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Mousetrap
Mousetrap
I should really be asleep by now,
thoughts of you just won’t let me down.
I just followed your trace around
I thought here’s my lost and foundBeing in love, isn’t as nice, as they say
I feel like a mouse, so small and gray
I’m so scared, my heart starts to race
Walked in a trap, I’m stuck in this place,In this silence, you heard my tap,
I couldn’t see, as there was a sudden flap
I got caught and now I’m snapped.
I had no choice and now I feel trapped,I look in your eyes, you look back in mine
Pleading with you in the dead of the night.
You cover my mouth, I just want to cry
It’s too dark, please turn back on the lights.Please help, I did nothing wrong,
I just saw you and fell for your charm,
Silly things I do, when I’m in love
While you act sly as a thief with glovesI hate myself for feeling this way,
I can’t shake this blindfold away,
thinking about you night and day,
I want to move, but you make me stay.Sweaty palms, with the feel of despair.
you play a game with me, so cruel and unfair
I am whimpering in the corner and feel scared
The snaps weigh heavy, a load I can’t bear.make the first step, please set me free,
but you keep me waiting, slowly killing me.
If you wish, I’d go, but you don’t let me leave
You are taking my breath and my sleepI’m begging for mercy, just let me go
But you hold me tighter, don’t you know?
I couldn’t run away, I was too slow
Couldn’t withstand, too weak and low -
My notebook
Verse 1
I hold you close, I keep you near
you’re always there, the pleas you hear
You wear a black leather jacket
and lead me with a red thread
you always track my recent notes
with every word, our story unfolds
I keep writing with you in my hands
hoping this moment will never endChorus
You’re my notebook, you’re my loving friend,
I take a look at you, and hold you in my hands,
You’re my notebook, I keep you close to my heart
I will never give you away, nothing can tear us apartVerse 2
You’re my notebook, I keep you close to my heart
With every page I fill, I share with you my art
In every moment, I share with you my thoughts
You know all my secrets and all of my flaws
How many hours I’ve been spending time,
Sitting here and telling you what’s on my mind.
Writing to you with hearts on I’s in every line.
You’re my notebook, you’ll stay forever mine.Verse 3
You told me, I can tell you anything,
With you, hope springs like evergreen.
You said, you’re always there when I feel blue
I look at you, while I speak my heart to you
I love to leaf through your pages and stir you up.
You fill my heart with faith, so I won’t give up.
I take you everywhere with me,
Fearing the thought of losing theeVerse 4
I seek for you in the middle of the night,
I wish you were here to complete my lines,
And to complete me as my counterpart
I’m drawn to your charm, you’re love’s true art
Always watching you, hoping you don’t get lost
You keep all the treasures, that I value most,
everything else fades away, you’re all I need
You’re so inspiring, the pages fill with easeVerse 5
You make the world slow down
Together, we’ll face the unknown.
You let my creativity take flight.
I share with you all of my insights.
you give me free space to express
with every word you note my progress
Each page is filled with thoughts of you
with each day, my dreams comes trueOutro
every note of you is revealing
and tells all about my feelings
Nothing holds more charm than you
I can’t help but tell you the truth.
I keep you close by my side
you’re the reason and the sense in life
You’re my notebook, you’re my love,
I hold you dear, close to my heart. -
Through the Park
Title: Through the Park
(Verse 1)
I walk with my coat, the wind whistles low,
Autumn leaves float gently, in the evening’s glow.
The path adorned with colors, as time drifts away,
A rabbit meets my gaze, as if he had something to say
The squirrels scamper, from branch to branch they play,
In this quiet solitude, where the leaves drift away.(Chorus)
Oh, how I wish that you were here,
With me in the park, so close, so near.
So long as you’re not here, I write beneath trees
holding on to thoughts of you, to capture these
Oh, how I wish that you were here,
With me in the park, so close, so near.
So long as you’re not here, I ponder all alone,
I hope you stay, like a sketch that’s been drawn.(Verse 2)
A sketchbook in my bag, with pencils sharp and fine,
The camera captures moments, held in their prime.
The fleeting lines they tell a tale of days gone by
A film of memories, that tells of our love’s high.
I know each little corner, yet the beauty stays,
Even in the quiet solitude, it never fades away.(Chorus)
Oh, how I wish that you were here,
With me in the park, so close, so near.
So long as you’re not here, I write beneath trees
holding on to thoughts of you, to capture these
Oh, how I wish that you were here,
With me in the park, so close, so near.
So long as you’re not here, I ponder all alone,
I hope you stay, like a sketch that’s been drawn.(Bridge)
I watch the ducks swim and resting by the shore,
A family searching for worms, walking pretty slow
I wish I were more talented, to capture all I see,
But then I think of just letting creativity run free.
I love the peace of solitude, yet it can weigh me down,
A chill is in the air, as leaves fall from the golden crown(Chorus)
Oh, how I wish that you were here,
With me in the park, so close, so near.
So long as you’re not here, I write beneath trees
holding on to thoughts of you, to capture these
Oh, how I wish that you were here,
With me in the park, so close, so near.
So long as you’re not here, I ponder all alone,
I hope you stay, like a sketch that’s been drawn.(Outro)
The sun shines golden in the castle park,
I wish you were here to see this piece of art,
I wish you could see the beauty that I find,
For now, I can only tell you what’s on my mind. -
Night Photography: Castle Park
So, yesterday I took my old camera out for a spin. It’s been a long time since I did any photography with that camera. I only remembered the settings for long exposure later on. The tripod isn’t very stable, and it wobbled a bit when I pressed the shutter button. Three-quarters of the photos turned out blurry. I think I should’ve cleaned the lens too – there was a lot of dust on it. You really need some patience when you’re shooting long exposures. In the meantime, I also took some pictures with my smartphone, and I think some of them turned out better. But when you look closer, they’re pretty noisy, and that can’t really be called photography. Well, if I were to invest at least €1500 in a new camera, if not more, plus another €1000-2000 for new lenses, I could get some brilliant results. But it is what it is. I’m just trying to make the best of what I have.
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photography
Actually, I need another page for photography. I’m wondering how I could incorporate this here. I also have photos from my travels, where I take the most pictures – not always artistically, but just randomly to document my journey. I have so many pictures that I can’t choose a specific number for a gallery. It really makes sense to post a photo series each time. Many photos have already been lost, so it’s actually a positive thing to upload them somewhere.
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autumn day
Today I took a walk in the park. It was a beautiful late summer/autumn day. The sun came out from behind the clouds and cast a golden ray. It was very pleasant. Next time, I would like to sketch a few trees and some scenes in the park. But on Sundays, when the weather is nice, it gets quite busy, and it can be annoying for me when so many people walk into the frame.
I’m currently reviewing the photographs on my memory card and my phone to see which ones turned out well.
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wrong tea
I’m currently going through caffeine withdrawal. Today, I wanted to drink chamomile tea, and I must have accidentally taken a tea bag from the wrong package. I was already wondering why the tea tasted a bit different. But it was still somewhat bitter and tasted similar to chamomile. When I had almost finished it, I noticed that the tea bag label said ‘Mate’ instead of ‘Chamomile.’ And the tea had also steeped for a very long time overnight.
I hope that I will find sleep tonight. The label also says: “Not for sleepyheads.”
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Good night 🌜
I hope you’re doing well. 🙂
I think I have enough poems for a small collection. Now I’m trying to draw illustrations to go along with it. One or more scenes for each. Let’s see.
I wish I could draw illustrations like JJ Grandville. I love this kind of illustrations.
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