Love poems...

[matmat]

A Red, Red Rose
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O my Luve's like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June:
O my Luve's like the melodie,
That's sweetly play'd in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry.

Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run.

And fare-thee-weel, my only Luve!
And fare-thee-weel, a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' 'twere ten thousand mile!



Robert Burns

[free rider]

αυτο ρε φίλε το θυμάμαι ....

απο μια γνωστή διαφήμιση....

[nimbus]

SWEET FREEDOM

As you look around you
Do you like what you see?
Though it sometimes
Makes you lonely
Do you like being free?
And are you sure you'll be okay
Without my company?
I just want you to be happy
Even if it's not with me

Sweet sweet freedom
Sweet sweet sweet
Will the line between all this
And my love ever meet
Sweet sweet Freedom
Sweet sweet sweet

What I'm really tryin' to say
Is that I will be around
Should you find that after all
You can't get by
With what you found

Oh, it wasn't just my heart you took
And gently tossed into the sea
Though it's hard to find
The words I need -
I guess it was me

Will the line between all this
And my love ever gonna meet
Sweet sweet Freedom
Sweet sweet sweet

Oh sweet, oh sweet sweet freedom
So sweet, so sweet

[Runner Ducati]

:sun: :beer:


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[bonepeeler]

Richard Marx - Hazard

My mother came to hazard when I was just seven
Even then the folks in town said with predjudiced eyes
That boy�s not right
Three years ago when I came to know mary
First time that someone looked beyond the rumors and the lies
And saw the man inside


We used to walk down by the river
She loved to watch the sun go down
We used to walk along the river
And dream our way out of this town

No one understood what I felt for mary
No one cared until the night she went out walking alone
And never came home
Man with a badge came knocking next morning
Here was I surrounded by a thousand fingers suddenly
Pointed right at me

I swear I left her by the river
I swear I left her safe and sound
I need to make it to the river
And leave this old nebraska town

I think about my life gone by
And how it�s done me wrong
There�s no escape for me this time
All of my rescues are gone, long gone

I swear I left her by the river
I swear I left her safe and sound
I need to make it to the river
And leave this old nebraska town

[bonepeeler]

Αυτό το τραγούδι δε μιλάει για την αγάπη μεταξύ 2 ατόμων αλλά για την αγάπη που πρέπει να έχουμε για όλα αυτά τα όμορφα συναισθήματα που μας προσφέρει απλόχερα η ζωή.
Όταν θα βρισκόσαστε σε δύσκολη θέση με πολλά προβλήματα διαβάστε τους στίχους ή ακόμη καλύτερα αν το έχετε ακούστε το.
Όλα θα γίνουν καλύτερα ξαφνικά.


Bobby Gaylor - Suicide


Animals don't have a choice.
If they're not happy with their place in the world... too bad.
They have to live the life they've been given.
Humans, on the other hand, don't have to.
We have a choice.
If you don't like your place in the world
you can get off anytime you want.
Suicide. That's right.
You don't like the way your life's going,
you don't like the way you are in the world,
anything around you,
you can check out anytime you like.
Animals aren't allowed that thought
and believe me, if they were, they would use it.
There'd be a lot of dogs and cats, owned by assholes
that live in high-rises, diving out the windows.
Zebras... if they even had remotely that thought
would take a look at themselves and go, "What the F*#K!
Black & white in a green & brown world... this blows.
I'm just gonna jump in the river.... I don't have a thumb to work a gun or hold a knife or even open a jar of pills. I'm just gonna dive into the next lion's mouth. Why even bother?"
Now, monkeys have the opposable thumb so they could kinda do it the exact same way we do. Now, there's a bunch of people that say, "Oh, it's against the law". Well, it's only against the law if you do a crappy job and get caught. Other people say, "Oh, we should save them". Yeah, well you know what? Not everybody wants to be saved. Not everybody should be saved. And who are we to force our will upon them? I mean, isn't that one of the joys about being a human? Freedom of choice? Now, it's not all bad. Now, I'm not saying "Kill yourself". But if you're gonna be an idiot and do it anyway, it's no sweat off of my back. There's a lot of good that could come from it. A little bit of bad thrown in. Some of the things: A job will open... An apartment will become available... There'll be more air for me... They say there's two girls for every guy - if you're a man, there'll be four chicks for me... There'll be more Ketel One vodka for me... There'll be one less idiot in line at the bank who gets up to the window without their F*#King slips filled out... I won't ever have to go to the store to buy my favorite Salt & Vinegar Chips and have the clerk point at you and say, "They bought the last bag".... You won't help change the McDonald's sign to a Hundred Billion Served... You'll never get AIDS... You won't have to worry about calories ever... No more, "Hey, does this make me look fat?"... There'll be one less polluting human...You won't have to recycle... There'll be one less car on the road... There'll be more Ring Dings for me... Fifty or so chickens' lives will be spared... Your fingers won't ever get red from eating pistachios... You won't be forced to visit your Grandparents on Sundays anymore... No more church... You'll be saying, "Hey, World - Kiss My Ass!"... No more wet dreams about Supermodels... No more Barry Manilow... For a few years anyway... Wondering "Am I a loser?" will be a thing of the past... Say good-bye to crappy Xmas presents from Aunts and Uncles... You won't have to suffer through a Motley Crue reunion... F*#K flossing and brushing... You'll never lose sleep over a pregnancy scare... Adios, Acne... Worrying whether you fit in or not won't be on your brain... See ya later, homework... You'll never have to sit through another movie brought to you by the creators of South Park... Schools out forever.... No more paying bills... You won't have to do chores... You won't be able to run over toads with the lawnmower though... You'll also miss McDonald's French Fries... Bugs Bunny... The amazing electrifying feeling that surges through your body when you kiss someone for the first time...
You won't be able to watch the letterbox director's cut of Jaws... Candy... Living above ground... Pudding crust... You'll miss the rush of getting your first apartment... Getting to the point in your life where you can tell your parents to "F*#K Off! I gotta make my own mistakes....you did"... You'll miss sex - you'll miss thinking about it, looking for it, sex by yourself, sex with a partner, sex with multiple partners... No more summer nights that seem to go on forever... Roller coasters.... Naming your kid the name you always wanted... Making a difference in the world... You'll miss the experience and pleasure of Hallucinogenics... Watching your neighbor's wife change clothes with her blinds open... A lifetime of masturbating... Watching your favorite team sweep the series... Music... You will definitely miss music... Trying to sneak into your house drunk - three hours past your curfew... You'll miss the blaze and glory of the 4th of July fireworks... The taste of Captain Crunch... If you're a boy, you'll miss the feeling the first time you reach up a girl's shirt... If you're a girl, the feeling the first time you reach down a boy's pants... You'll miss your favorite coat... Waffles with whipped cream and strawberries... Beating your friends at video games... You won't be around to see what shape and color the new marshmallow in Lucky Charms will be... You'll miss the feeling you get when reminiscing about your first love - thirty years after the fact... The joy of giving and receiving at Christmas... Skinny dipping... Getting stoned, reading Green Eggs & Ham, and eating like a horse that got loose in the grain bin... Flying cars... Hey, you were born - Finish what was started.

[Runner Ducati]

:beer: :beer: :beer:

[Runner Ducati]

:beer: :sun: :wave2:


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[nimbus]

Γράμμα σε έναν ποιητή

Ζερβουδάκης Δημήτρης

Μουσική/Στίχοι: Ζερβουδάκης Δημήτρης/Καββαδίας Νίκος



Em Bm

Ξέρω εγώ κάτι που μπορούσε Καίσαρ να σε σώσει

Am D Em

Κάτι που πάντα βρίσκεται σε αιώνια εναλλαγή

Em Bm

Κάτι που σκίζει τις θολές γραμμές των οριζόντων

Am D Em

Και ταξιδεύει αδιάκοπα την ατελείωτη γη



G D Bm

Κάτι που θα 'κανε γοργά να φύγει το κοράκι

Am Bm Em D G

Που του γραφείου σου πάντοτε σκεπάζει τα χαρτιά

G D Bm

Να φύγει κράζοντας βραχνά χτυπώντας τα φτερά του

Am D Em

Προς κάποια ακατοίκητη κοιλάδα του νοτιά



Em Bm

Μακριά πολύ μακριά να ταξιδεύουμε

G D Bm

κι ο ήλιος πάντα μόνους να μας βρίσκει

Em Bm

Εσύ τσιγάρο Camel να καπνίζεις ναι

G D C

κι εγώ σε μια γωνιά να πίνω Whiskey



Em Bm

Οι πολιτείες ξένες να μας δέχονταν

G D Bm

οι πολιτείες οι πιο απομακρυσμένες

Em Bm

Κι εγώ σ’ αυτές απλά να σε εσύσταινα

G D C

σαν σε παλιές γλυκές μου αγαπημένες



Em Bm

Κάτι που θα ‘κανε τα υγρά παράδοξα σου μάτια

Am D Em

Που αβρές μαθητριούλες τ’ αγαπούν και σιωπηροί ποιητές

Em Bm

Χαρούμενα και προσδοκία γεμάτα να γελάσουνε

Am Em D Em

Με κάποιο τρόπο που όπως λεν δεν γέλασαν ποτέ



G D Bm

Γνωρίζω κάτι που μπορούσε βέβαια να σε σώσει

Am Bm Em D G

Εγώ που δεν σε γνώρισα ποτέ για σκέψου εγώ

G D Bm

Ένα καράβι να σε πάρει Καίσαρ να μας πάρει

Am D Em

Ένα καράβι που πολύ μακριά θα τ’ οδηγώ



Μακριά πολύ μακριά να ταξιδεύουμε...



Και μια βραδιά στην Μπούρμα ή στην Μπατάβια

Στα μάτια μιας ινδής που θα χορέψει

Γυμνή στα δεκαεφτά στιλέτα ανάμεσα

θα δείτε την Γκρέτα να επιστρέψει

:sun:

[Runner Ducati]

Την αγάπη μου την λένε Ελένη

(Πανούσης Τζίμης)

Δέκα Μέριλιν Μονρόε η κοπέλα που αγαπώ

εκατό βασιλοπούλες σαν αυτές του Μονακό



Την αγάπη μου την λένε Ελένη

μου την έχουνε ξελογιασμένη

ένα ζιγκολό ένα παπάρι | 2x

που χαϊδευτικά τον λένε Πάρη | 2x



Την πλανέψανε με λούσα όταν έλειπα εγώ

επειδή δεν είχα κούρσα και καλό τηλεκοντρόλ



Και την έχουνε μπαγλαρωμένη

με τα σήριαλ μαστουρωμένη

αχ, θα μου τη δώσει κάνα βράδυ | 2x

και θα αρχίσω μπίζνες με τον Άδη | 2x



Πότε Σπάρτη, Πότε Τροία σ' ένα χάος εθνικό

μπρος Ευρώπη πίσω Ασία, έχεις πάθει πανικό



Για την πάρτη σου θα γίνω Ράμπο

Ρόκυ δυο χιλιάδες και κομάντο

να σου φέρω την Άγια Σοφία | 2x

την Κυρήνεια και τη Λευκωσία | 2x

:a11: :) :beer:

[stavrogin]

"Μανφρεντ" του Λορδου Βyron


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[nimbus]

Ο ποιητής κάνει τον εαυτό του οραματιστή μέσα από μια μακριά , απεριόριστη και συστηματική αποδιοργάνωση όλων των αισθήσεων . Όλες οι μορφές έρωτα , πόνου , τρέλας . Διερευνά τον εαυτό του , εξαντλεί μέσα του όλα τα δηλητήρια και διατηρεί την πεμπτουσία τους . Δοκιμασία ακατανόμαστη , όπου θα χρειαστεί τη μεγαλύτερη πίστη , την υπεράνθρωπη δύναμη , όπου θα γίνει αυτός μέσα απ’όλους , ο μέγας σακάτης , ο μέγας αφορισμένος και ο υπέρτατος επιστήμων . Γιατί φτάνει το ΑΓΝΩΣΤΟ ! ‘Ετσι λοιπόν , τι κι αν καταστραφεί στην εκστατική πτήση του μέσα από πράγματα πρωτάκουστα , ακατανόμαστα ; ΄΄

ΡΕΜΠΩ

[stavrogin]

"Ρεμπω"!!!

Τι να πουμε για αυτο τον πιτσιρικο που οτι εγραψε το εγραψε μεχρι τα 17 του!!!