Things my mind makes up.

So,.. winter`s coming!  Winter  Oh, welcome, oh welcome, fine smell of winter. With coldness and darkness and feelings that splinter With skies without tears and trees without cheers With torment in fogs and beauty to fear! With silence to hear, the water freezing in the air, The clouds that now roar, filling our bones with despair. The wind, without mercy, wiping all that `s living, It seems like the end; however, she`s cleaving! For true love can only be seen When nothing is, from what it has been. So with this feel, although it`s not cunning.. Prepare yourselves, for winter is coming!

Cand poate totul pare a fi i p rea mult .. E mm... W ell .. When everything just seems to be too much.   I heard stories “You struggle, you struggle, and you fall again! Why bothering? Why try in vain? You see.. You cannot do it by yourself, You`re an antique, and you`ll be on my shelf! I tried to tell you, all this time.. No matter what you`ll do, you`ll still be mine!” He kept on going, trying to deceive, Trying to steal me, for he`s peeved.. … I cannot do it.. Not anymore.. I am so sad.. So tired of this war.. But do not let me, I now beg, Please God, have mercy, cleanse my head! … As storm ravages the sea, The ship`s in harm`s way.. A terrifying place to be! It cannot stay, nor could turn back It has to face that awful wrack.. So, only hope is left,   that maybe, someday.. I will see the sun again, so.. Pray.. The pounding wind - swallowing   water.. The shout of thunder foretelling slaughter The...

Fallen In times of grief and sorrow.. When everything is hollow.. When everything`s against, I need a light to follow. And all I feel is pain, Sins that are not cleansed, Foolishness, in vain.. So many without name.. In times when I`m alone, When I can only moan.. When everything I need It is, and will remain unknown. When things just, aren`t true.. And I just can`t succeed.. I haven`t got a clue, What there is.. To do.. In times when kindles waves, Slowly engulf me - a slave.. When I have no escape, They took everything I gave! I have nothing.. Nor I will.. As my feelings have no shape, As I feel no more thrill, Everything has fallen.. Ill.

Originala, este poezia lui Traian Dorz, "Invata de la toate". I`ve translated a poem.. which is not as easy as it seems.. -.-  The original was amazing, mine.. lacks.. a lot.. Learn from the waters to have your way improved  Learn from the mountain how to believe, unmoved Learn from the fire that everything is ash Learn from the shadows to keep your mouth and watch Learn from all stones how much you have to say Learn from the Sun how you should always fade Learn from the wind that often wafts on paths How silent through this world you really have to pass Learn from them all, for they are all your kin  How beautiful to die, how beautiful to live. Learn from the maggot that no one is forgotten Learn from the fire what is to burn inside. Learn from the Sun to know the place of time Learn from the river to never turn your back Learn from the lily, the purity you lack Learn from the shadow to humbly be like her, Learn from the...

Nervii.. nu-s ei tare buni, dar au scris chestii: Lumea, un cuptor cu lemne arse, Doar unul scânteie din acele rămase, Se sting acele minţi ilustre, Şi toţi ajung nişte lăcuste.. E lumea, praful ce a mai rămas.. Căci tot ce-a fost, acum a ars.. A ars, sursa noastră de gândire, Şi a ajuns un gol, o-ntindere pustie.. Totul, e degradat, nesemnificativ, E fără rost, şi totul este progresiv.. Lumea, a ajuns să nu mai fie.. Doar negru, ură şi cenuşă.. plictisire..