My Broken Land
Broken arrow, Is pointing North
Through the gates of the dark lord
Where the people living in sorrow
Where dreams are immortal
Broken arrow pointing south
Where everything is lost can be found
Where children are laughing out loud
Where the wind showing his sound
Broken arrow, pointing west
Where the broken minds can rest
Where the scars healing fast
Where everything is clean, and not a mess
Broken arrow, pointing east
Where tomorrow is a dying dinner
Where people are killing the crying beast
For the singing sinners
My broken arrow is pointing my way
Even if its broken
It has a lot to say
For those words that are unspoken
It leads to the garden of my heart
I thought it would be beautifull
But only what I see is dust
It isnt so wonderfull
There comes a man to me,
walking with a stick in his hand
His coat was black,
that was the only thing that I could see
He reach out his hand
To take mine
He said, I will take you to the promise land
Where you can be sad
I didnt know what to say
Staying my whole life sad
I didnt wanted to go that way
I didnt want to stay whole my life mad
He said this is your only choice
In the athor lands you will bring horror
If you stay here
You will get honur
Still his hand was reaching for me
I just wish I didnt do
He took me with him
So I could see the truth
When I get there
Its dark and lonely
It wasnt fair
There was sorrow only
I saw broken buildings
People who where crying
I saw bloody wings
And birds who were dying
I could feel the tear
Tear of blood running down my face
I lost every thing what was dear
Ive lost all my grace
Children with white face
Angels with black wings
Horses with bloody faces
Cows with iron rings
They where suffering in my land
I wish I shouldnt took that man's hand
I was feeling like dying
Al my soul was crying
My face was turning into white
The blood was taking over my hands
I knew I had lose the fight
And never see the sun again!
Through the gates of the dark lord
Where the people living in sorrow
Where dreams are immortal
Broken arrow pointing south
Where everything is lost can be found
Where children are laughing out loud
Where the wind showing his sound
Broken arrow, pointing west
Where the broken minds can rest
Where the scars healing fast
Where everything is clean, and not a mess
Broken arrow, pointing east
Where tomorrow is a dying dinner
Where people are killing the crying beast
For the singing sinners
My broken arrow is pointing my way
Even if its broken
It has a lot to say
For those words that are unspoken
It leads to the garden of my heart
I thought it would be beautifull
But only what I see is dust
It isnt so wonderfull
There comes a man to me,
walking with a stick in his hand
His coat was black,
that was the only thing that I could see
He reach out his hand
To take mine
He said, I will take you to the promise land
Where you can be sad
I didnt know what to say
Staying my whole life sad
I didnt wanted to go that way
I didnt want to stay whole my life mad
He said this is your only choice
In the athor lands you will bring horror
If you stay here
You will get honur
Still his hand was reaching for me
I just wish I didnt do
He took me with him
So I could see the truth
When I get there
Its dark and lonely
It wasnt fair
There was sorrow only
I saw broken buildings
People who where crying
I saw bloody wings
And birds who were dying
I could feel the tear
Tear of blood running down my face
I lost every thing what was dear
Ive lost all my grace
Children with white face
Angels with black wings
Horses with bloody faces
Cows with iron rings
They where suffering in my land
I wish I shouldnt took that man's hand
I was feeling like dying
Al my soul was crying
My face was turning into white
The blood was taking over my hands
I knew I had lose the fight
And never see the sun again!
Reacties op dit gedicht
| gothicangel: | Vrijdag, april 30, 2004 17:13 |
| wauw dit is echt een toppertje zo veel diepte en gevoelen het klinkt ook zo puur en zuiver begint met lezen en wil het gewoon door lezen eigenlijk hoop je dat er nooit een eind aan dit gedicht komt omdat het zo geweldig is | |
| Zowi: | Zondag, april 18, 2004 15:52 |
| WOW,...dit is zo mooi het is gewoon ontroerend er zit zo'n mooi verhaal in het begin is ook heel goed je hebt soms van die gedichten waar je ff in moet komen maar bij deze zit je echt meteen geboeid te lezen en helemaaal niet lang zoals ik sommige hieronder zie zeggen heel mooi veel liefs, |
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| The unreachable: | Donderdag, april 15, 2004 13:08 |
| Je hebt echt een apart stijltje! Telkens weer heel uniek opgebouwd! Je vertelt altijd een verhaal, maar het is niet zomaar "een verhaal", er zit zoveel meer achter, zoveel betekenis, dieptegang! En dan slaag je er ook nog eens in om het op een mooie, poëtische manier naar voor te brengen! I really love it...Blijf gewoon zelf je eigen stijltje behouden..no matter what people say, stay true to what you believe in...you're a great writer, Darky! ;) | |
| dropje: | Woensdag, april 14, 2004 20:17 |
| *stilte.....* Ik weet niets te segguh:) het is egt hééééé'l mooi geschreven..het was de moeite waard om sou lang maar mooi gedigt te lesu.. -xxx- M.... |
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| cootje: | Dinsdag, april 13, 2004 23:40 |
| woow serieus egt heel mooi gedicht...blijf vooral doorschrijven...veel liefs cootje | |
| ~Reality~: | Dinsdag, april 13, 2004 21:46 |
| *Bekopenval* Dit is zker weten het lezen waard =) Echt heel mooi geschreven... tja, sta nu met bek vol tanden... Veel liefs |
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| FrozenScar: | Dinsdag, april 13, 2004 21:38 |
| Ohw my gosh!! Hij is de lange tijd van lezen meeeeeeer dan waard!! Zo ontzettend mooi geschreven, ik sta er echt even van te kijken Go On!!! Liefs, |
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| Auteur: DarkSinner | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Frummel | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 13 april 2004 | ||
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