Her er så siden med de fleste af mine digte !!

 

Min Kærlighed

Elsker du skønhed så elsk ikke mig,
for alt i verden er skønnere end jeg.
Elsker du rigdom så elsk ikke mig,
for alt i verden er rigere end jeg.
MEN elsker du kærlighed så elsk
blot mig for ingen kan elske som jeg...

 2 old
2 cry
2 young
2 die
2 much in love
2 say goodbye

 Him

I know him. but still I don't.
He's a friend. But without a friendship.
I know him and still I don't
I love him, and I don't love him

He's mysteries and still so open.
He's talking but without saying anything
He's so close and at the same time so fare away…
He's so honest and still so not-known

 Drømme har vinger
tanker har magt.
Håbet er en ting
der anlrig blev sagt.

Mit lys i mørket.

 Nu bliver det mørkt og stjernerne lyser smukt
Her sidder jeg
Lige der hvor floden slår en bugt
Jeg tænker kun på dig
Jeg drømmer om en verden
Hvor ingen føler smerte

Du og jeg kunne altid være sammen
Jeg mærker varmen som var det flammen
Er du mig nær?
Jeg føler mig så sær
Et mystisk lys dannes foran mig
Og i lyset ser jeg dig

You, and your kisses.

I laugh and I grin
kissing the smile of your chin
You pucker up and say
those silly words
I giggle and cover my face
as I squirm into your embrace
Your cologne envelopes me
in a mist of You
Those warm, beautiful lips
kiss my pink fingertips
as your sweet brown hands
find mine

 I love you

There is not a single day that goes by, that I don't think about you. You fill up my thoughts like no one has ever done before. It's you and me, like the flowers and the bees. We start out as two and end up as one. One mind. One universe, one thing. Two souls created to become one.
You are the one for me and I'm the one for you!!! We're you and me, me and you, one for all and all for one.
We are goner spend our lives together as one you and me, me and you.


Hvad er Adam uden Eva ?
Hvad er Romeo ude Juliet ?
Hvad er jeg uden dig ???

 Jeg elsker kun dig

jeg elsker kun dig.
men elsker du overhovedet mig?
jeg stiller mig selv det spørgsmål.
om og om igen.
Mit hjerte er som et flammende bål.
Jeg føler ikke blot du er en ven.
Blomsterne springer ud.
Regndråber lander på min hud.
Nu vil jeg finde ud af det.
Elsker du mig?
Jeg elsker stadig kun dig.
I alle disse år har jeg ventet.
Og et ja har jeg nu hentet.
Jeg elsker kun dig.
Og du elsker kun mig.

Jeg føler

Jeg føler noget for dig!
Hvad jeg føler ved du godt
Jeg føler kærlighed
Det er ikke nogen hemmelighed.

Jeg føler noget stort.
Jeg føler noget er på vej
Glæden som jeg får når du er hos mig
Jeg glæder mig til at jeg igen skal se dig

Jeg føler kærlighed
Jeg føler glæde
Jeg føler at vores kærlighed vil fortsætte
Fortsætte i tusind af år

 

Kærligheden.

Kærligheden er svær
Det har jeg allerede lært
Jeg er blevet forelsket i dig
Men elsker du nu også mig?
Mit hjerte det banker
Når du er i mine tanker
Jeg har hørt at kærligheden er dyr
Men jeg det som i et eventyr

 

Bange for at miste.

 Nu bliver det mørkt og stjernerne lyser smukt
Her sidder jeg
Lige der hvor floden slår en bugt
Jeg tænker kun på dig
Jeg drømmer om en verden
Hvor ingen føler smerte

Du og jeg kunne altid være sammen
Jeg mærker varmen som var det flammen
Er du mig nær?
Jeg føler mig så sær
Et mystisk lys dannes foran mig
Og i lyset ser jeg dig

 kærlighed i december

Det skete 1 december ved midnats tid.
……. var så juleblid.
Jeg blev forelsket i ham.
Han var sød og blød. Næsten som et lam.

Folk de drillede og gjorde nar.
Men min kærlighed til ham var klar.
Jeg spurgte ham om han ville være min.
Fra den dag af kunne han kalde mig sin.

Nu er to måneder gået.
Mit hjerte for ham har slået.
Jeg elsker ham og han elsker mig.
Min kærlighed til ham er noget for sig.

Langt i det fjerne
blinker en stjerne
den blinker til dig
som et minde fra mig

 Sider her og tænker kun på dig. 

Jeg sidder lige her og tænker kun på dig,
og vil vide om du virkelig elsker mig,
du sidder i det fjerne,
men er dog i min hjerne,
nu sidder jeg og håber, du spørger
, kommer og står ved min dør,
så mødes vi atter,
så jeg kan høre din latter!

 I meet you undernesth the moon

 I met you underneath the moon,
The night was over much too soon.
The rose was red,
you gave it to me,
on the night we met.
The moon was bright,
It showed me the light.
The light led to you,
Something, it will always do.

You showed me love and trust,
That's why I loved you so much.
There was no bad ways or lies,
They were the days of my life.

I still look back on days, where I didn't know you.
But they were just days.
These where like little purls, in all of my worlds.
Turning you in to a prince, I haven't felt that since.

You showed my love when I was down the most.
You showed my passion when I needed it the most.
You gave me room sweet talk at the same time.
Could it be……………….there was an angel be my arm.

 we'll catch the laughter of the wind
label it and get it tinned
hide it in some dusty drawer
then cry together
and laugh no more
we'll dance a dance
that never ends
holding lightly onto our friends
speaking softly
words and sighs
'be mine my love'
the moment dies
time escapes
and prances on
leaving us dancing
to miserys song
the day has passed
sun sinking slowly
can we be
each others one and only?
steal this moment
one more kiss
chasing lightly
passing clouds
memories
which all grow hazy
of days gone by
sad and lonely.

 Var det meningen?

du kyssede min kind
men vores kærlighed endte blindt
en pige kom ind i dit liv
men det var ikke mig

nu sidder jeg her hjemme og græder
jeg ved det er spild af tåre
det var jo ikke mig der lavede en fejl
det var dig og nu er du gået din vej

var det det der var meningen?
Var det virkelig det du ville?
Ville du blot ødelægge mit liv?
Nej. Jeg vil ikke græde mere!

På hver en vej findes der lykke
En dag bliver det min tur igen
Min tur til at mærke kærligheden
Fra en der elsker mig.

 

You're the boy

 You are the boy that lights up my days,
In all kind of wonderful, magical ways.
You show me love when I'm down at the most.
You show me passion when I need it the most.
You give me room and sweet talk at the same time,
Could it be…………..there's an angel in my arm.

 

You and me.

You and me were meant to be.
You and me will always be.
You and me, like a child and its mother.
You and me, there is no other.

 Life?
Life…. what is that? One big Illusion of a meaningful existence. But does it have a point?…….. A purpose?
Or id it just one big game created by e great creature who got bored……?

We get born.
We use years to search for a meaning. But finds nothing.
And if some of us are so lucky to finally find something, we'll be to old to use it as a purpose for our own existence.

We use hours of hours to trying to find the true inner person of ourselves. But at the same time we try to be the good, perfect body that our closest friends wants. Or create the super Hot body and the-always-sexy-and-sassy-attitude that most guys are attracted to.

childhood fantasy
It all starts when you walk down the streets in your childhood neighbourhood and it all seems different somehow, like the streets are a little bit darker and the people a little bit scarier……… Then you start wondering if it's you that chanced or the rest of the world……………………And then later when you think you have it all figured out,…….you start wondering again if you are scared of the dark, or if you can just walk right through it………like you used to.

 

You.
You're the one I think of when I wake up.
You're the one I think about when I close my eyes.
You're the one I see in my dreams and hear in my mind.
You're my everything and all, the hero who heard my call.

My hero, my dream. My everything and all. The first thing I think off and the last thing I see. You and me forever and always,
The first and last, all big and small things, they all create the man of my dreams, You.

Et blik 

Et blik, et smil
Amors kærlighedspil.
Et blik, en tanke
en hård hjertebanken.
Et ord, en varme
forelskens trygge arme.
et ord, din stemme
umulig at glemme.
et stik, en tåre
et hjerte så let at såre
et stik, en flænge
et ar kan det bringe.
et stik, et stik
et ar var, hvad jeg fik.

 I see all of my days,
In completely different ways.
Some of them are almost interesting,
Other are deeply depressing.

But with good comes bad ,
And with bad comes good.

 

 

One evening, of the rest of my life.

 I heard a sound coming from my phone,
But no one was there.
Funny. Is was just when I was feeling most alone…………!!

I went back to my room, still all alone.
To return to the part of the world
Where I am not so alone.

where I am not I, and thou are not thou.
The world where everybody is perfect,
And I'm sorry, but still not real.

I found my self laughing out loud,
while looking out in the room……..
suddenly thinking, who am I talking to……?

Feeling sad, embarrassed and stupid at the same time.
And believe me when I say,
This is not something you want to feel !!

 Min ven

Er du min ven eller vad er du?
Har du en plads i mit hjerte?
Hvis du ikke har en plads i mit hjerte...
hvor har du så?
Holder jeg af dig som en ven?
Eller elsker jeg dig som var du min kæreste?
Intet ved jeg længere

Jeg kunne stille mig selv tusind af spørgsmål
Hvor er det jeg er på vej hen?
Det føles som om jeg falder...
Falder ned i et stort sort, tomt, endeløst hul
Er det en følelse eller er det sandt?
Er jeg på vej ned i et hul som aldrig vil ende?
Intet ved jeg længere

Jeg føler en varme i min krop
En varme jeg aldrig har følt før
Hvor kommer denne varme fra?
Jeg tænker på dig...
Gad vide om det er...
Det er svarene på alle mine spørgsmål
Nu ved jeg alt og jeg elsker dig

 Naturens krigere.
Bølgerne omgav mig, de brusede som stolte krigere, mod bredden.
Solen var på vej ned mens himlen var belyst med alverdens orange og røde nuancer. En stille vind flød ganske let gennem sivende i sandkanten. Skibene lå stille på bredden og ventede på næste tur ud over det åbne vand, mens skyerne bevægede sig langsomt over himlen som store puder af vat. De øverste hvide som sne, mens de nederste var mørke og hemmelighedsfulde. Alt var stille og fredfyldt. Jeg var omgivet af fred og modernaturs egne vidundere.

 

 

Et Lys i mørket

 Et lys i mørket
Et håb i verden
Et strejf af lykke
Langt væk fra smerten
En regndråbe i ørkenen
En solsort i vinteren
Et strøg over håret
det kan gråden forhindre
En bi i december
En rose i Maj
Alle kan vel se
at det er DIG

 

 

Det ene øjeblik er det der, det næste øjeblik er det væk.
Det er det man elsker mest i verden.
Det der fylder ens liv,
Det er et rum som ikke mange kan fylde.

Men det ene øjeblik vor man opdager at det er blevet væk,
går alt i sort, og i slowmotion.
Dit hjerte banker som det aldrig har gjort før.
Man for overdrevene ideer om hvor og hvad der er sket med det.

Når man så finder det igen, bliver alt klart.
Det hele ser lyst ud igen og hverdagen går videre.
Men man vil fremover passe lidt ekstra på, følge lidt mere med og høre lidt mere efter.

For nu ved man virkelig hvad man har at miste !!

 The true part.

Some people say that the eyes are a reflection of your soul,
But when I ask myself, "who are you?" or even "who am I?"
Only parts of the answer is going to show in the eye.
Because the rest is not showing at all.
That's what pre-judgement is all about.
You see……..the rest of the person only shows up, if you take the time to get to know the person.
But if you take that time, you get the true part of the person, and that's the beauty of a friendship…………the true part !!

 take a straw
short one
choose a hand
wrong one
draw a card
low one
accept it? never
go two for three
then three for five
can't eat, can't sleep
gotta play, life depends
on the outcome
roll the dice
spin the wheel
take the chance
bite your nails
go back to start
win, lose
it's all the same
it's just a game
it's just a game
 this girl comes in
with makeup and looks
not the kind
who hits the books
all boys like her
i thought they liked me
but that's not the problem
my problem is... jealousy.
she's so nice and pretty
an all-around 14
giving, and pretty
prettier than me.
I'm not gonna go
kick her and bite her
because she's my friend
and i like her.

 My Big wish.

Your love was the meaning of my life.
That was what kept me hole.
It was deep.
But I lost all control
'cause It was also something I couldn't keep.

At first It couldn't be true,
I was the one who got the kiss
I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with you.
That was my dream, and my big wish.

 

What if...?

It's a friendship that you're never in,
A friendship that I have never left.
A friendship with love and hate,
Like a Broadway show, without it's leading cast.

You started it, I full filled it.
I dreamt about it, you never even accepted it.
I tried to forget it, but you wouldn't let me.
Everyday, when I saw you in the hallways, it got me thinking and remembering.

And then I started the worst thing.
I started to wonder, too wonder what if….?
What if you never had rejected me? Would we then be together? What if you hadn't been fake, and never started anything in the first place? What would then have destroyed my days?

What if I had never met you? Would I then be happy?
What if you had been a boy? Would I then ever be able to love again?
Would my heart be broken for ever,
or is it already broken enough as it is?

I keep on wondering, remembering and hoping,
that someday, somehow, somewhere I will find another heart,
and another soul that wont reject me like you did.

 Your smile.

You smile so sweet to me.
I"m smilling back to you.
You give me your hand
And I give you my hand

Together we walk
Hand in hand down the street
Together we get
In love

But you go away from me
Now I must go alone
I"m sit home and cry
I feel the tears getting down from my eyes

I know I"m wrong
But I don"t know how to change
Help me... you my last chance
I cant do it self

I know I love you
And you know you love me
Lock deep into your heart
And smile to me again

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