Tea Forever For Me!

I have nothing big to talk about, just want to show you something!
When I heard that Lady Gaga have the song called Tea, I was wondering about what could it be (uuuu a rhym ;) ) If I can't hear her's I'll write my version, my idea of it and I opened a Word doc and typed the name Tea. Then I had no words...It was a blank canvas looking at me and I have no colours to create something of it. And i was so devastated that I saved that file with just a name Tea. It was hanging there among my files and one night (of course it was night cuz I'm a night owl and yeah then I have inspiration) and I got this idea of The A Team from Ed Sheran but still nothing tangible and I wrote the first verse among other very bad lines and it was she's my tea. Now why is she my tea? how can person be like a tea? Cuz she's that hot? cuz she tastes that good? cuz she smells that good? I was left again with those thoughts and I left it standing stearing at me. And I couldn't imagine ;), but I was drinking tea when I realise that she is like a tea, because I couldn't live without her. The first stanza (what a word!) was written it was sweet and lovely, but if you read my stuff I always like to fall a bit into dark upppsss I'm sorry. But it has a happy ending! yay me!!! And of course love, love, love, I want your love!

Tea

Everytime I see you on the floor,

Everytime you close another open door.

I start to wonder if it's true,

But I believe it is just you,

Nothing can dry your tears,

Nothing can turn back the years,

But when you are with me,

Smile and be free

                                         

You are like a tea,

Warm, good for me,

You are like a tea,

Running free.

And with every look I can see through your eyes,

And with every touch the cold inside of me dies,

And whenever she's with me!

She's my tea!

Now that we are apart we are blind,

I try to focus but only you're in my mind,

I'm feeling cold when I'm alone,

I feel bear as a broken bone,

Leave me alone in tears,

I'm lost in all heaven sfears,

But when you were with me,

I was happy, I could see

You are like a tea,

Warm, good for me,

You are like a tea,

Running free.

And with every look I can see through your eyes,

And with every touch the cold inside of me dies.

And whenever she's with me!

She's my tea!

I have to stand up and remember,

It's snowing and it's cold out in december,

I want to smell fresh tea leaves,

I need love for my heart that grieves,

When I feel that cold breeze,

When the phone rings, it's you please!

But when I hear your voice,

I have a second choice!

You are like a tea,

Warm good for me,

You are like a tea,

Running free.

And with every look I can see through your eyes,

And with every touch the cold inside of me dies.

And whenever she's with me!

She's my tea!

So hope you liked that! :) It's a bit wintery, but I don't care I don't live in time, but in imagination so I don't care! :D

Heros, Our heros

I just watched The Pretty One and I have to say that the film is damn good! You have to believe me, cuz it's pass 3 in the morning and I'm still up, cuz I wanna talk about stuff, like you know I loke to do :)
Well I'll start with this.
Who are our Heros? Who are Heros...
They are people that we worship, thy are people that inspire us, they are people that we want look alike, they are people who always have place in there hearts for us, even if they don't know.
But...(there is always that but) Who are you? If I ask you who are you or is I ask you Who is your Hero, which aswer would be answered first?
I'm going to take a guess the one about your Hero, cuz you have so much to talk about his/her, cuz your mind is exploding, just when I say the first letter of their name right? But when I ask you who you are, for the first 5 seconds you're going to be quiet right? Cuz you can't find the right words. Now I have my heros and you have yours and I'm not saying that that's wrong or anything, I'm just saying that you think enough about who you are, what are the things that descripe you.
I mean in The Pretty One we see just that: A perfect sister, with perfect life, and a weird sister who cleans after her father, but when the perfect one dies the weird one becomes the perfect one and finds that she wants to know about herself by pretending that she is someone else, but that someone else is just perfect why not stick to it, why not?
I mean, some people overlook something that they become that thing, but what about the person that is trying to stand up, be something new, what about that person?
You know people have a lot of copies of other paintings and yeah I just found that out in this film the father and the "weird" (sorry I know that that weird word is horrible, but you know what I mean) sister are painting reproducions of those famouse paintings, and she isn't so good with that, as she is not so good at faking that she is her sister, cuz she is someone else, she is something diffrent, something new, something weird if you want, that nobody else is. And everyone should be like that, everyone should thing about who they trully are, what are their goals, how they want to live.
But sometimes as I sad we just forgot, we don't have words about ourselves, but so many words about others, we are pushing ourselves in some corner of our body and forgetting that this persen is still actually in there, but when something poke that person and all problems come back we just crush, we are in pieces, and who is picking them up? Psyhiatrist! Why cuz we are not strong, cuz we didn't get crushed enough to find a way to pick ourselves up, we were pushing ourselves in the corner, behing old curtains, behind the scenes where no camera can come.
And PSYHIATRIST will save us, of course cuz they are paid to do that, and we have too much money, and we are to dumb to find ourselves. I mean what kind of animal are we? A stupid one, cuz we need someone who we don't know to tell us who we are? DO WE REALLY WANT THAT? Sometimes we think we are not strong, that we are losing, that we are going to be beaten by ourselves, just becouse we are too afraid to find out who we are.
We are afraid to find a lightness in the dark, we are afraid to be that light, we are sitting in the corner and crying cuz "there is no way out", but there are open doors, through them you can find another way, another path of your life, you just have to want it. It's not about the need, it's about the want, it's about your choise, it about you!
It's about WHO YOU ARE!

another thing I will of course post a poem with it, I wrote it like last week and I winished it like right now!
it's

The Light

When I wake up in the garden of colors each day,

the world is painted all in dreary grey,

No flower nor blossom,

Nor bird has come,

To open up the paradise,

To open up your eyes,

To see, to believe,

And love and never leave.

But the time had passed before you opened up your eyes,

the truth is hidden behind all the lies.

The beauty is now gone,

even smiles,

even friendships among the men,

they've used all the wiles,

tricks, ruses, killed again,

it was all gone anon!

The darkness came and ate the bright sun from the sky,

The colors are stolen and I could die,

But I'm somehow still here,

I'm not broken.

From the darkness I can appear,

Now I wear the dark tolken,

I know what this means,

It means, that I am the light that now appears,

I am the sun, not another color, nor another blossom,

I am the one, who will make thing right,

I am the one who will bring up the light!

Be your own light, find it and shine with it!!

White world

The world
full of loneliness
Is like white.

White is beautiful,
as loneliness can be,
but white is boring,
as loneliness isn't.

You can't talk to
white,
but you can talk with
loneliness.

Loneliness is you.

You are white.

You are beautiful.

Be who you want to be,
there is nothing wrong
with WHO you ARE.

White eyes, pale sking, cold breath, warm touch, will lead you to the world full of colours

It's not really a poem, but I found it when I was cleaning my room and I think it's nice if I share it :)

The Birth of Venus

Hey guys!!

It's been long since I wrote, had work to do and yeah I've been lazy
But I want to share this song that I wrote, well I wrote it for Lady Gaga for her birthday, I know she didn't see it, but some people did, and I that idea came to, cuz I was thinking well I have to draw something for her (well that "for her" sounds weird haha, but let's say draw something for me, because of her, or to show what she means to me) and there wasn't enough time, or the idea to draw or paint something so I was thinking and I said well you can write too, why not write a song, that isn't just about her, but about your feelings, life, art, love and whatever comes to my mind and I sat down and just relax and tried to find some idea and simbol to write that song, and since venus came out and i really love the song, I was waiting for it, and I said, yeah why not make a story and mix Lady Gaga and the original myth in it. And yeah it just came out haha. I know that I'm not englishman or american and that leads to, that I'm not like the greatest poet in english haha, but I still did it. So here it is: A story behind Bottichelli's The Birth of Venus!

The Birth of VENUS

When the seed fell down and fused with sea,

The sunray lit up on you and me.

Then suddenly time stoped running

The earth is standing still,

There is she!

Look, she’s so stunning!

Now’s the time, seashell is rising,

Now’s the time, darkness is falling,

The wind finds spring,

Adam gives Eve a ring,

Here is she,

VENUS thee!

Every leaf and every flower are as one,

Every man and every wife have a son,

And every god,

Gives her a nod!

The love between a sky and the sea,

The love is growing between you and me,

Here is she,

VENUS thee!

The dawn lights up the wonderful day,

There is she, made of fairy’s clay,

Every flower is now blooming,

The earth is standing still,

There is she!

Look, she’s so stunning!

Even unicorns with the purest heart,

They came to enjoy moments of art,

On the edge of glory she’s standing,

The earth is staying still,

There is she!

Look, she’s so stunning!

The love between a sky and the sea,

The love is growing between you and me,

Here is she,

Venus thee!

No one can express how she’s feeling,

She’s like bright chandelier on the ceiling,

But then she falls…

The earth is standing still,

Where is she?

From seashell she rolls!

Now’s the time, seashell is rising,

Now’s the time, darkness is falling,

An arrow finds her heart,

She is falling apart,

Here she’s lying,

She not flying!

Then her people, that she’s now ruling,

They come, helping her is what they’re doing,

The princess now is dying,

The earth is standing still,

Creatures like monsters,

Are coming above her, they are flying.

Now’s the time, last sunray is coming,

Nothing, but she hears just humming

A sunray finds her mark

The arrow is now glowing in the dark,

Here is she!

VENUS’s flying!

Love is ruling on the great earth,

Gods gave us her in the loving birth,

Nothing else can’t hurt her,

The earth is standing still,

Applause is rising down the heel!

“Happy birthday!”

They are screaming,

Little monsters,

Yours forever they‘re now gleaming!