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Tears in heaven

I like a lot this song. I heard it yesterday. Eric Clapton isn’t the best vocalist on the Earth,  but this song is beautiful, just heart – touching. He wrote it after his little son’s death… but for me it isn’t sad song. Just song about great love.

Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven?
I must be strong and carry on
‘Cause I know I don’t belong here in heaven

Would you hold my hand
If I saw you in heaven?
Would you help me stand
If I saw you in heaven?
I’ll find my way through night and day
‘Cause I know I just can’t stay here in heaven

Time can bring you down, time can bend your knees
Time can break your heart, have you begging please, begging please

Beyond the door there’s peace I’m sure
And I know there’ll be no more tears in heaven

Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven?
I must be strong and carry on
Cause I know I don’t belong here in heaven

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Looking back ‘over my shoulder’

It’s a bit strange song. It’s about break up, but melody is joyful… hm

Looking back over my shoulder
I can see that look in your eye
I never dreamed it could be over
I never wanted to say goodbye

Looking back over my shoulder
With an aching deep in my heart
I wish that we were starting over
Oh instead of drifting so far apart

Everybody told me you were leaving
Funny I should be the last to know
Baby please tell me that I’m dreaming
I just never want to let you go

Looking back over my shoulder
I can see that look in your eye
Turning my heart over and over
I never wanted to say goodbye

I don’t mind everybody laughing
But it’s enough to make a grown man cry
Cos I can feel you slipping through my fingers
I don’t even know the reason why

Every day it’s a losing battle
Just to smile and hold my head up high
Could it be that we belong together
Baby won’t you give me one more try
One more try

Looking back over my shoulder
I can see that look in your eye
I never dreamed it could be over
I never wanted to say goodbye

Looking back over my shoulder
Oh with an aching feeling inside
Cutting me up, deeper and deeper
Fills me with a sadness that I can’t hide

Looking back over my shoulder
I can see that look in your eye
I never dreamed no no it could be over
I never wanted to say goodbye

Looking back over my shoulder
I can see that look in your eye

Vanished memories on yellow leaves – another saved poem

Another piece of writings of some teenager girl. I was probably about 16.

***

I need to see you

I know, that I have to

But I feel, that I can’t

I’m afraid

But when I see you again…

what ‘ll tell you then?

I can’t still

to blow out my memory

of the day when

I broke that weak thread

being a connection

my and

your feelings

I wish to you forgive me

that mistake

Help me to tie that broken thread

strong knot to

it was one unbreakable

integrity

Vanished memories on yellow leaves

I tried to find old copy – book with my poems. A couple of years ago I changed furnitures, and many books and copy – books landed in boxes in cellar. Copy – book with poems disappeared. It made me sad. I was sure, that it’s somewhere there. But I found my old diaries. From time, when I was teenager. Funny stuff while reading now. But with a lot of memories. My first love, my first sketches. And some poems. Not all I lost. Few of them survived.

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I hear your voice very often last days

you say nothing, but anyway I hear you

Many times I was looking for you

arround me

but you weren’t there

Many days, weeks, months

passed away

From the day when

last time

my eyes met

yours

But I still have the illusion

that you are somewhere

close to me

And again you are calling my name…

And again it wasn’t you

only the wind touched

the web of branches

behind the window

Lost – hope dies last

I felt many times like that – lost. And every time I hoped, that it’ll never happen to me again. It’s true, that hope dies last…

I got some interesting story from my friend from perfspot:

Peace, Faith, Love and Hope. poem please read by robin_2711.

The Four Candles burned slowly.
Their Ambiance was so soft you
could hear them speak…

The first candle said “I Am Peace, but these days, nobody
wants to keep me lit.” Then Peace’s flame slowly
diminishes and goes out completely.

The second candle says “I Am Faith, but these days, I am
no longer indispensable.” Then Faith’s flame slowly
diminishes and goes out completely.

Sadly the third candle spoke, “I Am Love and I haven’t the
strength to stay lit any longer.”
“People put me aside and don’t understand my
importance. They even forget to love those who are
nearest to them.” And waiting no longer, Love goes out
completely.

Suddenly…A child enters the room and sees the three
candles no longer burning. The child begins to cry, “Why
are you not burning? You are supposed to stay lit until the
end.”

Then the Fourth Candle spoke gently to the little boy,
“Don’t be afraid, for I Am Hope, and while I still burn, we
can re-light the other candles.”

With Shining eyes the child took the Candle of Hope and
lit the other three candles.

Never let the Flame of Hope go out of your life.
With Hope, no matter how bad things look and
are…Peace, Faith and Love can Shine Brightly in our lives

I like a lot Michael Buble. “Lost” isn’t sad song for me. It has a positive message. That there is hope always. Even in the most sad circumstances of life.