Showing posts with label The Utopia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Utopia. Show all posts

Thursday, December 9, 2010

My life is my fairytale

My life is my fairytale. Something that hard to understand why it is and what it should be..
In every story's writes and tale is tells, My world grows alive..
Imagination in every move I see..
Not such withered flowers in funeral..
But the beautiful dreams that everyone wants become real..
Where the stars falling from the sky and all your wishes come true..
There is no pain..
No tears fall down from hazel eyes..
No wounds that break your heart apart...
But it's just a dream..
Just an illusion..
That fades into breaking dawn..
Help me to breathing...
This wonderful life is only come behind the shadow..
Under the light..
Under my pillow..

But My life is my fairytale. The tragic real life and a beautiful nightmare..
Doesn't it sound like a lullaby ??
Where you always could see the rainbow.
"Somewhere over the rainbow"
that's what he said..
What I want today is just to know that it's just a dream..
Then I wake up to see how beautiful landscape full of blooming flowers..
In my castle..
In my kingdom..
With the prince of my heart...
But that's only a dream..
And will never ever come true.
And about how the ending...
what I know is..
My life is my fairytale...

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Gloomy Sunday [Suicide Song]

Sunday is gloomy
My hours are slumberless
Dearest the shadows
I live with are numberless
Little white flowers
Will never awaken you
Not where the black coach
Of sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thought
Of ever returning you
Would they be angry
If I thought of joining you
Gloomy Sunday

Sunday is gloomy
With shadows I spend it all
My heart and I have decided
To end it all
Soon there'll be flowers and prayers
That are said I know
But let them not weep
Let them know
That I'm glad to go
Death is no dream
For in death I'm caressing you
With the last breath of my soul
I'll be blessing you
Gloomy Sunday


Dreaming
I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you asleep
In the deep of my heart dear
Darling I hope
That my dream never haunted you
My heart is telling you
How much I wanted you
Gloomy Sunday
Gloomy Sunday

simply death

Those eyes close at the gloomy sun.
She had loose her feeling.
She is just lays while her eyes watching the dark.
Silently she lost in the stillness.
Her heart turns to cold, but what can I do ?
And the tenderness on her smiles, ignoring all the pain for everything she left before.

Wandering in the unknow world, when everything turn upside down.
Far from my room I’m alone and lost.
All I need is you to take me into the undying light.
Close to the flame of the love that burning brightly.
I close my eyes and I can't feel my heart.
I hear they breathe and weep far from me.
I can feel the warm touch of the forlorn heart.
And All I need is you to safe me from the pain that can’t be heal.

But the rain won’t stops falling.
And my heart needs to be awake and feels the summer.
Does her heart needs too, doesn’t it ?

Monday, July 5, 2010

beautiful death

dear my forlorn life...
how's your life today ? what a wonderful pain lives inside your heart.
she still crying behind the mirror.
I'm tormented by the wounds that never heal.
By the pain of your embrace,
This fragile love makes me afraid to feel you far from me..
I love you from the inside and it completely my soul...

Friday, June 4, 2010

Lucky Thing

That is true if you want me to.
To be like what you want,
To throw me away whenever you want,
And the lust which dwells inside,
Grows like a hungry beast.
The dramatic scene begin,
At the time between live and death.

Swallow everything in this world and you will find something wonderful.
It can be the inferno in your heart or wonderful heaven.
Show me the truth, don’t hang me like you need me, but you don’t.
I need the truth cause all I see is you.

And when you go somewhere else,
Then you find something makes you died.
Is there a lucky thing for you ?
Or you regret cause you not…

Swallow everything in this world yet and you can’t find something wonderful.
It can be the inferno in your heart or wonderful heaven.
Show me the truth, don’t hang me like you need me, but you don’t.
I need the truth cause all I see is you.

And when the sorrow lives inside your heart,
I’ll be the rainbow coloring yours.
And when you need me, I’ll always there.
Like inferno and heaven always together.