Ophelia
@opheliausten
7 okur puanı
Mart 2024 tarihinde katıldı
Şu anda okuduğu kitap
Sabitlenmiş gönderi
İnanma istersen yıldızların yandığına,
Güneşin döndüğüne inanma,
Doğrunun ta kendisini yalan bil,
Ama seni sevdiğime inan Ophelia.
And I won't confess that I waited
But I let the lamp burn
As the men masqueraded
I hoped you'd return
With your feet on the ground
Tell me all that you'd learned
Cause love's never lost when perspective is earned
And you said you'd come and get me but you were 25
And the shelf life of those fantasies has expired
Lost to the lost boys chapter of your life
Forgive me Peter, please know that I tried
To hold onto the days when you were mine.
Okur Takip Önerileri
And if I may just take your breath away
I don't mind if there's not much to say
Sometimes the silence guides a mind
To move to a place so far away
The goosebumps start to raise.
Edebiyat öğretmenimiz konuşma sınavı için herkesin kendi seçtiği bir yazarı anlatmasını istedi. 
Nazım Hikmet Ran'ı anlatmayı çok istiyordum fakat benden önce alındı, ben de 
Cahit Sıtkı Tarancı'yı seçtim.
Öğretmenimiz bir de yazarın varsa bir şiirini okumamızı istedi.
Bu güzel şiirin Cahit Sıtkı Tarancı'ya ait olduğunu unutmuşum. Ve okuyacağım için çok
You still would've been mine
We would have been timeless
I would've read your love letters every single night
And prayed to God you'd be comin' home all right
And you would've been fine
We would have been timeless
'Cause I believe that we were supposed to find this
So, even in a different life, you still would've been mine
We would've been timeless.
I've loved you ever since I've known you, Jo, - couldn't help it, you've been so good to me, - I've tried to show it, but you wouldn't let me; now I'm going to make you hear, and give me an answer, for I can't go on so any longer.
102 syf.
4/10 puan verdi
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3 günde okudu
Belki de her şeyi kabullenip hayatı akışına bırakmak lazım. Zorlamak bazen çözüm değildir. Ve zorla olan hiçbir şey güzel değildir.
Lev Tolstoy
Just grab my hand and don't ever drop it
My love
They are the hunters, we are the foxes
And we run.
The coward claimed he was a lion
I'm combing through the braids of lies
I'll never leave, never mind
Our field of dreams, engulfed in fire
Your arson's match your somber eyes
And I'll still see it until I die
You're the loss of my life.
I slam the door, I hit ignore
I'm saying, "No, no, no, no more"
I got you blocked, excited to never talk
I, I'm so sorry for your loss