Peya Jakob Poems
|41.||The 4th Round.||1/14/2009|
|42.||Street Lamps In Heaven.||11/9/2007|
|46.||Feelings For You, And Other Tragedies||11/5/2011|
|47.||\this Sadness(Main) .||8/24/2010|
|50.||_my Age Of Enlightenment||8/23/2009|
|51.||Missing A King.||11/29/2008|
|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|
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.
Street Lamps In Heaven.
I once had a thoughtful friend,
who loved me to trully to his end.
His admiring brown eyes never showed hate or fear to me.
He loved the earth so i see him stare,
at the world longing, wishing to be there.
He loved the shadows so i suppose he'll sit,
under trees of apples until we again meet.
He loved to live so i know he'll cry, and wish again that here, with me he could lie.
He loved to run so i see him trot, across heaven in his brushed fur coat.