EDEN
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nW7xp1U9xUM listen slowly..read slowly
A cloud is appearing for someone who still suffers from loneliness in her deep inside.
It repeats itself again and again whenever things come out and whenever someone messes things up.
The shadow of night is desperate now to prove its darkness of that loneliness.
How far can she run away? In the minds she turns out a friend and an enemy.
She is now a subject of that cruel destiny.
Time to refuse or time to be a victim.
What if things force her to be a convict?
A cloud is appearing for someone who still suffers from loneliness in her deep inside.
It repeats itself again and again whenever things come out and whenever someone messes things up.
The shadow of night is desperate now to prove its darkness of that loneliness.
How far can she run away? In the minds she turns out a friend and an enemy.
She is now a subject of that cruel destiny.
Time to refuse or time to be a victim.
What if things force her to be a convict?
She loses herself in all blade life.
To find her, there is no any try. Try is not wanted, indeed, she has own pride.
A bigger entity steps in her heart. Still it wants to get bigger for her.
She hears the sound of her own timbre.
The night light shines her tears.
Simple words and baroque minds.
Moon and stars feel dizzy in the sky because the earth cries.
She does not demand to be found dead of blade case.
Here she comes somewhere.
The help of feelings. Hear the sound.
Feel the sense of conscience. And all pay the mercilessness.
She wants them to think about themselves. Not to just push it away.
She devotes her soul to something lifts her up.
Easy to say breaking up. But it hurts like an emptiness.
She is out of minds' gender.
He touches her heart as she is a baby. She turns out it. Only the soul picks it up for beauty.
It makes no sense anymore to blame her.
To find her, there is no any try. Try is not wanted, indeed, she has own pride.
A bigger entity steps in her heart. Still it wants to get bigger for her.
She hears the sound of her own timbre.
The night light shines her tears.
Simple words and baroque minds.
Moon and stars feel dizzy in the sky because the earth cries.
She does not demand to be found dead of blade case.
Here she comes somewhere.
The help of feelings. Hear the sound.
Feel the sense of conscience. And all pay the mercilessness.
She wants them to think about themselves. Not to just push it away.
She devotes her soul to something lifts her up.
Easy to say breaking up. But it hurts like an emptiness.
She is out of minds' gender.
He touches her heart as she is a baby. She turns out it. Only the soul picks it up for beauty.
It makes no sense anymore to blame her.
She prays for things do not come true and she is sorry for the past.
He knows her through and through.
Everyone fades to black insides. But she still hopes like black and blue.
Now, the clouds lets it rain. Only your helps are here for her.
Well, let it rain, she needs to feel safe behind the both tears.
He knows her through and through.
Everyone fades to black insides. But she still hopes like black and blue.
Now, the clouds lets it rain. Only your helps are here for her.
Well, let it rain, she needs to feel safe behind the both tears.
Entity will never complete itself. Loneliness is an escape from being victim. It is up to you how do you feel, how do you hear..
ReplyDeleteVery nice timbre, thank you for your soul ^.^
I am touched! You did felt entire writing as I felt!
DeleteWhen I saw the title, I said:" Is it the Eden?" , and I clicked the link. Then it appeared all of its beauty: HOOVERPHONIC. I do not know whether you know the hooverphonic or just searched eden on the youtube and find that song but you should listen rest of the album. Nearly all of them are great. I was not expecting this. Thank you :)
ReplyDeleteYou can be sure that I did not find it like that way. Opposite, it is my inspiration for this writing.
Deletegreat song!
DeleteHooverphonic is good and your text is interesting like always. ππ
ReplyDeleteNot as much as you π
Deletewaoooww, they are amazingg both the song and your text ♪♫ Your insperer is so good. I wish I had a insperer. Maybe I could have written a poetπ
ReplyDeleteIt depends. So, you can find it deep inside. π
DeleteI keep telling you, one day, you are going to be a great writer. Then maybe you can sign a book for me:)
ReplyDeleteThat still will be honor for me..
DeleteWaaow ΕΓΌheda π What a great post. Your last sentences are magnificent . Also,song is very nice. ππ»
ReplyDeleteFull of drauma π
DeleteYou wrote again very nice ππ
ReplyDeleteThis is embarrassing.. Thank you.
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