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27/06/2007

ice

 free music
The Island Of Children's Children Swim to shore We two Pet the kids We who Lose our way Too drunk Scream and shout Go hide With you who falls me too so small Can I try make it good again Sin for you who they will find your way While go way nice and dark come back Home Swim to shore We two Pet the kids We who Lose our way Too drunk Scream and shout Go hide With you please fall me who so small Can I try make it burn again Sin for you who they will find your way A while go way nice and dark come back Home
26/06/2007

in a frozen sea

people ask me why i want to go somewhere so cold..
12/01/2007

Spanish

ice granita
blackhole lacks gravity
spanish mashmellow
fainted is sweetness flow
lingering is your strings mellow
 
molten choc cake
melting lightness
going down going down
should have cared less
let go..untill it's gone
 
a soothing sound
hit just
like a rushing pull
of those strings
and those haunting eyes
gone
 
 
04/05/2006

Wants of Desires

I’m given to some wants of desires

And given to wants of none at all

For fires consumed burn ever so bright

Unable to be drenched in the place of my soul

 

From a drowsy spot just on the other side

Did you dream well, as I did of another

And another time altogether?

Lay such hand upon my brow

And take me with you as you leave

 

For some light must penetrate old shadows

And I want you with sword in hand

To cross left over right, dark over night

You over me, me under you

 

A confessor once spoke kind

That he loved all that he abhorred

For it kept him fixed in a place beyond nature

But things do shift, and that same confessor

Confesses to you

That my love,

As it once loved

Loves no more

13/04/2006

M.C.Escher

Who Should Paint You: M.C. Escher

Open and raw, you would let your true self show for your portrait.
And even if your painting turned out a bit dark, it would be honest.

What Artist Should Paint Your Portrait?
http://www.blogthings.com/whatartistshouldpaintyourportraitquiz/

28/02/2006

Fear

Fire destroys fire

fissions of desire

passion undenied

stifled to aspire

 

Emptiness its own entity

self-induced reality

blind to the color of happiness

loss of youth and immortality

 

Crossroads void direction

wounded soul third degree infection

I promise to be always on your side

regardless of your intention

 

Fear of  an unknown enemy

eclipsed truth & obscured visibility

I question only my sanity

we all share different views of the same

reality

 

A dream colored play act

of how it should be

in this absolute existence

I cannot see

03/01/2006

Pour le prince du Reykjavík

What a sound

Coldness thrashing into the heart

Your bones lit up

 

What a sound

Broken silver splashing into vanilla sky

Your lips numbed

 

What a sound

His voice cut into body like a knife

Your blood turns dark

 

What a sound

Drumbeat running dry

Like already dead stones of icy highland

 

What a sound

It’s saying without words

 

Stop humming and fly over to me

And Let’s jump

29/12/2005

My Power Color

At Your Highest:
You are warm, sensitive, and focused on your personal growth.
At Your Lowest:
You become defensive and critical if you feel attacked.
In Love:
You are loyal - but you demand the respect you deserve.
How You're Attractive:
You are very affectionate and inspire trust.
Your Eternal Question:
"Am I Respected?"
19/10/2005

On the Verge of

Pursed rosy lips

Smudged mascara

Who is this angry soul

Seen in the broken pieces?

 

Pieces of pierced Pisces

“Seven years of bad luck” they say

I don’t need another minute of it now

Only cries of the dead could save me

From this drowning fear (but no more)

“Waste me Taste me my friend”

 

Rolls of salt tears

Running down the cheek

Down into earlobe hole—sears

 

The world dissolving in a hot bath tub---

Switching off my life

I feel pure and sweet as a newborn

A redness flows from the veins

Blossoming through clear water

A surf gaudy as poppies

I could just sink into sleep

28/07/2005

My Hazel Butterfly

We grow together

You grow out of me

You outgrow me

You are my butterfly

 

Hazel wings, golden fringes

We dance in the moonlight

I glide you fly

We are one

 

They want to take you away

Saying I need a change

To start fresh

But I shall never sell me short

 

 

Self Paradox

Self Paradox

 

I’m passionate I’m freezing

I’m brave I’m thrilled

I’m proud I’m ashamed

I’m normal I’m special

I’m calm I’m fanatic

I’m flexible I’m tough

I’m talented I’m pale

I’m independent I’m helpless

I’m combined I’m splits

I’m talkative I’m speechless

I’m stainless I’m blurred

I’m classic I’m rude

I’m hopeful I’m frustrated

I’m warm-hearted I’m cold-blooded

I’m sensible I’m impulsive

I’m decent I’m freak

I’m drowsy I’m insomnious

I’m aware I’m zonked

I’m flinched I’m adventurous

I’m fortunate I’m sad

I’m thoughtful I’m amnesiac

I’m practical I’m romantic

I’m free I’m imprisoned

I’m conventional I’m radical

I’m narcissistic I’m abandoned

I’m righteous I’m slinky

I’m realistic I’m idealistic

I’m helpful I’m selfish

I’m altruistic I’m egoistic

I’m philanthropic I’m scornful

I’m linked I’m disconnected

I’m existent I’m void

I’m available I’m invalid

I’m easygoing I'm tantalizing

I’m French I’m Deutsch

I’m concentrated I’m distracted

I’m outspoken I’m reserved

I’m self-controlled I’m self-indulgent

I’m vodka I’m an espresso

I’ve bfs I’m single

I’m conscious I’m eeried

I’m an aficionado I’m an outlier

I’m cultivated I’m wild

I’m exquisite I’m violent

I’m sensitive I’m numb

I’m whole I’m parts

I’m innocent I’m guilty

I’m full I’m vacant

I’m the tin-opener I’m the sardine

I’m energetic I’m paralytic

I’m exposed I’m concealed

I’m white I’m black

I’m Jesus I’m Juda

I’m the criminal I’m the judge

I’m modest I’m pretentious

I’m sure I’m ambivalent

I’m transparent I’m opaque

I punctual I’m a procrastinator

I’m underestimated I’m overrated

I’m passive I’m aggressive

I’m an Catholic I’m an Antitheist

I’m coming I’m leaving

I’m material I’m spiritual

I was born in 1983 I was dead then

I’m everything I’m nothing

I’m humane I’m cruel

I’m ordinary I’m cynical

I’m blameless I’m criticized

I’m Kurt I’m Cortney

I’m paralleled I’m controversial

I’m still I’m trembling

I’m clean I’m lousy

I’m gorgeous I’m blind

I’m dazzling I’m gloomy

I’m masculine I’m a feminist

I’m serious I’m joking

I love snow I catch cold

I’m in love I’m alone

I’m healthy I’m sick

I’m the VIP I’m the nobody

Am I?

I am.

 

Everybody contradicts to him or herself in some ways. But life is a contradiction isn’t it?

05/07/2005

How You See The World

How you see the world



Are you missing something?
Looking for something?
Tired of everything
Searching and struggling
Are you worried about it?
Do you wanna talk about it?
Oh You're gonna get it right some time

Theres so much to be scared of
And not much to make sense of
Are you running in a circle?
You can't be too careful
And you can't relate it
'Cos it's complicated
Oh You're gonna get it right some time
You're gonna get it right some time

It's how you see the world
How many times can you see?
You can't believe what you learn

It's how you see the world
Don't you worry yourself
Your not gonna get hurt

Oooohhhhh...

Is there something missing?
There's nobody listening
Are you scared of what you don't know?
Dont wanna end up on your own?
You need conversation
And information

Ohhhhhhhhh...

Gonna get it right sometimes
You just wanna get it right sometimes

It's how you see the world
How many times have you heard?
You can't believe a word

It's how you see the world
Don't you worry yourself
'Cos nobody can learn

Oooooh
Oooooh
Ooooooooh

That's how you see the world
That's how you see the world
10/06/2005

We never change.

On a day as cold and gray as today, you see something clearer. Reality bites, it does. You know it and see it and hear it and feel it, but you still go for it. I've been here in this gigantic glassy/classy building for 3 months. 3 months, yes, enough time for you to say something. But i can't, nothing felt, i've found myself voiceless, helpless, and...mindless. Worst of all, I'm not leaving.

I'm only being cruel to myself, telling myself this is life you're to live. Despite there's the other me drumming inside, who want to fly and never come down, to live in a wooden house where the sun comes out, and have friends around. The tension between the two is growing stronger, and myself weaker.

We never change, do we? No no, we never learn to bleed, we never learn to leave.