Peya Jakob Poems
|42.||The 4th Round.||1/14/2009|
|46.||Feelings For You, And Other Tragedies||11/5/2011|
|47.||\this Sadness(Main) .||8/24/2010|
|49.||Missing A King.||11/29/2008|
|52.||_my Age Of Enlightenment||8/23/2009|
|53.||I Visited Dreams||4/4/2008|
|54.||It Kills Me.||1/31/2010|
|55.||I Wished For A Star.||9/21/2009|
|57.||Burn Me And Be Burnt By Me||3/19/2011|
|59.||/walking To Alpha Centuari||5/7/2009|
|60.||Moment For Life||3/26/2011|
|61.||*the Sentimental Voilinist.||5/21/2009|
|62.||How To Chase And Catch Nothing.||10/12/2008|
|64.||How To Live Forever.||1/6/2010|
|65.||My Surrender, My Suicide.||1/25/2010|
|67.||My Life Without You.||3/19/2009|
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My Life Without You.
Perfect moments are never long enough, and perfect dreams are always cut in half.
I stand alone were we once stood two,
in the place where i first saw you.
We played for the world and acted each a part,
but it is only i who hurts when our hearts beat apart.
I cry for every dream i had to forgo.
And my life seems insatiably long.
I dont know if i love you but i know this,
i am slowly dying without your kiss.
If i can no longer see your face,
then perharps without breath, i am in a better place.
The Wooden Ballerina
The graceful movements take your breath away,
And her complete perfection will last always.
The intensity of her voice has swept the world off its feet,
And the gentleness of her life has lingered in my soul.And i sit breathless with the world watching her die, watching her dance.
Her intensity is natures art, and i a fool has laid my heart, my life, my soul, for her and her alone.
But she dances on untouched by my gesture, and does not even change her posture.She ignores me totally and m