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Dead LetterDead Letter:Dead Letter7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
by Robin Nederlof.
It was a cold and rainy night.
You said you wanted me.
The room was old and soggy, just right...
To be there with you made my feelings go free.
It was a lousy apartment in a lousy street.
And we felt real love, we felt the heat.
We let our lips get in touch, hugged each other.
I felt great feelings and nothing did bother.
Holding her in my arms, to prevent her from harm.
I still remember, she was so warm.
Outside the stars flew by, she really loved me.
She fell asleep and I stood up to see.
I gazed through the window, to look into space.
Trying to think of the other things that did matter.
But
Will You Marry Me?Will You Marry Me?Will You Marry Me?7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
By Robin Nederlof.
When we met, time went so fast.
Once again life had meaning and color.
Who would have thought our relation would last.
Together we were happy, no one should bother.
Through many things we went.
The fights, discussions and moody days.
Loads of things happened that we didn't planned.
But we got through like the January's February's and the May's.
So, I just want to ask you.
Can we live on like this forever?
The sky will always be blue.
None of our imperfections should matter.
I want to give you this ring.
A token of my love and gratitude.
It's not a fact though it's a thing.
But my love is
RevengeRevenge:Revenge8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
By Robin Nederlof.
Someone special was taken away from me.
A person shot his gun just like that.
I ran to the hospital just to see.
Who did this had to be totally mad.
Two bullets right in the head.
I still can't get that picture out of my memory.
Why? Why is the answer I get.
How is this possible, why can I see it so clearly?
Day after day, night after night.
Trust me it isn't a pleasant sight.
I figured the only way I could take this away.
Is to let the one who did this pay.
I started to collect stuff that had to do with the murder.
The police had given up on the case, they didn't want to go further.
I was mad and g
Violent MemoryViolent Memory:Violent Memory7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
By Robin Nederlof.
It was weekend and late at night.
We went back home, worn out and tired.
It was dark and silent, no one in sight.
These were the times I really admired.
But good things didn't seem to last very long.
We were young and we had our fights.
Because of this we were stupid and thought wrong.
But we just loved to excel to new heights.
I can still see the image so well.
I was standing in front of his place.
When we suddenly heard a yell.
I recognized the voice, sweat ran down my face.
Who do you think you are messing with.
My friend turned around and spit.
I had this weird feeling and whispered let's
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The BattleThe Battle:The Battle7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
By Robin Nederlof.
The king rides away on his black horse.
I am shaking and my heart is pounding fast.
The general speaks, to comfort his force.
Prepared and ready to fight, but will I last?
This time we fight to conquer the barbarian lands.
I hate this king, who tries to turn everything to his hands.
He has a heart of stone, using everyone as tools of war.
Always letting us fight alone while he flees so far.
To look at us and maybe admire at the top of a hill.
Looking at the slaughter and waiting for that one kill.
Waiting for the enemy's leader to be slain.
To see and grin upon his death and the pain.
I really don'
MedicineMedicine:Medicine8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
By Robin Nederlof.
You said you had enough of me.
But I can't believe what you said.
Cause the thing we had wasn't that bad.
Like when you lie, I wouldn't see.
I am like a disease that's always coming back
When you think you are cured I will be there.
In your mind, your thoughts, everywhere.
And put your brains back on track.
I got to tell you this, I saw you last night.
Your hair reflected in the beautiful moonlight.
But you didn't look happy or content.
You tried to look so, but you are a bad pretend.
It's just like I told you, I will always be hanging around.
When there is silence, I am the sound.
There is no medi
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A Lifetime WaitingA Lifetime Waiting:A Lifetime Waiting6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
By Robin Nederlof.
Eyes like ocean blue.
A body beyond my wildest dream.
The first time I saw you.
I told myself, I had never seen.
Butterflies inside of me.
You just aren't from this planet.
How come you are all I see.
While you are so far out of my league, damn it!
Even if I would be surrounded.
By thousands of women who look so pretty.
I would still pick you out of it.
Because you are the only one I see.
Rejected again and again.
I guess I was never in your plan.
For another man you fell.
And turned my life into a hell.
He had everything I didn't have.
A pretty face and a great voice.
My
Reflections of Your FaceReflections of Your Face:Reflections of Your Face7 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
By Robin Nederlof.
I am still trying...
Though I wake up every day.
I don't want to be in this place.
I didn't want to go away.
All that's left, are tears on my face.
Stuck on this self created island.
Where no one will ever come.
Where no man ever went.
I declare my love to you, you are the one.
I am still trying.
To stop the crying.
Tears still running from my eyes.
Waiting for the day, you hear my cries.
And all that's left in this place.
Are the reflections of your face.
And I want you to be near.
But those walls I build around my life.
I guess they also keep me here.
How can I tell you now, I
Cry Out Cry Out:Cry Out4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
By Robin Nederlof.
This world is divided in two.
You might find it hard to believe.
But I actually think it's true.
We know there is happiness and grief.
And that it comes from somewhere.
Nowadays murderers and thieves walk free.
We can try to ignore it but they are there.
Doing their thing while all the victims can see.
There are also people fighting for peace.
Many times they see that their work was all in vain.
People fighting for the landscape and seas.
Who Am I?Who Am I?Who Am I?6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
By Robin Nederlof.
I am sick of asking myself.
I am tired of the way I look.
Hiding my feelings on a shelf.
Inside my life, my own book.
Not much has come my way.
This world has no place.
For someone like me to stay.
And it's written on my face.
I just want to scream and shout.
But nothing good comes from my mouth.
Who am I? Besides a name.
Do I deserve to live in shame?
It seems I don't really know that much.
Not only ugly but also stupid.
Clumsy without a sense of touch.
No wonder they teased me when I was a kid.
I am just a dropout a loser.
A situation abuser.
I am a devil, a leech.
A mouth full of foul spe
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DreamingDreaming:Dreaming7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
By Robin Nederlof.
Breathing in and breathing out.
Sometimes that's what life is all about.
Staring at the wonderful sky.
Dreaming of the days gone by.
Floating on a sea of memory.
Wondering what it has to see.
Just being trapped inside your mind.
Dreaming of the days left behind.
Confusing is what life can be.
We gaze upon the past and flee.
Running from the future and the idea.
Dreaming of the things we want to see.
Sometimes life can confuse us all.
Making us afraid to fail or fall.
Until we want to think no more
Just to dream of the things we adore.
Reality is where we wake up again.
We go to the mirror and se
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FallenFallen:Fallen7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
By Robin Nederlof.
This time I have really fallen for you.
I try to fight the thought, but it's oh so true.
And knowing you really don't want me.
I'm crawling away and starting to see.
It hurts to know, to know the truth.
That I am completely lost because of you.
To think, is falling in love really good?
When reality is like the sky, clear and blue.
Trying to follow you where ever you go.
Feel me, my existence, you must know.
Reaching out for your hand, a simple touch.
Don't you understand, do I ask that much?
Reality will crawl back in to my mind.
Where I wander, I don't really know.
That's how lost I am, I will neve
The Questions of a WarriorThe Questions of a Warrior:The Questions of a Warrior9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
By Robin Nederlof.
What am I? Why do I live?
What's my Purpose, What's my goal?
Is life something to give?
Or is life a never ending black hole?
Why do people fight?
Why do people take lives?
Can't people see the light?
Or is it all about swords and knives?
Is it because I fight for noble rights?
Or do I dream these foolish things?
Or is it because of all those sleepless nights?
Maybe all this kind of links?
Do people always hate?
Or is there some love and trust?
What's this feeling is it already that late?
Is this really some kind of must?
Why did I fight all my life? Was it for nothing?
Could I
A Hero's BurdenA Hero's Burden:A Hero's Burden9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
By Robin Nederlof.
The Final Battle is near,
I am almost drowning in fear.
Sweat is dropping off my face.
Flashbacks appear like some kind of race.
I am standing with my back against a wall.
Thinking if I go in, I might even fall.
A normal person would probably run away.
Because the fear could not let him stay.
But that's what makes the difference between me and you.
I am a hero and this is what I should do!
I am loading my guns for the battle.
Thinking of slaying my enemy's like a farmer does with his cattle.
All the people that love me, I am sorry it's not what you think it is.
It's not revenge that I want,
SchizophreniaSchizophrenia:Schizophrenia7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
By Robin Nederlof.
Sometimes I feel so left alone.
Like a star travelling the unknown.
I never thought you would leave me
Again I was too blind to see.
You said you wouldn't hurt my pride.
I thought you were pure as snow.
Weak I am, with your lies inside.
And you act like I should know.
At the start, you made me calm as water.
But soon I turned into a fearsome storm.
Strong you were, your inside laughter.
You made me wish I was never born.
Your voice inside my head talking.
Competing with me, always stalking.
Always acting like you knew it all.
Just waiting until the day I would fall.
I was probably crazy all
Memories of a FutureSink into her silencing gems of blue;Memories of a Future7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The story that she whispers can't be heard by anyone,
Except the reflection from your mirror.
Too immersed within her reality;
Her illusion sweeps away all of your doubts.
Too blind to see that,
Beneath the shimmering eyes,
Lies another realm of scorching flames,
That don't repent for their mistakes.
Flicking on and off;
From beauty to contempt,
Innocence to deception;
Two puddles of teal, each within a canvas of white,
No longer do they speak of idealistic futures.
"Caution!" reads the cracked glass that was once her grace.
Slithering through your wounds, bitter and fierce;
The words swim
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