Ilme SonCries

Ilme SonCries Poems

Your eyes are love
Their holding on to me
I need a big paper so
I can paint them alive
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I’ve been to your appartment, I believe you call it home
Seen the sun over the bridge when smoking all alone
I’ve tried to go to your heart and stay there for my life
But the sun always sets before you start reflect
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When my morning sun becomes a falling star
My tea becomes true and sweet as honey
I smell the grass with the door slightly ajar
Even though the day is dark I’m lucky
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As I stepped onto the railroad tracks
I could feel something closing up on me
It was Death as a conductor
he checked my one way ticket
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Not long ago my skin was red, now it’s yellow and bleak
My roots are shaking threads and are getting weak
All my likewise have fallen down and disintegrating
It’s only the strong ones in comfort still smiling
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Last night I had the clearest dream
I was a heroin addict
Lying in a bathtub with my dry blood
A girl beside me
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Where you’ve been, what you’ve seen
What you’ve done, what you’ve sung
Tell me, tell me, unless I won’t see
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We all live to die, rather than die to live
When I fall asleep
I think about
that I think about you
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At night, I can’t sleep, my lounges barely breathe
My feet, cold as they peek through shivering teeth
There’s a light between chinks in the door, by the floor
There’s a female in my closet, come out, come out and I won’t feel sore
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This rainy stretch of highway
is really wearing me down
But a smile on my face rise
as the sun appears like a giant crown
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This night is all dark, this wind is all howling
Sitting alone awake, on the side of your bed
Only my empty stare out your window
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Where’s the nature in human acts
Where’s the nature on earth
Ruins, dead trees. Ruins, dead lives
Hundred children dead and thousands
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Through the woods of sorrows I’ve been travelling
The woods where the leaves have fallen
Cold water, dirty branches and moss is my ground
The railroads will keep me warm
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We are the test result in someone’s big experiment
We’re laboratory rats in someone’s big experiment
In this huge laboratory called earth,
and we’re nothing worth, Or what are we worth
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Ilme SonCries Biography

Emil from Sweden, writes a few poems once and a while. mostly blue, hope you like em'. please write and give me some feedback)

The Best Poem Of Ilme SonCries

You Painted The Tree I'M Looking For

Your eyes are love
Their holding on to me
I need a big paper so
I can paint them alive

You painted the tree I’m looking for…

Every night I go to sleep
I want to taste your smile
So that my blood starts to boil
I fall asleep in warm dreams

You painted the tree I’m looking for…

I’m stuck here in prison
It’s really really cold
But your voice embraces me
Keeps me from my illness

You painted the tree I’m looking for…

…You painted the tree I need for living

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