In this room of despair,
A man is sitting with demons
Inside his head.
In this room of memories,
Only death breathes,
A man lives with gloom,
A man dies with sadness.

Inside his eyes ,
In that depth of blue terror,
Years of despair are seen,
Years of struggle are painted.

His life,
Cruel and lonely,
Was never a joy,
đắng, cay đắng and sad
This man lives with demons
Of past.

I can see the pain that
Is painted on his face,
Silhouettes of past that
Play this âm nhạc of terror,
I see only darkness and despair
Inside the eyes of a sad man.
This sadness is mine too,
This poem is written bởi the curse of
The children who will never meet happiness,
This poem is a poem of a sad man,
A man who sees nothing but greys.

One of my yêu thích poems of all time & perhaps someone would like to add thêm Byron hoặc make commentaries...

She Walks in Beauty 1814

"She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy ngày denies.

One shade the more, one cá đuối, ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
hoặc softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A tim, trái tim whose tình yêu is innocent!"

Here I Stand Besides you
Don't bạn Even Realized That I Fight with Myself???????
against all the Reality that Can tore My souls..
I Can't make the loosing Fight with my own Hearth Beating..that was you...
bạn filling the hole that burned deep inside my Death Hearth,,
bạn MAke it Beating...
Flushing,,,
takes Me to the first Sunshines after my Nightmare..
Im Afraid..
I CAn't Imagine..
I CAn't Cope This..
How Can I Let My Self Flying high falling Free in Your Life,,then times awaits Me for hitting The Ground???????

Will I Survived from it?
Will I Still Have this beating then?
Help Me,,
Don't Let Me hit the Pain,,anymore..

Im Loosing,,Far Before The war Is Over..
Im in yours Now..
tie in ever single things bạn Make

bạn hold my Life's String..
Up....Down.... Lower...

bạn Stealing The best PArt Of Me..you Take it with bạn Now..
Now...
Im Nothing
Im Loosing this fight against my Self..
I Let My Self Falling In tình yêu With bạn