Will we write something for our idol?

[Isabel Alves]

I thought about posting something for Mr. Lee: a message, a poetry, a history or something like that. The space is open and when we find something, we posted here. What do you think on that?

If it is for...

If it is for warming up upward, that it is in the sun;
If it is for deceiving, that it is the stomach;
If it is for lamenting, that somebody laments with happiness;
If it is for lying, that it is the age;
If it is for stealing, that somebody steals a kiss;
If it is for losing, that it is the fear;
If it is for falling, that it is in the happiness;
If war exists, that is of pillows;
If hunger exists, that is of love;
If it is for being happy, that he is the whole time!

[Marije Kraa]

Poetry...I used to write loads of it but it's mostly rather angsty

[Vicky Gavri]

I would probably like to contribute, but I am very very sick right now which is why I am not around much. Hope you guys do post some poetry.

[Marije Kraa]

Originally Posted by Vicky Gavri

I would probably like to contribute, but I am very very sick right now which is why I am not around much. Hope you guys do post some poetry.

I'm not very good but this is what I wrote.

Each day I close my eyes
So for one moment I can think with a smile
And see you
A place where you're happy now
Despite you left you are still there
In my heart and thoughts

You were something that brightened my life
You just did things your own way

I miss you but I know you went your own way
I wish I could've joined you but here's my place
One day I know we will meet again
But even now, you're still my friend

Dedicated to a close friend of mine who commited suicide

[Andrés Verdú]

Originally Posted by Vicky Gavri

I would probably like to contribute, but I am very very sick right now which is why I am not around much. Hope you guys do post some poetry.

Hello everyone,

I'm so sorry to hear that you are not feeling well at the moment, Vicky. I wish you a speedy recovery. Get Well Soon! God bless:

Best wishes,

Andrés

[Andrés Verdú]

Originally Posted by Marije Kraa

I'm not very good but this is what I wrote.

Each day I close my eyes
So for one moment I can think with a smile
And see you
A place where you're happy now
Despite you left you are still there
In my heart and thoughts

You were something that brightened my life
You just did things your own way

I miss you but I know you went your own way
I wish I could've joined you but here's my place
One day I know we will meet again
But even now, you're still my friend

Dedicated to a close friend of mine who commited suicide

Marije, that is a very beautiful and touching poem. Suicide is a terrible way to lose someone close to your heart, and I'm sorry for your loss. I've written some "poetry" in the past, but it's not very good. Nowadays I don't write anything much, mainly for lack of inspiration. I hope others will write some more poems. Take care everyone:

Warmest regards,

Andrés

[Marije Kraa]

Originally Posted by Andrés Verdú

Marije, that is a very beautiful and touching poem. Suicide is a terrible way to lose someone close to your heart, and I'm sorry for your loss. I've written some "poetry" in the past, but it's not very good. Nowadays I don't write anything much, mainly for lack of inspiration. I hope others will write some more poems. Take care everyone:

Warmest regards,

Andrés

Twas a few years ago. Most painful when I heard it.

You could see it. The cuts, the bruises, it pained me but he didn't allow anyone near. I think I was sortof close to him. Afterall he was the only one who talked to me; well, only about the weather really. He didn't like talking about anything else as it would show too much. I knew that after several months.

It was strange to read in his goodbeye note that I meant so much to him but he couldn't stay 'in this hellhole' any longer.

[Isabel Alves]

Be in peace, Marije.
It didn't intend any in way to provoke sad memories to anybody.

I am not good in writing. Translated verses lose the sense almost always... they are strange, but the one that is worth is the feeling that comes with them.

One more thought for Mr. Lee:

" There is a language that all understand: it is the language of the enthusiasm, of the things done with love and with good will, in the search of something that it is wanted or in that it is believed"
Paulo Coelho

[Marije Kraa]

Originally Posted by Isabel Alves

Be in peace, Marije.
It didn't intend any in way to provoke sad memories to anybody.

I am not good in writing. Translated verses lose the sense almost always... they are strange, but the one that is worth is the feeling that comes with them.

One more thought for Mr. Lee:

" There is a language that all understand: it is the language of the enthusiasm, of the things done with love and with good will, in the search of something that it is wanted or in that it is believed"
Paulo Coelho

I know you didn't :) It's just the best I made, the other poems of mine :thumpdown

If I could translate it in proper Spanish/Portugese I would but internet translation sucks monkey. Grammar is never thought of *sighs*

[Andrés Verdú]

Originally Posted by Marije Kraa

If I could translate it in proper Spanish/Portugese I would but internet translation sucks monkey. Grammar is never thought of *sighs*

If I might be so bold as to offer a translation of your poem into Spanish, Marije:

Cada día cierro los ojos
Así por un instante puedo pensar con una sonrisa
Y verte a tí
Un lugar donde ahora estás feliz
A pesar de irte aún estás ahí
En mi corazón y mis pensamientos

Eras algo que alumbrábame la vida
Tu sólo hacías las cosas a tu manera

Te echo de menos pero sé que te fuiste por tu propio camino
Deseo poder haberte acompañado, mas mi lugar es aquí
Un día sé que nos volveremos a encontrar
Pero aún ahora, eres mi amigo

Please forgive me as it is not a very artistic translation, but I think I have managed to convey the meaning, at least I hope I have. Thank you for sharing your poem with us, Marije:

Warmest regards,

Andrés

[Marije Kraa]

Originally Posted by Andrés Verdú

If I might be so bold as to offer a translation of your poem into Spanish, Marije:

Cada día cierro los ojos
Así por un instante puedo pensar con una sonrisa
Y verte a tí
Un lugar donde ahora estás feliz
A pesar de irte aún estás ahí
En mi corazón y mis pensamientos

Eras algo que alumbrábame la vida
Tu sólo hacías las cosas a tu manera

Te echo de menos pero sé que te fuiste por tu propio camino
Deseo poder haberte acompañado, mas mi lugar es aquí
Un día sé que nos volveremos a encontrar
Pero aún ahora, eres mi amigo

Please forgive me as it is not a very artistic translation, but I think I have managed to convey the meaning, at least I hope I have. Thank you for sharing your poem with us, Marije:

Warmest regards,

Andrés

Thanks! Hope you can read it now Isa!

Luvs, Blood

[Isabel Alves]

Originally Posted by Marije Kraa

Thanks! Hope you can read it now Isa!

Luvs, Blood

It is true that things that leave us deep marks exist. Unhappily the things the negative events mark more. Even so, we can only want you to overcome that tragedy and that you liveyour life with enthusiasm, because of there.... your friend owes if it tranquilizes for you.
A lot of peace!

[Marije Kraa]

Originally Posted by Isabel Alves

It is true that things that leave us deep marks exist. Unhappily the things the negative events mark more. Even so, we can only want you to overcome that tragedy and that you liveyour life with enthusiasm, because of there.... your friend owes if it tranquilizes for you.
A lot of peace!

It's been several years and slowly you grow over it but it was a hard time for me

[Isabel Alves]

Thought:

" When we thought that we have all of them answer, it comes the life and seedling all the questions."

Vicky!!!! Vicky!!! Is this picture that you posted the balm that is helping and comforting you in her recovery? * Kurt, oh, Kurt.... * Huuummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm......

[Cindy Rosmus]

Originally Posted by Isabel Alves

Thought:



Vicky!!!! Vicky!!! Is this picture that you posted the balm that is helping and comforting you in her recovery? * Kurt, oh, Kurt.... * Huuummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm......

Must be! 'Cos she's back with us! We love you, Vicky!

(And YOU too, Kurt!)