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{June 17, 2006}  

Ice

Ice is like water

Adaptable yet stubborn

Floating on the currents

Or choosing for one position 

Strong, cold and powerfull

Yet not unable to break

not unable to feel heat

and never unable to melt 

perhaps you are afraid

afraid to break apart your shields

afraid to feel heat covering your heart

afraid that one day it might melt 

don’t be, my icy prince without a crown

there’s nothing wrong with water

and traveling with it’s flow

untill you get lost in it’s icy depths once more

-Gabrielle Nuit, Eruwen Fuin

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{June 17, 2006}   the painting

the painting

I see a beginning life as a blanc canvasUnblemished by the course it will takeNot yet in the hands of various paintersWhom will change it’s theme everyday I see the changes in the atmoshperePainted on by hands holding brushesDipping them into various coloursLying on a palette full of vibrant change I see a blend of hastily painted streaksNo longer making any sense whatsoever

They have formed one great masterpiece

Hanged in every soul that has passed.

-Gabrielle Nuit, Eruwen Fuin



{June 17, 2006}   drowned

drowned

I’m drowning in fanthomlessy deep poolsOh so blue, with sea green vegitationNormally i’d avoid that combinationBut now i can’t stop seeing it now I thought i’d hit the oceans floor alreadyBut it seems I only got stuck in the weedsThose greens enclosed me with somethingI was not completly familiar with I keep on falling, traveling further downAll of the icy depths I enqounterIt’s almost to cold to bear, so coldMade me wish I could heat it up But alas I am doomed to stayStuck in here untill enternityHas been long gone and deadForever alone, without heat

-Gabrielle Nuit, Eruwen Fuin



{February 16, 2006}   A Poisonous Obsession called Love

I often wondered how love should feel. Being a teenager will do that to you, no matter how immume you are. You see i’ve always felt as if I’d be immume to love. Quite the opposite is true, I seem to be affected greatly by love. This is itself is a terrible conclusion. I never detested love but i never liked it either. To quote a song from the movie called Moulin Rouge: “love makes us act like we are fools”, which to true to ignore. Love especially in the early stages, which is often referred to as crush or youngh love, will do that to you (the acting like a fool part). Now this leads me to my main point, how does love feel?.

To understand how love feels you must understand how it works. I shall simply describe the stages one will go through if he/she finds himsilf/herself in love. It all starts out with finding some someone you fancy and then chaos ensues. You’re swept up into a whirlwind of emotions and as whirlwinds are quite powerfull, you can’t really get out. The normal steps to take after that is to fall into love with him/her and tell him/her that and when said love is returned, start dating or going steady with him/her. And then providing you don’t get dumped or something of the like you’ll proceed to live happily ever after, probally married as well. Things get more complicated when other things happen.You can be rejected when you confess your love, which is why many people wait before they do so, or why people never do it at all. Rejection is after all an unpleasant emotion feared by us all. Thing get even more complicated when you fall in love with somebody else. Which is ofcourse a very nasty situation if you are in a relationship. Now that we have put the way love works on paper along with some “minor”complications we come back to our question. In the earlier stages you fancy someone or have a crush on that person, but how do you know that it’s not an obsession? I certainly feel that love in it’s earlier stages can be similiar to the way a serial killer obsesses about it’s victims only then with more positives feelings. You all, or at least i hope all of you do, recognise what i mean.  In the earlier stages all you can think about is him/her, you can’t eat, can’t sleep and simply can’t function normally because he/she is always on your mind. I do not know if the same goes for the later stages of love, but i’m guessing you can control it better ( the acting like a lost puppy thing) although it never stops. Now ofcourse I don’t know for sure because I never experienced the later stages, mainly because i’m to young for that. Now back to the subject, Obsession. Now all that i have described about how i’ve interpretered love can be defined as some sort of obsession ofcourse the serial killer comment was a bit ot of place, but hopefully it got the message across.
Now I’ve always interpreterred  me being in love as an obsession with somebody I like. I cannot give reasons as to why I do, all I know is that I do. I shall not bother you with my problems because i know you’re not interested. ( if you are…you’re outnumbered). I’m just wondering however, if all teenagers feel that way. If you do please comment or if you don’t also comment:).
Now before i sign off there’s something you must understand and to once again quote Moulin Rouge “love is a many splendid thing”. Never forget that love is what drives us, what makes us and somethimes breaks us.Signing off,Gabrielle                        



{February 12, 2006}   site mania

hy people,

have you ever had one of those days that it didn’t matter what you did it was all awfully boring? I do frequently, but i’ve found the cure for that. It’s simple really. You go to google and type in a sentence form a song or whatever’s in your mind and voila you have hours and hours of fun. Problems you however might encounter are that your parents will say you spend too much time behind the computer, but most of you probally already do. This is how I spend my weekends, if my games/forums don’t appeal to me.

A few days ago i found a wonderfull site about how to destroy the world ( not humanity) the theories were all possible save for a few “minor” glitches. Well “minor” glitches, the glitches are actually why the theories can’t happen. Most of them require materials which cannot be made or purchased right now, so that’s a huge problem.But it’s still funny to read.

well i’m signing off because i’ve got a huge load of homework and really need to finish it.

later,

Gabriel

 

 



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{December 28, 2005}   yeehj I made it

After long hours of searching I finally found it my own blog thingie. I haven’t figured out how it works yet (i have a general idea), but i’ll get there. So some of you ( read nobody) are probally wondering what the purpose is of this blog type thingie and the answer is quite simple. I am going to dump all off my beautifully written poems here and there is nothing you can say about that (and for your information i’m not a eight year old child i’m actually 14). Oh and perhaps a personal diary or complaint service, whatever suits me. Oh i must warn you though because my poetry tends to be a bit depressing (happiness just doesn’t suit me) and some of them are in Dutch. So unless you’re in fact Dutch I suggest not reading them because it would seem like it gibberish. Well enough babbeling, on to work. with annoyance and general depression -Gabrielle-

 



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