Poetry

Friendships

29. august 2018 at 18:27 | Nauesin


I'm old enough to know
distance is not the biggest obstacle.
Some friendships are just for show
and other melt like popsicle

They say nothing is forever
we should live in the moment
I say we should never
let our woth be stolen.

Don't bother with those who can't make time
to hang out for a time is valuable
Don't waste it for those viable
who would sell you for less than dime

Trust me for I know people betray you
one way or another
A dagger out of the blue
an attempt to smother
you from those closest to you

I'm old enough to know
distance is not the biggest obstacle.
Some friendships are just for show
and other melt like popsicle
- Nauesin

Komárek

29. august 2018 at 14:35 | Nauesin

Bzučí si, bzučí
lítá kolem uší

bzučí si a bzučí dál,
kolem hlavy lítá komárek
ničí mi spánek
a lítá dál

já oháním se
ruka sem, ruka tam
co já s ním jen nadělám
havěť probouzí mne zase

píchej si do nohy,
co hrdlo ráčí,
užívej oblohy
dokud křídla stačí

však ráno já se vzbudím
na zdi najdu tě,
po tobě něčím hodím
a bum - nebude tě!



Co je to za lidi, že v dnešní době nemají síta v oknech!

The Odd One

23. august 2018 at 13:44 | Nauesin

She was the odd one
in the world of even

she lived in her own imagination
a world without a single demon

she painted a beautiful picture
abundant in picturesque colour
blindinly facing the future
with no stutter

she could see the colours of rainbow
on a rainy day
she would grow
and make you say

she was the odd one
in the world of even

she lived in a world of none
without any demon

If I Had Someone to Love

7. august 2018 at 11:44 | Nauesin

If I had someone to love
If I had someone to cherish
someone to go beyond and above
for; the sky I would show them before they vanished

I would hold them close to my heart
and push them away
I would show them my love
and deny my love

I would want to spend time with them
and the other day run away
I would share my cherry bubblegum
and make them stay

I would make them spit the gum
and hide it from their sight
take out some lime, gin and rum
and drown my fright

I would push them away
whilst wanting them to stay
knowing full well the next morning
I would flee and begin falling

If I had someone to love
If I had someone to cherish
someone to go beyond and above
for; the sky I would show them before I vanished

Puppeteer

5. august 2018 at 19:12 | Nauesin
She was dancing for him
Like a puppet on a string
He was her king
Everything around was but dim

She was dancing for him
Like a puppet on a string
He was her puppeteer
All she could hear

Was his voice whispering in her ears
For all these years
She was dancing for him
Like a puppet on a string

He was her one and only
Yet she felt terribly lonely
She was dancing for him
Like a puppet on a string

She was his one and only
Nevertheless he felt lonely
He liked her very much
Every day he gave her his gentle touch

She bewitched him with her glow
He couldn't let her go
She was dancing for him
Like a puppet on a string

They were both trapped
With each other's presence strapped

- Nauesin

again

26. july 2018 at 11:04 | Nauesin
Grab my hips
and kiss my soul
let it flow
from your lips
to my toe

Warm me up
and set me free
Like children
we used to be

Last goodbye
I don't wish to feel
I beg of you,
on my knees I kneel

Pull me close
and touch my skin
A little time with you
is no sin

Caress my hair
Till everything's okay
Again
With a chain
On my ankle
- Nauesin

Wallflower

14. july 2018 at 14:05 | Nauesin

You are
A wallflower
My special
Kind of flower

You see things
And you understand
You keep quiet,
Dream you can stand

Just one look at you
Won't do much
Plain, boring;
Such and such

But you keep on
Hanging on the wall
Knowing, peaceful;
Ready to fall

You're a wallflower -
Easy to miss
And me - waiting;
Waiting for a kiss

-Nauesin

Kráčím

8. july 2018 at 10:04 | Nauesin

Kráčím, ač nevím kam
Krůčky malé nadělám
Kráčím ve tmě bez přítele,
bez nikoho, kdo vzal by mě
za ruku

Kráčím hustým lesem
bez pomoci
Nevidím tam, nevidím. Jsem
ztracena v tiché noci
bez hluku

Já vidím pouze před sebe
Pod nohy ohlížím se,
bez jediné hvězdy nebe
v tichosti uzoufám se

Snad přežiji
tuhle pouť
na jejíž cestě žiji

Snad vysvitne hvězda tiché noci
a na cestu mi posvítí
Když ne, dokáži si pomoci,
přec nejsem křehké kvítí

Světlušky obětuji, budu-li muset,
pro trochu světla v temnotě;
Labyrint padne mi k nohám,
cestu uvolní mi, pokyne horám

Moc velkou v hloubi nitra naleznu,
bojovníka v srdci probudím
a plamenu svému zažehnu

Z lesa dostanu se, blíž k svému cíli
Hle v dálce cestičky!
Odolnost a píli
potřeba, nikoli hvězdičky.

-Nauesin

She who resides in the shadow

6. july 2018 at 22:13 | Nauesin

I reside in the shadows
Afraid of the pain
And other people's souls


I peek just a little
For a little is enough.
The spotlight is too brittle


I live in the dark and I cry in the dark
For maybe, maybe a little light
Could turn into a beggining of an arc


I whisper hoping they will hear
My lonely soul crushing
But no one does, not even you, my dear


For I am too weak to stand in the sun
A creature made to wander in the black
Dreaming of glory but the brevery's got none

-Nauesin

Píši verše

30. june 2018 at 11:18 | Nauesin

Píši verše z lásky
Pro mládence i krásky
Píši verše z hněvu
V nitru svém ohněm žhnu

Píši verše pro tebe,
zemi i nebe
Píši verše a dál se ženu
Kupředu, stále kupředu

Píši verše a sním
V oblacích vznáším se
Možná také, smím
si říci, že mám se dobře

Píši dál a ruka mi trne
Co se mnou, jenom, bude
V budoucnu, když psáti přestanu,
ke konečnému odpočinku ulehnu

A přesto píši dále, verše své
Pro známé i pocestné
Píši a stále doufám,
že se neuzoufám
a někdo přečte si verše mé
a radosti se mu dostane

-Nauesin


Tak si říkám, že české básnění není až tak špatné c:

Býti tebou

29. june 2018 at 14:38 | Nauesin

Býti tebou

.•° ✿ °•.

Proč býti tebou,
Když sebou býti jiní svedou?

Proč býti tebou,
Když sebou býti lépe svedou
Než jiným nemehlou

Proč toliko námahy
Pro trocha cizí slávy?

Proč náturu svou měl bys měniti
Matku svou a otce svého proklínati

Pro trocha pozlátka
Nemění přec matka
svá kůzlátka za telátka

Proč raději cizí osobou chtěl bys býti,
Když milovníky své má každé kvítí?

°•. ✿ .•°

-Nauesin

Bůh ví, že s českýma básníčkama jsem se nezaobývala nikdy, poezii jsem vždycky psala v angličtině, takže tohle je můj první pokus o českou básničku, není to nic světaborného, ale nejhorší to taky není, si myslím :D snaha byla. Dokonce mě to i bavilo c:

Is it wrong?

28. june 2018 at 12:18 | Nauesin

Is it wrong?

Is it wrong to wonder
What they would say if I died?
Is it so bad to ponder
How you would react?

Would you send me to a shirk
If I wondered that?
What if I was gone, what would you think?

Would you shed a tear over my grave?
Confess your love for me
Knowing it's too late?

What would you do without my presence?
Would you think of me or forget
That I was once an existence?

What would you tell me
if I told you I want to know
What you think of me
Before it's too late?

-Nauesin

Free Hugs

25. june 2018 at 20:38 | Nauesin

Free Hugs

•·················•·················•

I remember the time I was alive
One desired woman that was I

Magical powers I possessed
In medicine I was the best

As one of a kind I healed others
With a simple hug for a really high price

The richest people stood in line
To buy what's rightfully mine

A piece of my soul in exchange for theirs
Terminal illnesses I could cure, saving heirs

With each time of curing another I lost
Time of my own. That was the cost

Till one day I came across a hospital
Childrem staring with blank eyes
Waiting for death; unable of cries

I checked in in one of the rooms full of bugs
On the door I wrote: Free hugs

•·················•·················•

- Nauesin

I am | Tanka

16. june 2018 at 8:48 | Nauesin
Zdravím!

Abych vás pořád neotravovala Haiku, rozhodla jsem se vám ukázat svoji první Tanku. Je pravda, že je to vlastně to samé, jako Haiku, jen o dva řádky delší :D (5 7 5 7 7 slabik) Ale stále se to kategorizuje jako jiný druh poezie.


I am

┏━━━━━━༻❁༺━━━━━┓

I exist alone
I told my quiet, warm heart
I feel cold around
I'm broken, alone; I am -
You're not. Smiled the heart in tears

┗━━━━━━༻❁༺━━━━━━┛


Haiku #2

12. june 2018 at 17:53 | Nauesin
╔═══════ ೋღ :hibiscus: ღೋ ═══════╗
"Haiku (俳句) je lyrický útvar, většinou s přírodní tematikou,
který je tvořen zvukomalebným trojverším s počty slabik 5-7-5,
dělicí pauzou a zařazovacím slovem (jap. kigo).
Jde o nejznámější formu japonské poezie." -wikipedie
╚═══════ ೋღ :hibiscus: ღೋ ═══════╝

Haiku #1

9. june 2018 at 15:47 | Nauesin

╔═══════ ೋღ :hibiscus: ღೋ ═══════╗

"Haiku (俳句) je lyrický útvar, většinou s přírodní tematikou,
který je tvořen zvukomalebným trojverším s počty slabik 5-7-5,
dělicí pauzou a zařazovacím slovem (jap. kigo).
Jde o nejznámější formu japonské poezie." -wikipedie

╚═══════ ೋღ :hibiscus: ღೋ ═══════╝

The Colour of Your Eyes

23. february 2018 at 15:41 | Nauesin

・‥…━━━━━━━☆☆━━━━━━━…‥・

My eyes are brown I guess
Don't know which brown, but brown nevertheless.

I can't quite fathom
What colour your eyes carry
It's so random
There's blue and grey. A little bit of green, like that of a forest fairy

I could probably find a bit of hazel too
I honestly don't know; I wish I knew

As I stare into your eyes
They manage to stop all my cries
They feel so calm and graceful
Just like your personality; so peaceful

Your personality viewed on the spectrum of your eyes' colour
It's calming my mind and my body, makes me ponder

You don't need to say a thing, I understand
Without anything planned
One look into your eyes and it's all much clearer
You are a human being to whom I'm getting nearer

・‥…━━━━━━━☆☆━━━━━━━…‥・

Básnička pro speciální osobu :)

Train Melancholy

22. february 2018 at 9:07 | Nauesin

☆━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━☆

Each and every day passes by
And each and every day I travel by

A train so familiar yet different from the one before
Winter, as cruel as she is, presents spectacular scenery and therefore

I don't mind.
I keep trees and plains behind
As I keep on going forward with my destination in mind
It's getting darker and the lights are going on
A small village on the other side of the window

Outside in the cold
Where there's no lights, there monsters reside
Outside in the cold
Wild beasts hide

A civilisation, look!
A little something to remind me I'm not lost in a book

Trees in daylight so happy
Now seem more scary

Oh and the moon!
Shining all alone in the sky
Like a pretty flower waiting to bloom
And with the day, die.

Each and every day passes by
And each and every day I travel by
The nature remains the same
Unlike my memories of the day

☆━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━☆

Napsáno na cestě domů ze školy. Doba psaní asi 30 minut. Tohle je už druhá básnička, kterou jsem napsala ve vlaku. Ačkoliv mi to někdy může připadat otravné, dojíždět do školy každý den, dívat se na ubíhající krajinu se sluchátkama v uších mě nikdy neomrzí, i když zůstává pořád stejná. Vzhledem k tomu, že je zima a moje výuka končí později večer, jezdím za relativní tmy domů, což moje myšlenky ještě více oživuje, so I guess... that's the result. (I still have no idea how to name my poems.)

<poem>

12. february 2018 at 9:31 | Nauesin
Jediná věc, která mi opravdu nejde, je pojmenovávání mých básniček. Kdyby někoho z vás napadnul nějaký název, klidně se ozvěte :D Nápady vítány. Tohle je moje zatím nejnovější dílko, tak snad není až tak hrozné :D


'°ºø•❤•.¸✿¸.•❤•.❀•..•❀.•❤•.¸✿¸.•❤•øº°'

There are times I wish to live a productive life
Where there's more than just a meaningless strife

A life where I am the main character in a play
Instead of a random Friend A

I ask as a poorly paid backup
Where do I find the strength to get up
And shine for once
I want something that actually counts

Something memorable, something silly
Something incredible, something chilly

Something adventurous, something amazing
Something blazing and raising
Challenging and something worth remembering

Something worth fighting for
So life isn't such a bore

I want something more
Get up from the floor
Forget my chore
And slam the door

I want something more
I want to float, fly, glide and soar

A life I won't abhor
A person I would adore

I want something astonishing to occur
To remind me I am alive
That I'm still the chauffeur
And I don't merely exist to just survive

'°ºø•❤•.¸✿¸.•❤•.❀•..•❀.•❤•.¸✿¸.•❤•øº°'

Quiet

17. september 2017 at 19:44 | Nauesin
(I just like the word "united" :D) Když už jsem se tedy rozhodla pokračovat ve svém "básnění", tak jsem si vzala na špacír nějakou tu romantiku, že ano. Love poems ftw! Baví mě to. Nevím, jak dlouho mi to vydrží, ale mohlo by. Nevím, proč píšu anglicky, ale přijde mi to víc "cool", než čeština. Pořád nevím, jak psát básničky, ale jdu s proudem. Píšu, co mě napadne. Občas si vezmu na pomoc rhymezone. Slávu nezklidím, to mi je jasné, ale užívám si vypisování náhodných myšlenek do něčeho více uměleckého, než jsou články na blogu :) So, bear with me. Read it, if you want. Enjoy, maybe. Who knows.

Poem #1

16. september 2017 at 12:21 | Nauesin
Never have I ever written a single poem before. I don't know how to write poems. I just tried. Something. Nevím, asi to nemá zrovna nějak zvlášť vysokou cenu :D Ale docela mě to bavilo. Pravděpodobně to je velmi klišoidní. I don't care. Nevím, jestli se z toho stane tradice :D Možná někdy ještě něco napíšu. Zkusím napsat. Česky, anglicky, who knows. Ani nemám vymyšlené jméno. Je to prostě... Poem no.1.
 
 

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