Still I Rise You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may tread me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? 'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I'll rise. Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling down like teardrops. Weakened by ...

11 April 2014, 12:52 PM
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Brian Patten

And Nothing Is Ever As You Want It To Be You lose your love for her and then It is her who is lost, And then it is both who are lost, And nothing is ever as perfect as you want it to be. In a very ordinary world A most extraordinary pain mingles with the small routines, The loss seems huge and yet Nothing can be pinned down or fully explained. You are afraid. If you found the perfect love It would scald your hands, Rip the skin from your nerves, Cause havoc with a computered heart. You lo...

11 April 2014, 12:45 PM
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Langston Hughes

As I Grew Older It was a long time ago. I have almost forgotten my dream. But it was there then, In front of me, Bright like a sun— My dream. And then the wall rose, Rose slowly, Slowly, Between me and my dream. Rose until it touched the sky— The wall. Shadow. I am black. I lie down in the shadow. No longer the light of my dream before me, Above me. Only the thick wall. Only the shadow. My hands! My dark hands! Break through the wall! Find my dream! Help me to shatter this darkness, To s...

05 April 2014, 11:17 AM
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bukowski

Bluebird there's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I'm too tough for him, I say, stay in there, I'm not going to let anybody see you. there's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I pour whiskey on him and inhale cigarette smoke and the whores and the bartenders and the grocery clerks never know that he's in there. there's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I'm too tough for him, I say, stay down, do you want to mess me up? you want to screw up the w...

05 April 2014, 10:54 AM
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Bukowski

Raw With Love little dark girl with kind eyes when it comes time to use the knife I won't flinch and I won't blame you, as I drive along the shore alone as the palms wave, the ugly heavy palms, as the living does not arrive as the dead do not leave, I won't blame you, instead I will remember the kisses our lips raw with love and how you gave me everything you had and how I offered you what was left of me, and I will remember your small room the feel of you the light in...

05 April 2014, 10:54 AM
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Bukowski

The Genius Of The Crowd there is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the average human being to supply any given army on any given day and the best at murder are those who preach against it and the best at hate are those who preach love and the best at war finally are those who preach peace those who preach god, need god those who preach peace do not have peace those who preach peace do not have love beware the preachers beware the knowers beware those who are always reading bo...

05 April 2014, 10:50 AM
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Charles Bukowski

An Almost Made Up Poem I see you drinking at a fountain with tiny blue hands, no, your hands are not tiny they are small, and the fountain is in France where you wrote me that last letter and I answered and never heard from you again. you used to write insane poems about ANGELS AND GOD, all in upper case, and you knew famous artists and most of them were your lovers, and I wrote back, it’ all right, go ahead, enter their lives, I’ not jealous because we’ never met. we got close once in New O...

05 April 2014, 10:41 AM
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Charles Bukovski

A Smile To Remember we had goldfish and they circled around and around in the bowl on the table near the heavy drapes covering the picture window and my mother, always smiling, wanting us all to be happy, told me, 'be happy Henry!' and she was right: it's better to be happy if you can but my father continued to beat her and me several times a week while raging inside his 6-foot-two frame because he couldn't understand what was attacking him from within. my mother, poor fish, wanting to be ...

05 April 2014, 10:27 AM
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Эль Твит

Я всё соврал. У вас обычные глаза, И голос ваш такой же как у многих, Я врал, что всё хотел вернуть назад, Сплетая воедино две дороги. И ваши безмятежные черты Ничуть меня не душат среди ночи. Да и в объятьях ваших глубины, Мне кажется, не больше, чем у прочих. Ещё я врал, что шёл за вами по пути, Что выдержал разлуки еле-еле. Я так же врал, что вас когда-нибудь любил. Я врал себе... но так и не поверил..

09 March 2014, 05:05 PM
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Мы и есть масло. Вы и я - масло в огонь. И шансов у нас еще меньше, чем у снежного кома в адском пекле.

17 February 2014, 06:16 PM
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Яке абсурдне наше суспільство. Сьогодні майже всі одержали права без вагомих зусиль і не знають(скоріше не хочуть знати),що коли швидка мчить на виклик, потрібно з'їхати вбік,щоб пропустити її, дати можливість врятувати чиєсь безцінне життя.

16 October 2013, 04:53 PM
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a feeling, that everything has a price, appears somitimes

16 October 2013, 07:16 AM
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мы к богу, а нас к черту

16 October 2013, 07:12 AM
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Wtf? horrible beginning of the week! why is it so cold in Kyiv? my throat is feeling first signs of cold. brr. I've been a little bit irritated today,but drinking tea with mint to be calm as a piton.I'll go on my volleyball training for the first time this year tomorrow. Tuesday must be a better day!

30 September 2013, 05:44 PM
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бабине літо дідове літо ані зігрітися ані зігріти ані припасти ані пропасти класика просто ну просто класика як з хрестоматії падають опади стомлено зморено знічено зопалу і хіроманти курсують долонями зломлені скорені мічені зоною і хачапурі печеться в братрурі солене перчене гірчене буре і хрестоносці й христопродавці всі у полоні в осені-бабці в осені-старця в осені-осені вже не підемо по воду босими вже не зійдемо на берег голими осінь плекає похмурих големів осінь плаксива плеще і свище...

28 September 2013, 10:30 AM
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Кому-то говорят "раздевайся", а кому-то "одевайся теплее". Чувствуете разницу?

28 September 2013, 10:23 AM
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И спускаемся вниз с покоренных вершин, Оставляя в горах, оставляя в горах свое сердце.

28 September 2013, 09:37 AM
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Лучше гор могут быть только горы, На которых еще не бывал.

28 September 2013, 09:35 AM
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Home,sweet home! Place,where you are loved and waited!Where you can eat whatever you want!I was so hungry after the long road home.I loss 2kg during these 3 weeks-awesome:) Peace,comfort,harmony:)

20 September 2013, 09:31 PM
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I knew,that everything would be like this,that it would come to the end.Something touched my soul,made some scars,and ran away. Hm,not scars,but scratches,but it's still aching.Another confirmation,that I don't need it. Not now,at least

19 September 2013, 09:33 PM
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