two different beings,
and yet, so connected.


Your thoughts,
so confusing for others,
but for me,
so known.


I can feel your words,
the emptiness that
sleeps inside you,
I can feel.
The silence in your
voice,
I can hear.


आप and I,
as if we are from
the different worlds,
and yet,
we understand each other.
At one point, we do.


That mystery
in your eyes,
magic in your words
I can touch,
though आप let me not.
आप won't let it,
that tear in my eyes
must me held,
आप won't let me
feel the sadness.


I hold my tears
for you,
I want to be peaceful,
I want आप to be
touched द्वारा the breeze
I'm sending,
so आप could feel me,
so आप could feel me.


आप and I,
so different,
and yet, connected
द्वारा the thoughts
that are known to ourselves.

The Yule Forest



A time of darkness & death
Nature will blow it's frigid breath
As the Mighty Oak trees shed their last leaves
While the जानवर burrow beneath
As the Earth Weeps

High in the endless black sky
The cold full moon shines
It's phantom rays
Through the forest of skeletons
Brittle arms shiver to the sound
of the Wolf's howl
The Guardian

A horned shadow in the trees
Gives it's watchful stare
Her wings with a silent scream as a
Doomed माउस meets it's fate

Beams of light shoot through the valley
Giving rare warmth in it's touch
The Golden ball of life has arrived
But Death holds it's icy grip
For it is his time of Rule

true फ्रेंड्स are hard to come by...
yet when आप catch them आप feel like आप can fly...
आप trust them,
प्यार them,
and talk of future...
आप know that they will never lie...
and अगला to them आप stand side द्वारा side...
आप प्यार them,
hug them,
and share smiles with eachother...
oh how it feels when आप know your important...
that आप know आप have some one to comfort you...
आप hold their hand,
skip down the street,
and feel no defeat...
true फ्रेंड्स are hard to come by...
but hold them tight so away they dont fly.

One night I dreamed I was wlking along the समुद्र तट with the Lord. Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky. In each scene I noticed footprints in the sand. Sometimes there where two sets of footprints, other times there were only one set of footprints. This was bothered me because I noticed that during the low periods of my life, when I was suffering from anguish, sorrow या defeat, I could see only one set of footprints. So I कहा to the Lord, "You promised me Lord, that if I followed you, आप would walk with me always. But I have noticed that during the most trying periods of my life ther had only been one set of footprints in the sand. Why, when I needed आप most, आप have not been there for me?" The Lord replied, "The times when आप have seen only one set of footprints in the sand, is when I carried you.


I hope आप guys liked this poem द्वारा Mary Stevenson. Plz commet :)

-Maiza

His lifeless eyes look into the distant landscape of some new life.
Life that slipped away from his hands,
Joy that faded inside his weighted soul.

And I look at him with grief
Wondering why was his life so painful despite of my prayers.

Oh, I'm afraid to ask who is he talking to in this cruel loneliness
When only wind whispers a melody of sorrow...

His time has gone long ago,
But his eyes of blue ocean look toward a distant view of the unknown life...

Life he लॉस्ट in so many defeats
Scourged द्वारा the waves of restlessness.

Within his eyes of blue ocean I see these scars
That will remain forever in my soul

In deadness

I will sink

Alone

With a picture of a martyr

Who lived his life as if it wasn't his,

A martyr with eyes of deep blue ocean

In which I sank...

The birds tweet
The बिल्ली stomp
The cars start to beep
The ड्रॅगन्स romp
However, this is on the outside world
The one full of undying mischief

Pens Of Promise
They definitely mean well
They shall never send आप to the awful hell
Pens Of Promise
Shall they tell आप your destiny?
Mine is already planned out for me
No one knows
The ग्ली and hope they brought me

Erica's dog has been killed
She grieved, she stood still
All I heard were the petrifying screams
While I was stuck in the endearing grief
But now that I found this pen
I write with it
I can tell chickens from hens
Painting out my life for me
It's all planned out
Don't आप mortals see?

The ink they share
The lives they dare
No harm can become of you
If आप follow them, only if आप do
Can आप become their leader?
Yes.
This can happen, but only at the rightful best
Because I have tamed these wild best
But they only serve
Me and only me.