Killing a dream

Woman without hope

I’m feeling sad to be killing a woman’s long lasting dream
No no, it’s not yours, and it’s not as it may seem

My soon to be ex is talking about a new home
it’s always in her mind, she don’t leave me alone

3 days accounting and tax returns submitted
please be patient, I am very committed

I’d just like to run away, visit u, right here and now!
but a few things slows it down, let me explain how..

It’s reward time, for sorting accounts and tax returns
I hope u understand, please don’t have any concerns

Tomorrow is the final reward day before I leave
I always keep my promises, if that is any relieve?

Even if i don’t have feelings for her anymore
It hurts to kill a dream, to walk out that door

All she talks about is moving to a new place
I can’t stand to hear that, can’t see her face

Thursday she is back at work and I’ll select a new flat
something more central, minimalistic – simple as that

My company appears to be finally sold & payment is pending
at least they claim it’s all sent, what else can they be sending?

Friday is the day I actually intend to move out
Ready to meet for a coffee? Hope u don’t have a doubt?

Light a candle

Light a candleLight a white candle and let it slowly burn
never let hope disappear, we will return

It might feel dark now
but it gets brighter soon again
I’m just not 100 % sure when

So sorry for not acting faster
I try to make the exit in the most classy way
sensible for all parties, but soon I’ll walk away

Please light a candle for everything you believe in
For this love that simply cannot fall asleep
for the feelings resting inside us both so deep

I saw a star fall, when everyone was gone to bed
I wished that you were close, dreamt of us ahead

Please light a candle and pray for us two
I’ll move out around new years, it’s overdue

Inspiration: Song called ‘Tänd ett ljus’

When this years first snow hits the ground

I might just not be around
Moving out to the yet unknown
for a few months, I’ll be on my own
Let things calm down, let’s stabilise
thank Lord I’m out, let’s fantasize
what shall be, what might come
Because..
When the first snow touch London’s ground
I’ll just dream that U are around
we’ve been over a decade apart
we’re both waiting for a new start
so open up your heart
we’re overdue a new start
New year plans are yet not decided
London or Sweden? I’m undecided
Some things in life I take as they come
Feels like a game, what will become
if my mind does not betray
you’re not that far away..

When this years first snow hits the ground
I might just not be around
Moving out to the yet unknown
for a few months, I’ll be on my own
Let things calm down, let’s stabilise
thank Lord I’m out, let’s fantasize
what shall be, what might come
Because..
When the first snow touch London’s ground
I’ll just dream that U are around
we’ve been over a decade apart
we’re both waiting for a new start
so open up your heart
we’re overdue a new start
New year plans are yet not decided
London or Sweden? I’m undecided
Some things in life I take as they come
Feels like a game, what will become
if my mind does not betray
you’re not that far away..

Colours of you

Colours

A girl like you cannot be quickly described
without bringing up colours reflecting your style
A girl like you cannot be easily bribed
but finding divine dresses can make you smile
U are a gift from god, with sensational shades
With a lovely Eurasian body, and so perfect skin
all colours suit you, but the following probably win…
White is the sensitive and quiet colour u love to use
showing purity and chastity, and maintaining your modesty
proofing you honesty and novelty, giving ultimate harmony
Elegant ivory white can be used in any going out dress
making u look stunningly pure, and dressed to impress
Silver is often used in jewellery and shoes
giving amazing reflections, nothing to lose
Gold is the finest and most sensational
and nobody can be any more motivational
With a velvety flesh tint material, u won best dress award without a fight
You carried it so gracefully and elegant, oh Lord

Money money money

VBM

Money, money, money
it’s so sunny.. (opps, no..)
it’s so funny
in a rich woman’s world

I might got it wrong
but u don’t do such mistakes
so let’s continue this song
without assuming any fakes

You dad set the pace with his successful enterprise
a smart and ethical business is what he symbolise
Money blinded your mind, became your main focus
as young u want more, like your partners own locus

Money can also become a rat race
losing love, being an endless chase
Your money obsession might have slightly changed
banking culture backside, will it ever be exchanged?

Ok, I moved to London because of all business opportunities
I’m a entrepreneurial man, exploring various communities
I know London was always my ultimate goal
but when u got married, my heart got a hole

Money can make it easier to realise your dreams
Money can be a problem, used in banking teams
Money can open doors, otherwise closed
Money can create opportunities, often undisclosed

I understand family concern about the financial wealth
but getting older also mean more focus on your health
just so u know, if we ever going any further
a prenup is compulsory, guarantee preserver

I don’t want your money, I just want u
the money is a bonus, that is my view
and I’m not going to chase, let you set the pace
and right now I can’t wait to see your beautiful face

My Chocolate Dream

She is someone you could wait, and wait and forever wait for
never getting enough of that fine white and brown chocolate mix
My chocolate dream is sweeter than anyone I could ever adore
if I only had the pleasure to see her, cos I just want to have more
One piece is filled with Madagascar vanilla
U are so delicious packed, with amazing flavours
To stop me take a bite, you’d need a gorilla
She’s so delicately wrapped, what’s hidden inside?
Can’t wait to unwrap, God’s gift to all men
So simple yet welcoming, cannot refrain her pride
cannot resist her delicacy, outside Big Ben
With potential traces of nuts, you better stay alert
knowing your restrictions, before getting green light
She’s not a short term fling, much more than a flirt
having a fine and rich taste, she’s a true delight
In some countries, they call her persona chocolat
the type U wait for in light of special occasions
Should U savour her in secret, risk getting caught?
or wait for your turn, since there are no evasions
Stunning natural beauty, smooth and exceptional surface
she is so raw and delicious, there are no excess layer
My little chocolate dream, she’s always a given win
cannot function without her, I hope God hear my prayer
You’re a lush of caramel, and a little touch of praline
I’m a little bit rebellious, but will you be my queen?

Note: Written for a birthday of a special person, but the chocolate was not picked up by her…

Not a normal day

It’s not a normal day
not a usual Sunday
It’s Natalie’s birthday
and she’s so far away

Don’t have her address
so can’t send a gift
in a timely manner
but that’s about to shift

I feel it’s probably been a few hard years
requiring meditation, endless thoughts and tears

Wish I could support you more
be there when you needed

give support to the core
But for now – I just wish you a happy birthday

SWEDISH song (similar to above poem):
Vad är det för en dag?
Är det en vanlig dag?
Det är ingen vanlig dag
för det är Natalies födelsedag!
Hurra! Hurra! Hurra!

Quick Decisions; impulsiveness?

dice

Into quick decisions? Some call it impulsiveness
other call it determined, stouthearted or resolute
if quickly knowing what you want, give it a salute!
I often make instant decisions
and guess my dream girl does that too

I instantly know when something is right
feel it inside, it’s not that I’m bright
My emotions often make decisions, for better or for worse
trying to combine all of economic, long-term & a bit diverse
my conscious tells me what’s right or wrong
meditation indicates even where I belong
giving directions and keeping me strong

I’m surprised how quick you made up your mind
could see that we fit, and should be assigned
The final decision is coming, a little bit more near
don’t be afraid, with love there is nothing to fear

A searcher

I’m a searcher by heart, and even literally
working with search
doing my research
but seldom going church
I’ve spent my whole life searching
for answers on the Internet
for a peaceful place I wouldn’t regret
but mostly, for the love I can’t forget
My search is almost coming to an end
and there is nothing I would ever amend
on this journey, which I can recommend
when looking for much more than a friend
I’ll stop working with search prospects
I’ll stop searching for love and contexts
since I already found what I’m looking for
long ago, keep returning, I can’t ignore
Just not sure how to finally reach it
not sure how to find a perfect fit
not sure if and how I’ll get there
but maybe, maybe one sunny day
my destiny will be here to stay?

This entry was posted on 12.6.13 at 6:21

I’d Beat him Down

I have never been into fighting
that’s usually not worth the effort
Discussing is way better
fighting is always the last resort
I tend to be both calm and laid back
except when he bring other girls to the sack
It’s totally out of order; and not what you do
to one of a kind, a princess, to a girl like you
If I ever meet your partner
not really sure what I’d do
I’d skip the introduction for starter
when I’m done he would only see blue
It wouldn’t be a pretty sight
I’d wish nobody else was there
He would wish never starting the fight
he would wish never having any affair
He would wish he never meet me
because I’d not be able to stop
he can just run and count to three
once my aggressive side shows up
I couldn’t see him in the eyes
I couldn’t care about his size
I’d never ask for his autograph
I’d only fight him on your behalf
It makes me so extremely offended
that he managed to hurt you so much
I know it’s nothing you pretended
wish I could give you the gentle touch
Fighting has no rules, in opposite to relationships
Some men are just fools
and they should stay away from your gorgeous lips
from your hips, from all of you
he is overdue
he never deserved you anyway
and he better start to run away..
Because I’d beat him down like a sack of bricks
for all those chicks
he’s just a prick

he’d going down like a sack of potatoes
wouldn’t need any gloves to do the job
he is just a slob
I’m just doing my job
call me a lunatic
I’ll deliver the first kick
give me the mick
tired of his trick
If I ever saw your other half
I’d probably knock him to the ground
he would surely not have the last laugh
let him chit-chat over beer next round
I never lost a honorable fight
except when two armed hit-men almost killed me
I can’t guarantee that a fight is alright
and surely you would agree
This entry was posted on 12.4.13 at 3:07