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Array ( [sid] => 61016 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Broken Mirror / Rozbité zrcadlo [time] => 2004-08-22 14:58:47 [hometext] => [bodytext] => For a long time I tried my fate
Staring in the mirror
I wanted to see where from and who I am
And I broke it whole!

Tears bouncing from the sherds
And arising thousands new
Have many my faces terrified me
Or was that gaze of moon?

Picking up the pieces
To glue myself anew
In the grip of my body
Sitting in dark dungeon

So difficult to create own face
So difficult to make look of eyes
So difficult to clean blood from cheeks
So difficult to catch flying soul

Fingers cut, but blood
running through my heart
Eyes so tired yet tears
Cried out from the skies

Body in cramps
Kneeling at the mirror
Is it me or who?

Vaguely I see the image
Somebody staring at me
Is it my own reflection?
She is laughing basely!

If I one day
Pick up this mosaic
Maybe laters then
Myself I recognize.



Tak dlouho pokoušela jsem osud
V zrcadlo se dívala
Chtěla vědět kdo jsem a odkud
A zrcadlo jsem rozbila

Slzy od střepů se odráží
A tvoří se jich tisíce
Vyděsila mě spousta mých tváří
Či snad pohled měsíce?

Skládám mozaiku sebe
Tvořím se znovu celá
Sedím tu v temné cele
V sevření svého těla

Jak těžko se vlastní tvář tvoří
Jak těžko stírá krev z lící
Jak těžko vystihneš výraz očí
Jak těžko chytíš duši letící

Prsty rozřezané,ale krev teče srdcem
Oči unavené, slzy pláču z nebes
Tělo v křečích sevřené
Nad zrcadlem tu klečím, jsem to já nebo ne?

Matně vidím obraz,
kdosi se na mě dívá
je to můj vlastní odraz??
Vždyť se mi vysmívá!

Jestli ještě někdy
Tu mozaiku poskládám
Snad potom tedy
I sebe sama poznám.



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Broken Mirror Rozbité zrcadlo

Contributed by Aika on Sunday, 22nd August 2004 @ 02:58:47 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



For a long time I tried my fate
Staring in the mirror
I wanted to see where from and who I am
And I broke it whole!

Tears bouncing from the sherds
And arising thousands new
Have many my faces terrified me
Or was that gaze of moon?

Picking up the pieces
To glue myself anew
In the grip of my body
Sitting in dark dungeon

So difficult to create own face
So difficult to make look of eyes
So difficult to clean blood from cheeks
So difficult to catch flying soul

Fingers cut, but blood
running through my heart
Eyes so tired yet tears
Cried out from the skies

Body in cramps
Kneeling at the mirror
Is it me or who?

Vaguely I see the image
Somebody staring at me
Is it my own reflection?
She is laughing basely!

If I one day
Pick up this mosaic
Maybe laters then
Myself I recognize.



Tak dlouho pokoušela jsem osud
V zrcadlo se dívala
Chtěla vědět kdo jsem a odkud
A zrcadlo jsem rozbila

Slzy od střepů se odráží
A tvoří se jich tisíce
Vyděsila mě spousta mých tváří
Či snad pohled měsíce?

Skládám mozaiku sebe
Tvořím se znovu celá
Sedím tu v temné cele
V sevření svého těla

Jak těžko se vlastní tvář tvoří
Jak těžko stírá krev z lící
Jak těžko vystihneš výraz očí
Jak těžko chytíš duši letící

Prsty rozřezané,ale krev teče srdcem
Oči unavené, slzy pláču z nebes
Tělo v křečích sevřené
Nad zrcadlem tu klečím, jsem to já nebo ne?

Matně vidím obraz,
kdosi se na mě dívá
je to můj vlastní odraz??
Vždyť se mi vysmívá!

Jestli ještě někdy
Tu mozaiku poskládám
Snad potom tedy
I sebe sama poznám.







Copyright © Aika ... [ 2004-08-22 14:58:47]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Broken Mirror Rozbité zrcadlo (User Rating: 1 )
by Ilhar on Sunday, 22nd August 2004 @ 03:37:41 PM AEST
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awwww but the reflection I see is one of a shining light that is full of love and beautiful

Shari


Re: Broken Mirror Rozbité zrcadlo (User Rating: 1 )
by Puppy_dog_eyes on Monday, 23rd August 2004 @ 11:34:33 AM AEST
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Another piece that cries out, a tortured soul not knowing where to find comfort
Brought a lump to my throat and sent a cold blast across my heart

Steve


Re: Broken Mirror Rozbité zrcadlo (User Rating: 1 )
by lovingcritters on Thursday, 26th August 2004 @ 02:47:21 PM AEST
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How very tragic dear Aika Baby......you still buy an entirely different mirror to gaze into and relate.........for the mirror I see you in is so very different Indeed! A loving big hearted person, by busy, with her little dragons and wonderful husband....trying to care for her mother at the same time!
You are trying to do too much dear Aika.....just take it one day at a time.....and know that the image you see has tired eyes...you need a rest! And besides you also work! Slow down and take time smell the lovely trees.....you love so much! And please buy another mirror!
Love you
conniemom




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