I barely remember, my very first kiss
It was rather awful... something I won't miss,
Once I liked a boy who thought I was a nerd
Unsociable girl who's singing like a bird...
One night, in our group he saw me telling jokes,
He stared at me and laughed, louder than his folks.
Suddenly I was, the funny little girl
With a childish smile hidden like a pearl.
He came to me and said, he wants to show me something
I was very suspicious and said I will lose nothing.
I realised I liked him, but only as a friend
But still I had to listen, he had something unshared.
He started to confess,he told me I was special
I laughed and told him friendly that for my age I'm banal.
"I am a wild soul,I don't know what love is
I'm still living my childhood and that's the way it is.
You're old enough to understand my principles and thoughts,
I never kissed a boy before and these are all my faults"
I knew I made him feel awful,but I truly had no choice
I never liked him as a boy. He liked me for my voice.
Then he forced me to kiss him, I tried to get away
I slapped him in return,for that he had to pay...
I left him behind,and went straight home after that
I felt ashamed and shocked, but most of all,felt mad...
My very first kiss, became a total mess
My childish innocence banished in a stress...
I barely remember my very first kiss
It was rather awful..something I won't miss.
Cati oameni sunt intr-un singur om? ... Tot atatia cate stele sunt cuprinse intr-o picatura de roua sub cerul cel limpede al noptii!!! "Life is full of beauty. Notice it. Notice the bumble bee, the small child, and the smiling faces. Smell the rain, and feel the wind. Live your life to the fullest potential, and fight for your dreams.”
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Vibratia marii
Pe valuri mari tu m-ai purtat,cu-o mangaiere blanda
Si ochii-ti calzi de-un soare sur, cand mare'-a fost stapana
Mi-au imprimat in suflet, nisipul fin de scoica
Ce lasa-n urma pasii,pe-un ritm de briz'acordica.
Apusul fin al marii se pierde-n vantul seriiSi ochii-ti calzi de-un soare sur, cand mare'-a fost stapana
Mi-au imprimat in suflet, nisipul fin de scoica
Ce lasa-n urma pasii,pe-un ritm de briz'acordica.
Iar pasii nostrii tineri,cad spre sfarsitul verii.
Uitandu-ma la tine,ceva m-a incercat...
Un sentiment agonic, destul de incurcat.
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