[DarkStorm]

I don't know if there is already a topic like this but... why don't we put there our thoughts and words...
I will be content if this small space will became a warm shelter for who wants to describe moments, situations, considerations, loves and melancholies, irony and feelings, joy and disappointments...
who "is surfing" from these pages, must have the feeling to have found a bottle with message.. everything it is.
Even, with passing of the time, the return on these pages can become like the reading of a passed period, provoking memories and reflections...

I hope that this topic will appeal to you and there will be in many to write something there...

[DarkStorm]

Sometimes you think that you don't have understand nothing about your life...

Sometimes you would want come back, change everything...

Other times instead you think that you are well, watching around you is not much evil...

then you returns into the abyss, the thoughts are too much, you can't organize your mind, you are going to burst...

and newly happends something that it makes you to breathe, smile, to hope...

..and you hope that the moment of the calm, the equilibrium, the absolute rationality arrives... but it would be truly beautiful?

Maybe it could be enough a little piece of peace... in and out...

Only this....

[DarkStorm]

When our mind will be full of foolish and stupid thoughts and every seconds our lips will vomit false and charm words, then the silence will start to scream and will make quietevery single being in the world...
then the notes of a sweet melody will make free themself in the air like a lot of butterflies...
and their music will be like air, everywhere present ane, without it, it can't live, then it will return the peace...

[Anduin]

Hi Dark Storm !

I like your topic, but i don't consider myself as a person who shares thoughts about private things...
But that's only my personality. I hope there are a lot of members here with a more open mind about their feelings !

[orli]

Yeah same here, but good idea anyway.

[María José]

I think that all the people can be happy but they are worried trying to reach happiness that they don't see that they are missing time, happiness and life are the time you are wasting trying to reach something you allready have....
I wish I could meet many of you one day I've met really nice people .
I think this post is nice but right now I'm feeling a bit silly haha so maybe I show stop!
byebye

[DarkStorm]

I'M CONFUSED
DISSATISFACTION DESTROYS TO ME
LOST LOOKS AND THOUGHTS.
MY DREAMS ARE IMMERSED WHISHES.
TO NAVIGATE IN A OPENED SEA BETWEEN SPIRITS And GHOSTS IN CONCERT.
DARK ENERGIES FLUCTUATE WITH THE WIND MAKING OF THE SUN A EXTINGUISHED LUME

[swedish/match]

I have some very dark & profound thoughts to share..... it has been a frustrating, heartbreaking week. First, Paul Hunter goes down before even reaching the final 16....eh, what?! And then, ex samurai worshipper The Rocket O´Sullivan gets his ass kicked before the quarters.... THANK SNOPY Hendry won the shit, but it simply can´t make up for all the other let downs this week....

Plus, and this is some serious shate, the supermarket was out of vanilla flavoured yougurt yesterday so I took a chance and bought strawberry flavour. BIG MISTAKE! It tastes like a pigfarm smells, and it smells like it too! Now I´m stuck with a liter of this horrid substance..... but what can you do, just hang in there Linda.... no yogurt is bottomless.

[isa_spain]

i would like to share some thougts too, but i can't find these words in english :S

ps: benvenut@ Darkstorm!

[DarkStorm]

[quote=isa_spain,Feb 7 2005, 09:56 PM]
i would like to share some thougts too, but i can't find these words in english :S

ps: benvenut@ Darkstorm!

HI Isa_Spain!

Well... here there isn't a specific rule wich says that you must write in english... so, you can use what language you want!

[isa_spain]

oki! allora lo facio in italiano è più facile per me

sai, io sono una persona allegre, o forse solo lo pensano le persone che non mi conoscono bene... non so come dire. Io sempre quando sto con la gente che voglio bene sempre sto con un sorriso nella facia, ma perche voglio che tutti sianno felice sebbene io non lo sono. Io penso che una persona puó canviare il stato di animo di altra, se io sto triste, loro non sarano felice, ma quando uno sta triste io faccio lo posibile perche liu o lei stia bene. Io preferisco stare triste nella mia casa. Amche penso, che quanto meno pensi nei problemi che hai, più felice sei! hahahaha aspetto che alcuno mi capisca X'D

baciiii
xauuuu

[Syrael]

Right now, I am listening to a song called ''Show me Forgiveness''.

A song that describes me in a way. The voice of the singer, icelandic singer Björk, reaches high and low, it's an a-capella ballad without instruments. Her voice is the only instruments, taking me on a trip to the deep and soon elevating me again.
It's not only the lyrics, it's the whole shape of the song. On my own little screen in my head I see blue, yellow, orange shapes, embracing, dancing slowly. They seperate, and I realise I am torn myself. Stuck between agony and euphory, a state called apathy.
Where is my forgiveness now? Why can't I accept myself, be lucky with what I had archieved, why can't I look forward happily?
I hear the singer breathe heavily, interrupting the vibrato, the note she was singing.

''The shame is endless''

I continue living in my surreal dreamworld. What does the other world offer me?

''Show me forgiveness
for having lost faith in myself
and let my own interior up
to inferior forces
the shame is endless
but if soon starts forgiveness
that girl might live''

[DarkStorm]

something that I wrote today when I was waiting the bus....

The last minutes are always the worst.... last to come but not the first to go away....

[DarkStorm]

Time... you heard it slide, pass...
You heard its clicking that doesn't give peace to yourself...
You heard the world that continues to go ahead, change, move...
When, in the same time you are static...

[Jacqueline2]

I love this topic very much. I am not much of sharing my private thoughts usually except in my writings. So I guess I could post some poems and songs soon. Let me find a few I like enough to post here

[Nina]

nice topic!

Jacqueline2, I'd love to read your poems... I'd post mine if they'd be english...

[swissfan]

Write in Slovenian!
I would like to read a poem in Slovenian!

[Nina]

Write in Slovenian!
I would like to read a poem in Slovenian!
 

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ok, you wanted so... and sorry, it's without a title...


V beli obleki je sred' travnika stal.
Bližala se je nevihta, a ni se je bal.
Živel je za tisti trenutek, ko spet
V rokah bo držal njo, z njo cel svet.

Vsako noš sta se tam dobila,
Se med rožami skrivala in se lovila.
Vedno sta iste stvari počela,
A vedno je bilo, kot bi sanje ujela.

Tudi tiste noči jo je čakal zaljubljen,
Čakal je na svoj raj obljubljen.
Vedel je, da ne čaka zaman,
Da še ni blizu dan, s temo obdan.

In res je že tiho stopala k njemu,
Naslednji hip jo je držal v objemu.
Poljube ji je po obrazu delil,
In nič manj jih ni v zameno dobil.

Božal ji je lica in jo pogledal v oči.
Ni bilo lepšega, kot da sredi noči
Gleda obraz nje, za katero bi umrl,
Če je neke noči ne bi na travniku uzrl.

Obraz njen je videl že več kot stotič,
A zdelo se mu je, da ga vidi prvič.
Bila je prelepa, da bi jo človeška glava
Lahko le za hip v spominu zadržala.

Tudi ona bi zanj naredila vse,
Motilo je ni, da človek je.
Pa kaj, če vilinka ljubi moža –
Ljubezen razlik teh ne prepozna.

Vedela je, da jo bo poročil,
Da ji bo svojo predanost izročil.
Vedela je, da kmalu pride dan,
Ko strah pred samoto bo pokopan.

In v trenutku, ko se je v teh mislih topila,
Je hladen obroček na roki začutila.
Na kolenih on pred njo je bil
In čakal, da njen bo odgovor dobil.

Brez pomisleka ga je močno objela.
Nič več kot to si ta hip ni želela.
Imela je vse – predvsem pa moža,
In njegovo potrdilo, da rad jo ima.

Vstal je in jo v naročje vzel –
Bodočo ženo, ki kmalu jo le zase bo imel.
In takrat je spoznal, da ni ga moža,
Ki večjo srečo od njega ima.





i hope you understand it...

[Jacqueline2]

Okay Nina here are two poems and I'll be posting more in this thread.

Forget

Forget me not
Forget me please
oh what a fickle opinion
looking at me I see a nobody
looking at me I feel like a somebody
you know nothing of me
nothing at all
so you can't stand tall
or watch me fall
Forget me not
Forget me please
oh what a fickle opinion
looking at me I see a somebody
looking at me I feel like a nobody
I know nothing of you
nothing at all
so I can't stand tall
or watch you fall
Forget you not
Forget you please
such a fickle opinion

Like a Slow Death

Feeling like a slow death tonight
All the things I loved went out of sight
I suppose I don't know
I don't know how
how to let go
and maybe I'll feel great tomorrow
and maybe she'll know no sorrow
morbid and dark
tired and lonely
do you know me
do you know her
I suppose I don't know
how to let go
and maybe I'll feel great tomorrow
and maybe we'll know no sorrow
Must've felt like a slow death