Luuletused (VÄGA algajalikud)

Koolis oli vaja teha. Õpetajale muidugi ei meeldinud (nagu ka kõik mu ülejäänud luuletusedki, mida ta on käskinud meil kirjutada), aga ega mulle ka ei meeldi. Juhtub. Swessu pärast panen siia üles, et tema enda luuletust jagaks.



Torm
Maiu Laaneoja


Väljas ulub jäine tuul
Piilun aknast – kumab kuu
Nii vaikselt, nii õrnalt ta taevas paistab
Vaid lumehelves teda agaralt peidab.

Kostub rahe peksu akna vastu
Uduloor madalamale laskub
Kogen külma, seda ahastavat tunnet
Justkui hiir ma vaikselt poeks lumme.

Õrnalt vaibub lumetorm
Ükski meel nüüd pole morn
Ent teetassi käest veel ei lase
Miski ütleb: kõrgem lumetase.

Taas tõuseb tuisk, tuuleiil
Valget täis on maa ja ilm.
Iga objekt taas kaob paksu lumme.
Kõik uinunud on taas talveunne.

Teaaad, see on niiiniiiinniiiiihea.
Tegelikult ka.
Ja ma ei tea.
Mu pea on tühi nüüd. Midagi ei oska kirjutada siia rohkem.

xD
tegelt ma naeran rohkem ühe teise luuletuse üle, et ma panen selle ka siia üles, kui kirjanduse vihiku järele viitsin minna see on tõesti, lol! aga sinu oma ei ületa ükski

Väga meeldib!!

*naerab*

luuletus, mille üle ma ise räigelt naeran:


Parim
Maiu Laaneoja

Sul luban: süda seekord lõhkeb,
kui veelkord mööda must jalutad.
Oh, miks sa niivõrd tõreled,
kui igal ööl su eest palvetan?

Kas pole piisav su jaoks see tihk,
see tunne, kuis kutsub mu süda?
Ma tean, et juhib sind teine kihk,
kuid soovin, et mind ei jätaks, luba!

Ei kannataks ma seda välja,
kui näeks sind kellegi teisega.
Ta võib küll siiras, hooliv näida,
ent paremat minust sa ei leia.


*i'z loling*
luulekohvik oli koolis ja kõik pidid kevadest või armastusest kirjutama. no armastus on igatahes lithsam
ja kes ise kirjutasid, mitte ei võtnud kellegi teise luulet, need pidid ette lugema. õpetaja valis minul välja viimase salmi. jah, mu oli häbi

Tuli tuju. (ei ole pealkiri)




Sa sulged oma silmad taas,
lahkudes reaalsusest.
Tunnen enda südant maas,
eraldet su pilkudest.

Tundes valu, üksindust,
ent proovides vaid võita
su ainsat silmapilgutust.
Tahaks ära sõita.

Miks käitud nõnda külmalt,
justkui polekski mind seal.
Kui vaatad, vaatad tuimalt,
tunnen, mind sa nead.

Tahaks, oh kuis tahaks
su huuli kordki puutuda.
Aga tean, seda ei saaks
ma iilagi sult paluda.

Väga algajalikud?

Päris head ju.

xD on küll algajalikud. minu meelest veidi sisutud ja lühikesed. vähe metafoore ja mitte kõige rikkalikum sõnavara

midagi esmaspäevast. Benjaminile pühendatud.



Time well spent!



There’s this man called Benjamin Zephaniah
Who was a real example for many people
While being vegan, he ate papaya,
But yet with everyone he mingled.
So one day he came to Estonia again
Without even knowing the surprise ahead
When he finally arrive the destination there
He met a fan who truly cared.
Under the hand of François
More than twenty wonder-child.
Will learn to utilize their mind
Beside muscles when drumming
With a little help from the poet.
Everybody could soon forget
Themselves and so they may have let
The peace and quiet inside them set.
Before the performance did some kung-fu
To wake up me and not just you
But all the other drummers too
And understand its meaning, true.
Not too much time had past
When we could hear Ben talking, fast
Making the sweet sound of his words last
As if there was a spell he chant’d.
Time was flying with him around
Behind the drums were ourselves to be found
Playing the reggae song just not too loud
Careful with Benjamin, him not to cloud.
Too quickly had gone the united song
Which left Trumm-It playing, not for long
Not even finishing with the sound of gong
One rhythm had gone all wrong.
After finishing the whole show
Volume gone quite far from low
Time to photograph from head to toe
There was no-one who could say a ‘no’.
Despite the excitement and cry
We had ran out of time
And so came the moment we had to fly,
Kiss the guest and say good-bye.
So had ended the wonderful evening
Was sad to see everybody parting,
But there’s a hope that is not leaving.
It’s telling me that you’re returning
Because
They can’t get de reggae off me head.

*naerab*
Lahelahe

:D:D well, it did take me some hours nagu näha, siis lõpetasin päris varakult, rsrsrss
ja ta ka naeris vahepeal. rääkis, et oli eile ka just kung-fu'd teinud näis päris rahul. :)

veel midagi. koolimasendusest.


Master of your life


In every person’s life there’s this place
Where you’ll go, in every case
You can’t ignore it, make a face
It’ll just leave a bitter taste.
Yes, that’s right, this place is school.
It will strike you and every fool
So try to relax, just act cool,
After all, it’s just a tool
For you, to get a better future,
Start career and get a good job.
Because what more need people
Than burdens that make them sick-o.
Schools are for growing gray mass
Folks, that don’t mind being on grass.
Government just cares how long you last
Doing physical job without a spasm.
But nevertheless, don’t worry
You’re not really in a hurry.
So sit down and eat some curry,
They’ll get you anyway, whether you hairy.
I’ll tell you what you need to mind:
Do what you want, but be kind.
Most others are always tied,
Kept in leashes, drained and lied.
Open your eyes and be your own master
Not run by others’ saying, faster and faster.
Choose to be rather the leader
Than the one who’s always hunted.

Manuelile, yhel 88sel oli igav ja emotsioonid keesid yle kind of. s6numina ei saatnud, liiga pikk tuli ja paberile maalitult ilusam ka.



Like a sunshine on a rainy day,

Like a piece of gold in a pile of hay,

Like choosing the right one from hundreds of ways,

Like thirty degrees in the beginning of May,

I´ve found you, or rather you´ve found me.

Cause all I had to do is come para alí.

With your mere coming you made me see,

My heart is not as cold as I thought it would be.

The touches, the smiles that stay in the distance,

Must be brought up often to show resistance,

To time itself and its ways of persistence,

Cause love is the only existence.

Through this poem I can´t express,

Not even a thought, thou I´d really wish,

My attempt followed only with success,

But all that matters is what you guess.

The curly hair, brown skin,

The dark eyes worth to kill

For, the appearance looking so chill,

Have seduced hopelessly my will.

Manuel, these words are just for you,

Trying to say the things I want to,

First of all, feliz aniversario,

But mainly: I Love You.

That was soooooooooooooo cute! Mul tuli isegi pisar silma And that's totally your fault, Bethu.
Aga jah, meeletult-meeletult armas

Jah, ma mõtlesin ka seda. aga noh, järgmised iseloomustavad hetkest olukorda ehk paremini.
Ühel teisel tüdrukul tuli ka pisar silma, ta ütles



Disappointed


Sometimes I have this feeling,
This feeling deep inside,
That I'm not worth anything,
Anything that's worth to buy.

The cause of this feeling,
Is not even that big,
But it can walk, talk and live,
The cause itself is him.

Him whom my heart wants the most,
So bad that it won't stop,
Wants just to hold him close,
No matter what it will cost.

But as said about this feeling,
It's not anything nice,
'Cause what it does to me,
Is self-destroyance.

He laughs, he smiles, but ignores,
He acts just like a child,
He was the one to start all this,
But now I just want to cry..

I traveled thousands of miles,
To see and be with him,
Now I see there were only lies,
What he had told me.

Where is the love and romance,
The words so soothing,
All the things that he promised,
To spend every day with me.

You look for a man and what you get,
Is not even near to what you hope,
What seemed so lovely and ready when met,
Turned to ashes with single 'no'.

No 'hello', no 'good-bye', not a single kiss,
Feels like he wants me to die.
I think there's a thing I will never miss,
The big and dreamy lie.

Broken


With a glance it all started,
When he came to me and smiled,
It's a pity for such a short while it lasted,
For all the time he had lied

First time you dare to open your heart,
For someone you think is special,
In the end it will make you say 'crud!',
'Cause love isn't for everyone essential.

If he makes you cry, he doesn't care,
What is important is him.
To say what he feels he doesn't dare,
And lets you do the thing.

Cards on board, he's acting so cold,
Like it hadn't meant a thing.
For all the time he had longed,
Just to be free.

You're left alone with yourself,
And all his sweet promises,
You feel you suddenly want to melt,
Be water and just not give a damn.

It leaves a deep mark in your soul,
You know you'll never be the same,
The pain you can measure in moles,
Wait, was he only after fame?

Was this all just a farce,
A play from the beginning.
Hadn't he ever given it a thought,
What it might do to me?

The coldness in the words he wrote,
Will never leave my mind.
The heart that is now totally broke,
Won't heal for quite some time.

Being strong


Even though there might be setbacks,
Be strong no matter what you do.
The depression will lead for will to lack,
When it should break free and rule.

Your mind is the most powerful thing,
As they say, the law of the universe.
It can make you fly and give you wings,
But it can also give you a curse.

We're all doomed on this planet,
As they say, love fucks us all.
Then what's the point of all of that?
Do we want some more?

The existential questions,
Have always crossed my mind.
They are, they give us lessons,
And say you've got a thing to find.

To reach for the truth inside,
Or just open your eyes.
They say there's a world outside,
They suggest you to broaden your mind.

To grow up, to see the world,
Look beyond just you,
To know there's a hellfire that burns,
That will punish for the things you do.

Without the leading guidelines,
The laws, the sayings, the words,
We'd all be learning how to fly,
Letting go, saying 'screw the Earth!'

Leave the reality, back and beyond.
Being free from everything,
Creating the environment just for me,
Living in harmony with all the beings.

Back On Track


By a coincidence,
You find a new place.
You tell them how you got there,
But later it's all gone waste.

They seem to understand it all,
Even though you talk in English,
But what they got is even more,
Confusing and misleading.

The second time you return,
You tell them all the same.
You thought that they had learned,
But still they give you a name.

They put some words in your mouth,
Which you never have said.
They say the reason you came south,
Is 'cause someone had paid.

Paid for you and your trip,
So you had come for free.
They think that made your honesty slip,
And you'd cheated on him.

Though you used the money you earned,
That doesn't change their mind.
And when he had finally heard,
He had to say 'good-bye'.

Thinking he had trusted you,
Blew up in the air.
Hoping he cared of you too,
Just had not been there.

This kind of situations,
Open your eyes.
To see what people are really like,
In the depth of their mind.

Only thing that's left to do,
Is be happy and satisfied,
That those things appeared soon for you,
And revealed all those lies.

Happy?


The time had gone to end this all,
You knew it and so did he.
You cried, you prayed for him to call,
But he did nothing.

When you get the change to ask,
As simple question as why.
It all comes down to his lads,
Who had all the time stood by.

He didn't even ask from you,
But believed what others had said,
Quickly had he changed his tune,
And left his girlfriend.

Being still a boy in his mind,
Not wanting to grow up.
He hadn't wanted a mate by his side,
So you're free to go to the top.

Messed up mind and confusion,
Had taken over his brain.
But there's little you could do,
Easier to say 'men'.

He was the one who had lost you,
Thrown you in a well,
You climbed up, he thought what to do,
But you can't unring the bell.

Being free and simply alone,
Is not as bad as you thought.
Gives you chance to do all on your own,
Or just enjoy the sloth.

You though he was your prince charming,
A real renaissance man.
Came out he was no use to man or beast,
Not to mention land.

Why you hadn't see that before,
Is what you start to wonder about.
Had it really been true love,
So you hadn't looked around?

He has his mountains to climb,
And the world is your oyster.
He chose to be on the fly,
Not to get any closer.

An addition to you experience bag,
Had made it a bit heavier.
But why to bother and be sad,
When he actually did you a favor.

If he couldn't appreciate you,
Then surely someone will.
Someone wiser, more respectful too,
So enjoy the freedom until!

Conclusion


Old-year's eve has come,
Time to make conclusions.
It sure has been fun,
To end the confusions.

Had a good time with him,
And now it's all over,
The chances had of course been slim,
And he had brought them even lower.

We both have a personal life,
Which no-one can take away,
So what, if I'm not his wife?
It's good we didn't delay.

Alone is good when you have friends,
Luckily I have loads.
In the end it all starts to make sence,
No more reason to moan.

Old will soon be gone,
Let's greet the new with laugh
Next is three hundred and sixty-five days long,
Gonna hope it won't be too tough.

Much luck with everything in hand,
Love without tears
See many and different lands...
Happy New Year!

Betu...

Ma armastan neid.

Little sth I added to fb: That ends my last year's 7-part poem-series. I hoped the last one would make a conclusion of the previous ones and end it with peace. :) (and I made that poem 15 to 2 minutes before the new year came)

Need on nii... kurvad. *And I can relate to them...*
Ta oleks võinud sulle veidi rõõmsamat inspiratsiooni anda

viimane luuletus oli tõestuseks nikkile, et i'm okay, over him. goosh, that was supposed to be a happy one! :D

aga jah. ma ei tea, ta on nii fucked up.