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Gedichten van leden

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Updated by John at 08/28/2007 11:39

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Gedichten van leden
8/28/2007 11:31 AM
John, 42
Amsterdam
Netherlands

Over the Moors
He once roamed
Over The Highlands
He searched and combed

Through the mists
He'd find His way
How can that be?
I hear you say

It's Love He found
Up on that moor
He'd let in the light
He opened the door

His armour she pierced
Defences went down
He gave her His Love
And a wedding gown

He gave her His heart
His soul and His life
He gave her His all
He made her His wife

He never did see
The clouds up above
Clouding her thoughts
And His eternal Love

He begged and He cried
But she would not understand
All He needed
she held in her hand

A desperate fight
He stepped right in
Knowing full well
He could not win

she stabbed at Him
And ran Him through
Shouting: I've got feelings!
But not for You!

He came out of the fight
All bruised and battered
she gave it to Him
But it no longer mattered

The damage was done
During the fight
her Love was gone
Cast into the night

Over the Moors
Once more He roames
Over the Highlands
He searches and combes

In the mists
He lost His way
How can this be?
I hear you say

The light has gone
Darkness set in
For this fight
He could not win

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een rozenblaadje
8/28/2007 11:34 AM
John, 42
Amsterdam
Netherlands

Een rozenblaadje
Is wat mij met jou verbind
Een rozenblaadje
Waarvan ik hoop
Dat de rest zich bij jou bevindt
Dat rozenblaadje
teer en fragiel.
Dat rozenblaadje
dat draagt mijn ziel.

Een zilveren ring
schittering zo zacht
Een zilveren ring
waarvan ik hoop
dat die andere wacht
Een zilveren ring
Een deel van een paar
Een zilveren ring
ooit weer bij elkaar.
Een doosje
zo klein en zo mooi

Een doosje
Als een zilveren kooi
Dat doosje
gevuld met hoop
Is een doosje
nergens te koop

Deze dingen
ooit zo schoon
zijn dingen
nooit weer gewoon.
Deze dingen
worden heel oud
Maar deze dingen
Zijn nu heel koud.

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Ooit
8/28/2007 11:36 AM
John, 42
Amsterdam
Netherlands

Ooit kon ik jou raken
Nu ontwijk je mij
Ooit kon ik jou zoenen
Nu draai je je hoofd opzij

Ooit kon ik je strelen
Nu weer je mij
Ooit konden wij spelen.
Nu straf je mij

Ooit waren wij samen
Nu zijn wij alleen
Ooit zul jij beámen
Dat de zon toen scheen

Zal ooit de zon nog schijnen?
Voor mij en jou
Of zullen wij wegkwijnen?
In de ijzige kou

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The Master and the man
8/28/2007 11:37 AM
John, 42
Amsterdam
Netherlands

The Master, He looks up.
To the sky up above.
Thinking of His wife and sub.
And shared eternal love.

The Master gently smiles.
At the thaught of His wife.
Over distance, many miles.
she came into His life.

The Master goes to sleep.
Thinking of His wife.
And their love so deep.
The love of His life.

The Master will dream.
About His life and love.
He'll see her eyes Gleam.
In the stars up above.

Then the morning comes.
And through His eyes He'll see
What every Master wants.
she will allways be.

The man looks up.
To the sky up above.
Thinking of what has been.
A shredded eternal love.

The man softly cries.
At the thought of what has been.
Then he deeply sighes.
He could not have seen.

Sleepless in his bed.
Not able to sleep.
Feelings hurt so bad.
of a love so deep.

The man will allways dream.
About his life and love.
But the stars have lost their gleam.
in the skies up above.

And the morning comes.
He'll no longer see.
What every Master wants.
She'll no longer be.

Once a Master now a man

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The diamond
8/28/2007 11:39 AM
John, 42
Amsterdam
Netherlands

Once, I found a diamond.
A pebble dul and grey.
I started to cut and polish it.
This pebble of every day.

Once, I had a diamond.
A diamond in the rough.
I cut and honed and polished it.
A true labour of Love.

Once the diamond clear and bright.
A beauty for all to see.
Shone ever brightky in the night.
Shining just for Me.

I put it on a pedestal.
Proud as I could be.
Another quite dramatical.
Stole her away from Me.

Now all things done and said.
The hardest thing on earth.
Stupidly I did forget.
Is a diamond by birth.

Once ...I had a diamond

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