Russian Roulette
This theme is known quite well.
Our love story was like a Russian roulette.
I would never bet or foretell
If I had to bite a bullet.
My heart sang beautiful song,
I could fly high in the sky,
Wrote poems for the one I belong,
Didn’t think of the day I die.
He insisted on changing the rules of the game,
I ran away from the unnecessary risk,
Love forever I wanted to proclaim,
But he showed me only a big fist.
I wished him to be my husband,
He wished to use me as a toy.
I haven’t seen the foggy England,
I thought about life I would enjoy.
My heart was so gentle,
I couldn’t recognize a flirt.
The cylinder was near my temple,
But…there was no bullet in it.
LIFE GOES ON!
I SING A NEW SONG!
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
24/9 2010
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
Don't Touch My Heart!
Don’t touch my heart!
It is broken.
There is no love in it.
I have closed it.
No one dares to see it bleeding,
no one knows its needing.
Love bullet crashed it in pieces,
but I will never fall on my knees.
My heart is not feigning,
the scars are still paining,
but I will never cry,
I will never stand a lie.
There is no love in my heart,
but there is a hope for a new start.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
29/9 2010
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
My favourite song
Listen if you want,
I’ll sing you a song,
It’s my favorite one,
The song about love;
About love that lasts
For ever and ever long.
In the melody of this song
I’ll open the door to my soul
And without any parole
You’ll hear the words,
They belong to the only one,
Who means the world to me,
The one I would to love to live with happily,
The one my heart longs for,
The one I am on the right shore.
This song is about my flights
In the very blue sky.
This song is about my swims
In the seas and oceans
On the big waves,
Waves of passion and love emotions.
Come on! Sing with me this song!
If you want to know
How real love grows
Come on! Go!
Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Your song
Stars fill the sky,
Night is so young.
I feel so happy and high,
So, sing me a song.
Bring your guitar,
and raise up your voice.
Take me to a place so far,
away from people and their noise.
Your song takes me up,
and guide me through the haze.
Your song never stopped,
to throw me in a maze,
A maze where i'm breathless but free
where i love you and you love me.
Sing me that song about your life,
and how it started when we met.
Sing me that song about our love,
that song i shall never forget.
Sing me your song and bring me to life,
for those moments only..i surfive.
Angels took your song and wrote it in the sky,
with the beautiful cluster stars.
All the world saw it and they knew,
we are in love and you belong to my arms.
Your song is the love anthem,
As you sing that, you will wait for me,
you love me,
you need me.
Your song puts rules for love.
Sing your song all our lives,
i'll never get enough...
From the bottom of my heart
You have appeared in my life like a storm,
but… made me feel so happy and warm.
You knocked at my heart
and it has opened with a regard.
It knew quite well how to spell
the words of love and happiness.
It told me: Forget your loneliness!
Enjoy your life!
There is no need to dive into sadness.
You have subdued me by the sweet song,
My life has become so nice and strong.
And now my dearest one,
When the work is done
I am writing this short poem
for you to understand
that I never pretend,
I love from the bottom of my heart
which is always smart.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
I love you
My heart feels your mood,
you are understood,
my heart feels every sigh of yours,
of course, I am just a moment in your life,
but… you can cut it with your knife.
Perhaps, I will never touch your skin,
but… I know what you mean.
Perhaps, I will never know
if your love would grow.
Perhaps we shall never feel
the warmth of our hands,
perhaps we shall never be together
On the beautiful land,
but… memories about me
you won’t be able to erase.
My image will chase you everywhere,
and don’t even try
to compare me with someone else,
as you’ll loose your own image
and will go to hells.
I’ll be everywhere:
in your thoughts and dreams,
and it seems everywhere around
but…sorry to say that: not found.
May be one day we shall meet,
but…when I see you
my heart will bleed.
And what about yours?
Of course, in a big crowd,
in the amount of millions
you won’t hear my voice,
you won’t see my eyes,
you won’t recognize
the one who really loved you,
the one who really entrusted you,
the one who didn’t want to say adieu
but… to say only three words;
I love you!
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
I Wish
I wished I had called to see if you were OK
But I was so caught up in my life
To even worry about your.
I wished I had been there for you
But I was to busy drinking
To even worry about you.
I wished I had cared more
But all I wanted was to escape
Even from you
I wished I had taken you seriously
But you tend to lie a lot
And I couldn't take you seriously
I wished I had told you I felt the same way
But I didn't want anyone to know I was in pain
Not even you
I wished you didn't feel like it was something you had to do
I wished you would of never pulled that trigger that night
I wished you could come back
I wished I told you that I loved you
But all theses excuses I make and wishes
Won't change the fact that your gone.
How To Forget?
How to forget that smell?
How to forget your tender kisses?
Now I want to yell.
Your love my heart misses.
Cruel time didn’t save us, didn’t save.
Gentle breeze blew away our feelings,
Ghost of love came from the grave,
No mercy on me, no healings.
Our years together flowed and flew,
It seemed they would never end.
None of us knew
The ghost of death will amend.
Your hot breath burned my lips,
Your sweet words burned my heart,
Our life was the love trips,
We didn’t want to be apart.
We’ve met on a crossroad,
Two destinies merged into one.
The whole world glowed,
We gave birth to the son.
The ghost of original sin appeared,
Fatal errors can’t be avoided.
We were both feared
To be deprived of our freedom.
Someone’s head is on someone’s shoulder,
But only cold is now on my cheeks.
I haven’t become bolder, but…getting older
I know what a soul seeks.
And still: A black ghost of guilt is behind my back.
My love was true, but something had a lack.
It was the black ghost of fault.
That one I couldn’t halt.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska
The 3rd of July,2011
Odessa, Ukraine
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Sing Along
I've an emptiness inside
That can only be describe
As a sad song
With the paint all peeling off
All the world i used to know
It's a sad song
He gave my life a meaning
When all hope inside had die
The he took the meaning back
And left me feeling oh disillusioned
He just walked out of my world
Like you'd walk out of a room
Oh you sad song
Sing along with my song
If you're lost and you're alone
Sing along if your song
Has theme of love gone wrong
Sing along and belong
Don't hold back we're growing strong
Sing along sing your song
Sing your sad your sad sad song
Ain't it strange the way life goes
First you're used and then disposed
Like a sad song
Saying love was just a word
Used to keep you hanging there
Like a sad song
You swallowed all those promises
So called upon you are
And following his footsteps
No matter just how far must follow
He just walked out of a room
Oh you sad song
Sing along with my song
If you're lost and you're alone
Sing along if your song
Has theme of love gone wrong
Sing along and belong
Don't hold back we're growing strong
Sing along sing your song
Sing your sad you sad sad song...
song performed by by Donna Summer
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Love, Try Again
tell me a love song
into my drought heart
otherwise, many of its cracks would be falling apart
tell me a love song
into my eyes
to see this world full of flowers
my heart seems to have been stuck to the time
because he said good bye
since then
I have been a big smile without feeling
like a clown
my heart wanted to trust again
however, I didn't let it do
tell me a love song
into my heart
not to forget my song again
even though I have known some having stopped by
I didn't let them sing
let me sing a song full of happiness again for this god sake, my heart!
as if to sing under The Sun
looking at a plane flying away, making a long cloud
I Thank You
I thank you for the quietness,
For the bank on which I wasn’t left,
For your soul which gave me happiness,
For letting me know my craft.
Yes, I loved, but… in the way I could.
Yes, I laughed, but… in the way of my mood.
When falling down I drank and smoked,
But there were always prank and I joked.
I simply knew I was not lonely,
I didn’t repent, I didn’t pretend.
I only wanted my love to be holy.
But…it seemed…I was just mad.
I prayed for our love, but more for you,
I prayed for my God but more: to be always with you.
I didn’t divide: this is mine and that is yours
I always tried to accept you by the chores.
I fought with myself and with some from the rest,
I tried…. but never wanted to be the best.
I sometimes built the castles on the sand
But ….always wanted to live on the land.
You were sometimes like this or like that,
I was sometimes like that or like this.
You’ve used to say: Let’s hug and kiss!
I’ve used to say: Let’s just chat!
I am not perfect on the face and inside.
The life, my appearance and my world, corrects.
I’ve never wanted anything from you to hide,
I’ve never understood those who attention neglects.
I thank you so much and I quietly bow
For never having a big range of distance.
I just would like to show now
The real and true love existence.
I thank you for the truth in feeling,
I thank you for true love revealing,
I thank you for never knowing the kneeling
And… more than that: for my heart stealing.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 4th of January,2012
This poem I devote to my husband, to my dearest friend,
who went to another world 8 years ago. He was the best in everything.
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Sing Along (Sad Song)
Ive an emptiness inside
That can only be describe
As a sad song
With the paint all peeling off
All the world I used to know
Its a sad song
He gave my life a meaning
When all hope inside had die
The he took the meaning back
And left me feeling oh disillusioned
He just walked out of my world
Like youd walk out of a room
Oh you sad song
Sing along with my song
If youre lost and youre alone
Sing along if your song
Has theme of love gone wrong
Sing along and belong
Dont hold back were growing strong
Sing along sing your song
Sing your sad your sad sad song
Aint it strange the way life goes
First youre used and then disposed
Like a sad song
Saying love was just a word
Used to keep you hanging there
Like a sad song
You swallowed all those promises
So called upon you are
And following his footsteps
No matter just how far must follow
He just walked out of a room
Oh you sad song
Sing along with my song
If youre lost and youre alone
Sing along if your song
Has theme of love gone wrong
Sing along and belong
Dont hold back were growing strong
Sing along sing your song
Sing your sad you sad sad song...
song performed by by Donna Summer
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Evol
is this just another love song? well it sure sounds that way..
about some girl who dumped me and how i found my way
well this time its different, 'cause im not coming back
im not sure i want another freak attack
am i old enough to have fallen so many times?
fallen for a girl like you before i let my life behind
why cant i just find a perfect girl
the one i know was meant for me and knew that i would live forever
its an all or nothing game like russian roulette
you can pull the trigger and risk your life, or sit back and relax
all of my romances left with a bullet in their head
it leaves a whole story blank.. it leaves a dreamer dead
am i old enough to have fallen so many times?
fallen for a girl like you before i let my life behind
why cant i just find a perfect girl
the one i know was meant for me and knew that i would live forever
im falling.. im falling.. im falling.. im falling.. i'm falling.. i'm falling..
am i old enough to have fallen so many times?
fallen for a girl like you before i let my life behind
why cant i just find a perfect girl
the one i know was meant for me and knew that i would live forever
am i old enough to have fallen so many times?
fallen for a girl like you before i let my life behind
why cant i just find a perfect girl
the one i know was meant for me and knew that i would live forever
song performed by by Unsung Zeros
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
This Fabruary
This February took me to the frosts,
Experienced me by heavy snowstorms,
Wanted to know how much my love costs.
But…I was laughing boldly.
Happiness can't live lonely.
I warmed myself by this verity.
This February tried to cool my heart,
It wanted us to live forever apart.
But…it forgot: March will be a start.
It tried to ice-bound my feelings,
To reveal my longings and likings
Drawing its beautiful paintings.
It tried to show me the ring,
It cried: Forget the spring!
I am the only one! Your king!
It showed me the pictures of the past,
It wanted to say: Love do not last!
All events finish so fast!
I thought: Dear February, you are strange!
The spring will take its revenge!
The whole world will be changed!
You can frighten me, you cold month!
But I will always dance, having a chance!
In Spain under the rain and even in France.
At last this February took Mersey on me.
Tomorrow it promised to let me free.
It was also tired showing minus degree.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 14th of February,2012
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Ghosts
How to forget your smell?
How to forget your tender kisses?
Now I want to yell.
Your love my heart misses.
Cruel time didn’t save us, didn’t save.
Gentle breeze blew away our feelings,
Ghost of love came from the grave,
No mercy on me, no healings.
Our years together flowed and flew,
It seemed they would never end.
None of us knew
The ghost of death all will amend.
Your hot breath burned my lips,
Your sweet words burned my heart,
Our life was the love trips,
We didn’t want to be apart.
We’ve met on a crossroad,
Two destinies merged into one.
The whole world glowed,
We gave birth to the son.
The ghost of original sin appeared,
Fatal errors can’t be avoided.
We were both feared
To be deprived of our freedom, be annoyed.
Someone’s head is on someone’s shoulder,
But only cold is now on my cheeks.
I haven’t become bolder, but…getting older
I know what a soul seeks.
And still: A black ghost of guilt is behind my back.
My love was true, but something had a lack.
It was the black ghost of fault.
That one I couldn’t halt.
(The 3rd of July,2011/Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Dont Go & Put A Bullet In Your Head
Yeah,
(thank you jesus for the song)
Hey, hey hey hey...
Dont do it, dont do it
Dont go and put a bullet in your head
Just turn your life around instead
Dont go and put a bullet in your head
Im gonna get it
But workin nine to five just doesnt let it
I feel Im wastin time and I regret it
Cant even feed my kids and my wife
Oh Im longing to find it
A taste of the sweeter life oh my
Only takes a little time
( no dont do it )
Dont go and put a bullet in your head
Just turn your life around instead
Dont go and put a bullet in your head
Oh my oh my
Aint got no credit
Cant even pay my rent
Where will I get it ?
Theres a liquor store right down the block Ill get it
Cant even feed the pain in my heart
Oh Im longing to find
( Im longing to find )
A piece of the bigger pie, oh my
( a different kind )
Only it takes a little time
( a little time )
(no dont do it)
Dont go and put a bullet in your head
Just turn your life around instead
Dont go and put a bullet in your head
Oh my oh my oh my ...
Dont go and put a bullet in your head
Just turn your life around instead
Dont go and put a bullet in your head
Put a bullet in your head, oh my
Oh my, put a bullet in your head, oh my
Dont go and put a bullet in your head
Just turn your life around instead
Dont go and put a bullet in your head
Oh my, oh my oh my.
song performed by by Lenny Kravitz
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Love doesn't know any taboo
Love doesn’t know any taboo,
but sometimes it doesn’t know what to do.
Sometimes it cries, sometimes it lies,
sometimes it looks like a sly,
sometimes it shouts “Hurray”
and it ruins everything on it’s way.
Love can be crazy, love can be lazy,
it can be like an angel
and it can shine like a purl.
It can turn everything upside down,
it can change everything around.
It can be quiet, it can be tired,
it can be tender, it can be slender,
it can be a serenity
and come together with the whole humanity,
but…. sorry to say that; with different morality.
Love can be a burst of joy
but someone it annoys.
It can be so serene
but someone demonstrate it on the scene.
It can be sinless, and even saint
and in everyone’s life it’s the main.
So!
Let’s live for love!
Let’s proclaim love!
Let’s clean the dust!
Let’s proclaim trust!
Let’s not use a rope!
Let’s live with a hope!
Let hope, trust and love
live forever and ever!
And.... be so clever
as to have the real feelings
without any drilling.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
If You Are a Poet
If you are a poet it means so much
as others souls you often touch.
Your own soul you cruelly cut
petting the others with your blood.
To be a poet means to sing of beauty
and it’s the main poet’s duty.
Rhyming the words to tell the truth
and it has to be quite smooth.
To be a poet means to burn with passion,
to treat the others grief with a compassion,
to love the others as yourself,
to hear the voice of kind elf.
To be a poet means to dream,
to tell the world a touching theme,
to speak sincerely and frankly
but not just rhyming poems blankly.
Rhyming words is not the main,
there’s no need to strain your brain.
If your heart has nothing to tell
rhymed words will look like hell.
To be a poet means to write
as if your blood gushes from vein,
to write the rhythm of living breath,
the rhythm of life that seethe.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
30/9 2010
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
There is a song in my heart......
There is a song in my heart
and I want to sing it for you in the misty night
No one will ever knows what I have written for you
because it has been written with my heart only for you
Let us be alone when I sing my song for you
and let the melody of my song echo in the sky
I want our world to sleep deep when I sing for you
then only my song will get into your heart softly
My nights are not enough to love you
nor my songs cannot be sung without you
I sing with my heart to tell you how much I love you
I sing with my soul to tell you how much I miss you
My song will wipe your tears away
and immerse my body into your arms for thirsting love
These feelings of loving song comes when I am only with you
and let my love song, sing in your living heart forever
poem by Ravi Sathasivam
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Distant Camera
The flash from a distant camera
Reconnecting thoughts and actions
Fragments of our missing dream
Pieces from here and there
Fall in place along the line
Disappearing between you and me
Life is changing everywhere I go
New things and old both disappear
If life is a photograph fading in the mirror
All I want is a song of love
Song of love to sing for you
All I need is this song of love
To sing for you.
On the floor where daylight dances
With the ones that missed their chances
When they couldnt let it show
Lies the land of sweet surrender
Like a dream it might have ended there
But we didnt even know
Now forever we will live as one,
Floating in loves atmosphere
If love is a piece of dust shining in the sun,
All I want is a song of love
Song of love to sing to you
All I need is this song for love
To sing for you
Song of love
Song of love
song performed by by Neil Young
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
My Song
I wrote a song
It's called 'my life'
I tried my best to make it a good one
I'd never written a song
Twas indeed my first
I had an eraser
I couldn't clean my mistakes though
It turned out to be a long song
A hundred and twenty pages worth
A page a year
I made a mess of it
Blue pen made a mark
As depression took a quarter of it
Yellow pen made an entrance
I decided it was better than blue
Red pen tried to hurt me
As all anger was kept inside
Green pen whispered a note
I wished I had my neighbour's song
So many colours on just one song
Twenty-five pages were dark
I knew not which way to go
I tried to turn a page but couldn't
I basked in pages gone
Hence left several pages blank
Twenty-five pages were wet
As tears serenaded my heart, it did the pages
Too much pain in one song
Tried to change the words
The things I thought all made the song
On a scale of good to bad, bad stole the day
I searched and found other songs titled 'my life'
I wrote my song the way they had
My song was like a painting
One in utter disharmony
One drawn by a clueless artist
But an artist whose passion burned his painting
I set my heart on fire on page 35
There had to be more
And more I had
On page 120, my eyes were dim and hands tired
Since pages couldn't be turned
My mind sat, and looked back
What had I done?
I'd been mountain high
I'd been valley low
I'd been good
I'd been bad
I'd been....
I lay my head on my song
Took my last breath
But before I did
I held a girl
Who had a song called 'my life'
She read my song
And shed a tear
And said I had written....a masterpiece.
poem by Jenim Dibie
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!