Posted: Sun Apr 05, 2009 3:59 pm
Replace the brush with a pen and the paint with words...
It's harder then you might think...
It's harder then you might think...
I like it because I make you think about him. (and the way he thought)Kurt Cobain wrote: Spring is here again
tender age in bloom
he know not what it means
sell the kids for food
we can have some more
The water is so yellow
I'm a health student
You're my vitamins
Take your time
Hurry up
the choice is yours
don't be late
And just maybe I'm to blame f
or all I've heard
but I'm not sure
I'm so exited
I can't wait to meet you there
but I don't care
I don't care if it's old
I don't mind if I don't have a mind
get away from your home
Have to have poison skin
Give an inch take a smile
Never met a wise man
If so it's a woman
gotta find a way to find a way
I had better wait
One more special message to go
As defence I'm neutered and spayed
What the hell am I trying to say?
I got so high that i scratched till I bled
The second coming came in last and out of the closet
At the end of the rainbow and your rope
Don't hurt yourself
I want some help to help myself
She's just as bored as me
I've got this friend you see
Who makes me feel
I don't regret a thing
And the animals I've trapped have all become my pets
Our little group has always been
With the lights out it's less dangerous
Here we are now
Entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My libido
Yay
Yay
A denial
I'm worse at what i do best and for this I feel blessed
I found it hard
It's hard to find
Oh well
Whatever
Nevermind
atomtengeralattjaro wrote:it's about "I want to be a wild apple tree"..Shai'tan wrote:Google Translate wrote:József Attila: I want you to be vadalmafa!
I want you to be vadalmafa!
Vadalmafa spacious;
And to my body jóllakhatna
All hungry little children
Árnyaimmal betakarva.
I want you to be vadalmafa
And each child is an orphan,
If Pereg bitter tears,
Visit and tears
Watered the tövemet.
I want you to be vadalmafa,
What if I was dehydrated
And the father of winter cut,
Flames felszárítná
Tears of sad orphans.
And if you'd be vadalmafa,
Have joy in the earth and
Nowhere in any sorrow, suffering
And the heads are not smiling
Abuse of the migration.
1921. apr. 12.![]()
(and no it's not my fav. poem, i just looked it up.)
Looking forward to read some Poe.
Yes. More precisely, it's a crab-apple-tree, i just looked it up. (we call crab-apples "wild apples")Shai'tan wrote:So, vadalmafa = wild apple tree ?
atomtengeralattjaro wrote:Yes. More precisely, it's a crab-apple-tree, i just looked it up. (we call crab-apples "wild apples")Shai'tan wrote:So, vadalmafa = wild apple tree ?