Tre dikter
Jag har under årens gång bara (konstigt nog) skrivit tre dikter/texter om denna person, och tänkte att jag lika gärna kunde publicera dem på samma gång. Jag tror inte ens att personen som dessa handlar om läst dem förut, men isåfall blir det väl ändring på det nu.
Den första dikten är på alviska, den andra är helt enkelt en vanlig dikt och den sista är mer en text, egentligen.
Den första dikten är på alviska, den andra är helt enkelt en vanlig dikt och den sista är mer en text, egentligen.
Gwadorad:
Gwador, eg glaur a fuin nîn,
Eg mellon vaerwain nîn, eg meleth nîn.
Penchen I aur ring, eg glawar nîn.
Em yireb a elfirin.
Meleth nîn chenad beleg a bell.
Gwador, eg ôl nîn.
Gwador, eg glaur a fuin nîn,
Eg mellon vaerwain nîn, eg meleth nîn.
Penchen I aur ring, eg glawar nîn.
Em yireb a elfirin.
Meleth nîn chenad beleg a bell.
Gwador, eg ôl nîn.
Admiration:
An essence that blinds me into my aspiring soul
So curious, wanting to know more
The beauteousness you posses is so plain
The feeling around you, so pragmatic
I have been told beauty is skin deep
No. I can sense yours with eyes sealed
But your spirit will never be mine
A freedom will never be captured
Love will wait for its return
My love story:
When I first saw you, I was bound to like you.
Never before had I seen such kindness in something so unknown.
You escaped from me, but the distance brought us closer.
I never told you my thoughts. I did not know you.
But all the feelings I had inside was whispered to you.
Never before had I seen such understanding for something unknown.
One day in July, away from everything else, our love bloomed.
Flowers blossomed, and so did you.
All the smiles we shed, where did they come from?
All the laughter’s, all the cries.
Are we destined to be?
The gift we share was never intended by us, but a higher source.
For all my life, my heart will belong to you.
And for all eternity, our lives will be lingered together,
For we share the same soul.
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