...Words from
the heart written by me...
I write my poems
mostly in swedish so there wont be much to read here for you
englishspeaking people. :-)
But I hope that
those that I have written in english are to your
satisfaction!!!
Days of
sadness...
There are times in
life when all that I can give
is nothing more,
and still, nothing less, than crumbles.
When only a
distant longing forces me to live,
as the world
underneath my feet tumbles.
And there are
times in life
when all feels
less and lost.
Times of unhappy
love
and unforgotten
sorrows.
Those are the days
of sadness
embarking on my
broken soul,
holding my heart
down,
chaining me to the
ground.
I seek you
then
in the shadows
within.
Among all that has
been hidden
deep inside,
knowin',
you will always be
there.
'Cause you are
all, and still more,
to be,
all that will ever
matter to me.
The fires
within
I feel fires
within,
in tousands
burning my soul.
Untamed,
they fill me
up
with
desire.
Fires of
love,
deep inside of
me.
Eternal
flames
of
light.
Under your
hand
they
awaken,
flare
up.
Flames stronger
than the sun
engraves your
memory
eternaly in my
heart.
The sweetest of
pains
torments my
soul
and fill me
up
with the emage of
you.
To fly
away
Sometimes I ask
for wings.
Wings to carry me
away,
far away towards
the horizon.
Towards the end of
the rainbow.
An angels
wings.
Beautiful white
wings
to attach on my
naked back.
Wings of
love.
Wings for
escaping.
Wings to fly
away.
I ask for
wings
to take me far
from life.
Away from the
darkened land
to the golden land
above.
White and warm
loving wings
to carry my
burdened soul.
Wings to fly
away.
The beauty in me
The one your see
is
not me.
It
is the shell.
Do
not search for my beauty
there.
In the
shell
of my
being
exist no
truth,
nothing
pure.
Touch my
hand.
Open me
slowly.
Find
love
in my
deep.
See me
without
eyes.
Enjoy my
treasures.
Drink my
warmth.
Share my
endlessness.
Let me give
you
a part of the
imperishable
beauty.
Crushed
illusions
A soul
is lost.
Empty and
cold,
alone.
A perishing
shade
of
light.
Darkness enclosed
her in his arms,
tore her away from
life.
Her
hand,
groping
blindly,
searching
truth
in the
emptiness.
In the black cold
emptiness.
Her eyes so
deep,
without
reasons,
seeking
comfort.
Seeking
life.
A broken
heart,
at the
bottom
of the seaof
loneliness.
Finding
answers
in the
silence.
This will have to do for
now...but please come back...
About me
Words from the heart
My beautiful boy
The kindest of souls
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