Lovesong Poetry

I read the rest of them too! You are talented, Thank you... for sharing your heart.

Thankyou very much.

Excausted I fall down, wrapping myself to dark. I throw away the burden over me and quietly curl up. Sky shines as my roof, forest: walls and the floor. Darkness covers me, to the dream, warmth and peace. Dream gets me, leading to the rest. New world is now front of me, that I think is real. I find peace there, and those i know. Im free, more happier, than ever before.

I take my flute, silvery, it bring to my lips. my breath make it ring out loud my sad aching. melody reaches my ears, it gives me the feeling, that this moment would be, like wonderful dream.
I wish we could go, could still return there, where you can feel the happiness that is everlasting. I wish there would still, something remaining from there. I wish I could be part of that, that lost have been.

When everything feels perfect, when I feel belonging here, and the life is happy. Then new sound, that my my ears heard, myself wakes to the new day. Away fades the world of dream. Everything that was real,
comes to dream, soon fades away. Like a cloud it disappears, again cannot be seen, that just have came past, and soon forgotten.

I take my flute....




And same in fictive language that have greatly affected for making this song. (partly icomplete though)


Urim

Aun uxphauedna vailni, däsäda krepotni. Pvis tertwni tuadknai vuobe, kerda hilan kuplni. Saya sointne koftone, motet: ltoi ad saile. Dire ninz poiet, urimda, lamda ad reucada. Urim nanz tep. Leptda viaeln jehd.El erensnai ues wairld. Reucain lide sefa, ad si siz kuotni.Ni e faea, iaponei khin ’jen bifarnei.

Tani hlitunai silvarey, siz hiuenai loh. Hrenahai sfaed siz rig joleiz säie keiriagai. Sevop karadanai kenca, si euonin atan anvit, eht aw’thil täis e, khin urim joadar. Tihni eht mar gohasiag, van|iag pelutn ethen seda, mhse euoini van ounc si e gejkodeta. Tihni eht elusd ethen, joteih jeaeil y’th|äl sefa, jisni van|iag e oat siza, math kodetal e.


by Risto S (from Second Book of Materica: Song of Mil)

Very nice written. Made me thinking of reading a story from a book. It has an interesting story that one would like reading on to see what more will happen. What is that other language? I first thought Finnish with your flag. Oh, and what kinda songs/music do you make?(though metal rings a bell to my ears, lol, lots of good metal from Finland )

The other language is is purely fictive used in that book. Unfortunately the book exists still only in Finnish. (because it's my written. If you like I can post the finnish version of the song as well. (to be more precise it's more poem than song because I don't have good melody to it). Still In the book a girl named as Mil is sining that song at harvest fesival revealing her spiritual side.

Finnish version of my song

Alas uupuneena vaivun, hämärään kietoudun. Pois heitän taakkain vyöryn, kokoon hiljaa käperryn. Taivas loistaa kattona, metsä: seinät ja lattia. Pimeys minut peittelee, uneen, lämpöön ja rauhaan. Uni minut kohtaa, lepoon viimein johtaa. On edessäni uusi maa, jota luulen oikeaks. Rauhan löydän sieltä, ja heidät, jotka tunnen. Olen vapaa, iloisempi kuin koskaan aiemmin.

Otan huiluni hopeisen, sen huulilleni vien. Henkäykseni saa sen soimaan julki haikean kaipuuni. Sävel korviini kantaa, se tunteen taas antaa, että hetki tämä ois, kuin unta ihanaa.
Toivon että kulkisimme, voisin palata vielä sinne, missä tuntea voi onnen, jok’ on katoamaton. Toivon että oisi vielä, jotain jäljellä yhä sieltä, kunpa voisin olla osa sitä, mikä kadotettu on.


Kun kaikki tuntuu täydelliseltä, tunnen kuuluvani tänne, elämä on onnellisinta. Silloin ääni uusi, jonka korvani kuuli, minut herättää uuteen päivään. Pois haihtuu unen maa. Kaikki joka oli totta, uneks muuttuu, haihtuu kohta. Lailla pilven se katoaa pois, uudestaan sit’en nähdä voi, mikä juuri on siirtynyt menneeksi, ja pian unohtuu.

Otan huiluni hopeisen...

^ Cool. Finnish is a cool, yet funny language, I think.


Btw, so you haven't found out what kinda music genre the song could be put into?

Tjogs I love that poem I could actually picture that persons pain, I guess its easy to feel the pain reading it and when your reminded of your own pain it was like a short story. It was very dark and yet there was always hope there. I like it. I think the Finnish Language is awesome too. I'm gonna look these words up online.

Thankyou for sharing

Yeah it does sound metal, yeah with that folk tale feel which is cool too.

Theme is still missing but here's my next song. (also from Materica)


Nothing more

Quietly to ground falling the leaves of autumn
Memory of june, withers to frost
Winter is coming soon, it's raining light
All the surroundings it wraps to the gray cloth of autumn

Standing under tree. Forgotten to moment
The young girl with blonde hair.
Touching the rind, it's rough surface.
The mark of love and broken heart.

Mornign rises above the whitening ground.
Mighty tree's fallen by the storm
Drying and withers, turning to earth
Only memory of life, it left remaining.

Seed grows from ground, it raises to the heights.
Years passes, seedling get even stronger
If one day under the roof of leaves.
Cover would it give for small birds.

The young girl with blonde hair.
Next to the trunk into soft soil.
Plants the seedling, continues the life, when
Quietly to ground falling the leaves


Mitään enempää

Maahan varisee lehdet hiljalleen
muisto kesäkuun routaan lakastuu.
Talvi pian saa, vettä tihuttaa
tienoon kietoo syksyn harmaan kankaaseen

Seisoo alla puun, hetkeen unohtuu
Tyttö nuori se, valkohiuksinen.
Kaarnaa koskettaa, pintaa karheaa
Merkin rakkauden, sydämen särkyneen.

Aamu sarastaa, vaalenevan maan.
Myrskyn kaataman, puun mahtavan
Kuivuu lakastuu, maaksi se muuttuu.
Jäljelle siit’ jäi vain muisto elämän

Siemen maasta nousee, kasvaa korkeuksiin
Vuodet vierii taimi, yhä vahvistuu.
Jospa kerran alla lehväkatoksen
Suojan antaisi se pikkulinnuille.

Tyttö nuori se, valkohiuksinen
Viereen rungon tän, multaan pehmeään
Taimen istuttaa, elämän jatkaa, kun
Maahan varisee lehdet hiljalleen

very good, Tjogs well maybe it could be a continuation story sonnet, it makes me think of change as with the seasons. Shes the hero but she looks like she'll make it with the change.

Yeah sorry I like to analyze everything like a nerd hehe. But its fun cause I find poetry so fascinating.

My flesh/lust is dead, I live in Christ - Lowanla (me)

(yeah this is kind of a song, I Tried to make it into a poem XD but I've been wanting to write
this poem for awhile but couldn't find a way to put it to words)

take your hand of my shoulder
don't touch this temple it is not yours
it belongs to the King
You try to remind me all that I use to be
but I died when I drank the red wine the blood
and I died when I ate the bread the flesh
and you cannot revive a deadman
no you cannot revive a deadman

I am arisen to eternity I have been brought to life
this is the true eternal life yes there is only truth
I am arisen I rose from the grave
the lambs book of life has my name

I put my flesh to death and repented
I joined the savior at the cross
and died with him
I arose when he arose and will transform
when he returns to take me home.

Believe (softly)
thats all it takes
recieve
thats all you need
for you were once a dead man (dead man)
the last day you will be changed
with Christ
you were once a dead man
and now you are --- alive.

A Bride for Christ

In a white flowing gown
the church patiently waits
in tears she adjusts her crown

temptations arise
she stands strong amidst the turmoil
she is torn to shreds her crown is stolen
she has been misled

in the dark she repents
the light shines down
and hope returns
for her knight her king returns on a white
horse

the evil dragon that kept her down
tries to strike at the king
the king speaks and the dragon
is silenced leaving the dragon broken wings

The king takes the Bride by the hand
carries her away
forever into the kingdom
he sets upon her head the new crown
and wipes the tear from her eye
as the whole world watches left behind
-end-

( I know it didn't rhyme oh well lol hehe)

- That doesn't matter, 'cause it is a very nice story poem.
I have always loved and still love fairy tales a lot, it fits very well into that category your poem. Although you have written it also symbolically in a biblical point of view, the bride and Jesus Christ as the bridegroom. Very good written, I liked it very much.

- The other poem is also very good written, btw...

Very nice written song too tjogs. Very deep.

This is a song I wrote for a Christian rock band project I joined, where I made the lyricks and did the singing.


The dark age of time
is over this earth
People condemned to hell
where you cry tears with no end
no one to comfort, no one to care
A kingdom of eternal pain

Refrain:

Give me mercy and give me grace
I'm longing to see your face
Thy Word is a lamp unto my feet
brighten up my joy into holy treat

God the Father is far away
you're chances are spoiled
Now you can't run away
nor you can't hide from your sin
Satan fooled you
into his trap of deceitful lies

Refrain.

Give me mercy and give me grace
I'm longing to see your face
Thy Word is a lamp unto my feet
brighten up my joy into holy treat

So in this dark age of time
run to the light
Seek His face
before it's too late
And in Jesus name
the devil you can blame

Satan, you liar
I tell you to flee
You're nothing more than a little fly
and you have no power over me
Satan, bite the dust
you're condemned to fall
In Jesus name go away

I hope this one isn't too offending to anyone here. The last of my finished "songs" I made based on one song of Nightwish I heard + one book in Bible

Questions

Standing proud, denying of words their faith!
Declaring their foolishness you say they are crazy.
That you are: The follower of your own wisdom.
Marching under the banner of freedom, but what you are?
In yourself you are like sheep long lost!

Didn’t you saw their encouraging among the people?
Didn’t you hear the song that carried over the city?
Didn’t you read the book of their word?
Didn’t you ever have talked about them your friends?
Didn’t you see their guessing came true?
Didn’t you smell the swamp that stopped the plan?
Didn’t you felt the storm around you, feeling nothing special in there?

Mark you have demanded, seven you got, and still you don’t believe!

You are free, independent and strong.
No on to rely on, you are your own master.
What’s life? What’s after it? You know that?
You fight hard but what is its purpose, what are you proving?
How much you got time oh warrior?

Didn’t you saw the effect of their words?
Didn’t you hear the word that carried to all people?
Didn’t you study their word for any reason?
Didn’t you ever have exchanged a word about them to anyone?
Didn’t you stand there watching when their word happened?
Didn’t you remember the accident that protected them?
Didn’t you recognize the unexplainable occurring around you?

Mark you have demanded, seven you got, and still you don’t believe!

yeah makes me a little nervous to write about revelations in a poem only because its summed up shortly, especially when its that close to the bible. The other poem has to do with just putting down my flesh daily. thanks

A rock band? That is very cool I am gonna say blessings over you and your group that God would use you mightily for his kingdom and that you are highly favored - amen.

This is a very awesome poem well done, full of authority keep it up you got skill . Is your band like partially metal too by any chance?