Archive for April, 2014

Don’t Give Up

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on April 23, 2014 by JohnnyDolce

When something is taken,

you don’t feel whole.

and your world is shaken.

you’re not in control.

 

You scream out for mercy,

but you land on the floor,

so you hope for courtesy

but no one opens the door.

 

don’t give up, there’s still hope,

you’re not alone in being alone.

take a hold of the helping rope,

and climb back upon your throne.

 

it won’t be the first, it won’t be the last

time when you have to face your past,

it’s what you learn from things like this,

to understand what’s worth to reminisce.

Maybe baby

Posted in Uncategorized on April 22, 2014 by JohnnyDolce

Maybe I’m not falling for you..

Because, I am crashing it’s true.

This song will be my black box

and only you can break the locks.

 

Only you can see inside,

read what’s on my mind.

you..

are..

gran-

ted.

access,

to..

my..

cock-

pit

& success.

 

there has to be a better way to say it..

 

With the first kiss I laid on your lips,

we danced the shyness

right off of your hips.

It feels just like a fairy tale

I’m a knight holding

his holy grail

 

But the sunny skies are destined to rain,

and a loving heart is bound to feel pain.

You can try to escape and run far away,

but you can’t hide from sacred clichés.

ÜhistranSpordivõistlused

Posted in Uncategorized on April 22, 2014 by JohnnyDolce

Astun Väike-Ôismäel troll nr 6 peale ning istun akna alla. Sama rea teise akna alla istub noor naine – vast minu vanune ning otsib paaniliselt midagi oma käekotist. Olles sukeldunud juba viiendat korda, tômbab ta sealt vôidurôômsalt paari päikeseprille ning katab nendega oma pähklipruunid silmad. Vaatan aknast välja ning unistan, et taeva kataks vihmapilved. Mu soovunelma katkestavad järgmises peatuses 2 viie aastast plikatirtsu, kes meie vahele trügivad. Vaatame korraks kohmetult ümberringi kui juba tutvustab “minu oma” mulle enda Barbiet. “See on Caroline, ta on hispaaniast. Koige vingem peotsikk, keda Sa näinud oled” ja ma naeratan, sest see kôik tundub mulle kahtlaselt tuttav: “Mina olen Johnny, kas Caroline tantsib ainult klubides vôi oskab ta salsat ka?”

“Rõväää! Mis salsat. ta sööb hot dogi ketšupiga mitte mingi salsaga!”