Elle

Elle est belle
Et Elle est forte.

Elle écoute
Et Elle entend.

Elle est Partout
Et comprend.

Elle demande
Et Elle accepte.

Elle offre
Et Elle reprend .

Elle a tord
Ou raison.

Elle est tendresse
Et Elle est douce.

Elle est passion
Et Elle est fougue.

Elle a grand coeur
Et Grands espoirs.

Elle est courage
Et Elle est rêve.

Elle aime
Et Elle déteste.

Elle est joie
Douleur et colère.
                                    MissAhdynn

I Have

I've seen you laugh
With those who make you Happy.

I've seen you smile
With the women who make you Happy.

I've yet  to see you angry
In this world we both, share Sadly .

But I've seen you sad
In pain, at lost and very much hurt , Sadly.


I've see you worried
About the well being of friends and family.

I've seen you proud
About happenings of this beautiful family.

I've seen you fed up
A few times you needed to be near me.

But i've never seen you happy
Smile, worry, angry or proud anywhere near me.

                             MissAhdynn

Sometimes it Hurts

Sometimes it hurts.
To be, to see,
To hear, to fear.
Sometimes it heals.

Sometimes,
People go out of their way,
To do the things that harm you.
They seek to do away
With every bit of you.

Sometimes,
People never intended to hurt you.
It just turned out that way.
You happened to be in their way,
And they needed to deal with you.

Sometimes
People are totally unaware of your presence
It's you who get hurt all by yourself, you know.
Your identity being the epitome of irrelevance,
Your wounds therefore impossible for them to know.

Sometimes,
It hurts.
Pain is a witness.
Pain is a testimony.

Sometimes,
A wound has been identified.
A wound means you survived.
Because pain is relief.
                     MissAhdynn

Will you try ...

When the rain comes rushing down,

Will you come looking for me?

When it rains cords in the town

Will you rush to be beside me?

When the storm rages outside,

Will you try to comfort me?

When it storms in my mind,

Will you seek to apaise me?

When the wind reaks havok in its path,

Will you fight for you, for me?

When it blows away all my strength in its rath,

Will you be strong enough for you and me?

                                         MissAhdynn

Je peux guérir

Ne m'en veux pas si mes mots ne t'adressent pas.
Dix jours, dix mois, dix ans sans toi.
Ce n'est pas grave, ainsi s'arrête mon toi et moi.
Tu m'as déjà oubliée, maintenant à moi.

Je peux rire, sourire.
J'ai pu guérir.
Je vois l'avenir.
Je ne vais pas mourir.

Ne m'en veux pas si je ne pense que peu de toi.
Dix jours, dix mois, dix ans si loin de toi.
C'est assez pour nourir la fin de toi et moi.
Tu m'as déjà oubliée, penses-tu que je n'y arriverais pas.

Je vais survivre.
Je vais pouvoir vivre.
Le coeur ouvert, plus de givre,
L'esprit clair, plus du tout ivre.

Ne m'en veux pas si je ne dis plus je t'aime toi.
Dix jours, dix mois, dix ans valent plus que ça.
Ce n'est point grave si notre histoire s'arrête là.
Tu m'as déjà oubliée, alors à moi : "Adieu, à toi."
                                  MissAhdynn

Down the road

Three birs walked down the road,
   To say "Hello" to Mr Toad.

Gently dressed, in all white feathers,
   Beautiful, Joyful, in the best of weathers.

Turned left at the fountain in the park,
   Walked in the tunnel, through the dark.

Courageously carried on, came out the other side
   Shook out the darkness from their mind.

Though out now, blinded by the sun
   They pushed through, walking as one.

On this path down the road,
   Lived a gentleman Toad.

If three birds walking by bothered to say "Hello"
   They were cured of all wounds, sent home with a glow.

                                MissAhdynn

Angelle

Brise goût,
Brise glace,
Papillon écarlate,

Dix coups,
Dix claques,
Amitié syncrétique.

Si nous,
Si moi,
Funelle sans écarts.

Brise cou,
Brise patte,
Champignon sans arnaque.

Dix jours,
Dix anals,
Frivolité emblématique.

Si nous,
Si moi,
Hirondelle en pétale.

            MissAhdynn

Pictures of you

Pictures of you tend to seriously haunt me.
Why is that, your presence must always taunt me?

I'll close my eyes, pretend to be blind,
Think of everything, anything, just to clear my mind.

Pictures of you tend to follow me where I go.
Like a shadow, Day and night, with me ever so.

I'll close myself away from society, from it all.
Walk away from this life, drop it, end it all.

Pictures of you tend to invade my world.
Trail my days, my thoughts, my every word.

I'll close my mind, my heart, as much as one could
Turn off my overtired brain, only to wonder whether or not I should.

                                    MissAhdynn

Rêves Déclassés

Par des moments passés,
  Quelques gouttes d'amour,
Pour m'enivrer,
  Que je me reveille un jour.

Par des mots mal placés,
  Quelques verbes choisis,
Pour me laisser savoir
  Qu'entre nous, c'est fini.

Par des rêves massacrés,
  Quelques gestes tordus,
Pour m'enlever tout espoir
  Qu'on ne serait pas perdu.

Par des idées lassées,
  Quelques malheurs abbattus
Pour m'empêcher de vouloir
  Que notre futur survive, têtue.

                    MissAhdynn

If tree birds

If tree birds sang
   The tunes from bleeding hearts,
Wishes would go up in flames,
   Passions would burn a fire
To the likes of a raging sun.

If tree birds spoke
   The tales of dying hopes,
Wonders would burn to ashes,
   Dreams rose from the dead
To the likes of haunting curses.

If tree birds heard
   The truth within the stories,
Will would singe its ways,
   Mind would fester
To the likes of withering corpses.

If tree birds read
   The fate hidden in the leaves,
Whispers would kiln our soul,
   Spirits would sear through the path
To the likes of Hope's tread marks.

                         MissAhdynn

I stepped out for a moment

So I stepped out for a moment,
And as I stood outside, Hoping
For peace and quiet, a resting moment,
The wind picked up, but I stayed out. Hoping
It would be nothing but a breeze, lasting merely a moment.
But the sun disappeared, though clouds emerged, I was still Hoping
The wind would blow them away, that this shaded moment
Would pass to reveal a beautiful day. Hoping
Didn't do me any good because in just a mere moment
The rain went from light drizzle to typhoon status. Hoping
I could get away, run, hide and not get wet for a moment
Was everything wrong with me, and why I was hoping
That stepping out would bring relief to me just for a moment.
Days like this, I wish I was not aware that hoping
Is the weather fools choose to live through. For every moment
They spend, in that state of mind, dreaming, Hoping,
They hide from realities, worries and rejoice for a moment.
Because if they stop, the weight buries any outcomes of Hoping.
So I stepped out for a moment
Wondering wether or not I should stop Hoping...
                            Missahdynn

It rained all day

Frail,faint,subtle
It rained all day today.
Grass,leaf,flower petals
Drifted off it's sturdy branch.
Here on the ground it lays,
Staggering in a small water puddle.
Will it wither as it sinks,
Will it hit the bottom first,
Only to wither just then.
Frail,faint and iddle
It drizzled all day today.
A tiny little flower petal
Went off into the air,
Danced it's way down
To wather on the ground.
Lazily rested on the surface,
Swaying to the rythm of the ripples
As the rain fell unto the small pool.
Frail,faint, Brittle
It rained all day today.

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Blank

Blank paper shit sitting on the desk

Blank mind has got nothing going on 

Pencils in my hand, tapping on the table

Putting my thoughts through the test

Will there be words coming out this time

Will I manage to write a couple of words

One word all and enough to say something

Or no words at all to mean so much

Can it be my self is not ready to speak

Can’t I voice at all what is left of me 

Tree dots onto my page evenly spaced

Tell me what It is I wished to say

A scribble further down to the right

All I see is a pile of tangled emotions

If I down my pencil and chose to take the pen

Is it possible I might finally read from within

                                       Missahdynn