more drawings 8]

just a few drawing i have done over the years =}

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I apologize for my absence, I was simply freaking out because I ran out of poems to present for you.

but then I realised this is not a poem blog, it's a me blog, so here is a picture I drew of my sister(she is a Leo)

Vilborg.

Ég heiti Vilborg .
ég er í ástarsorg.

því í gær fór ég út á torg.
og sá hann Georg.

með gellu að nafninu Ingiborg.
héldu saman í hendur á leiðinni niður kirkjutorg.

ég tók því mögulega ílla vegna ég henti mér niður brú við reykjaborg.
nú eru svört ský á eyjunni því ísland er í þjóðarsorg.


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Vilborg through the looking glass.

The heart does not listen, the ears cannot see.
The arms push away, the feet try to flee.

The eyes cannot speak, some things just can't be unseen.
it's a mad world, the aggravating endless routine.

The conscience is dead, the brain does not work.
The evil bastard inside her head is a tiny little jerk.

Her sight shows no interest, the sounds are fading.
The loneliness is unbearing, the unemployment is degrading.

Her head is full of clouds, her soul is suffering.
Her heart is empty and it's breaking.

The inspiration is dying,the dark clouds are growing.
The sky is dark and down the disappointments are snowing.

The regrets don't wash away, she will never be clean.
The doubts linger by, the reality is mean.

Life punched her down, she was labelled as weak.
The society is ungrown,the judge is a freak.

The jury has no power, the lawyers don't care
The system is failing and it's not fair.

samfunnet.

Det ene som jeg hører fra deg er ''du er ikke aktuell''. 

Men la meg bare si et til deg du har ingen visuell. 

Det virker som at du vet at du ikke trenger meg. 

Men selvfølgelig har jeg ikke doktorgrad i renhold som deg. 

Du vil ikke ansette meg fordi jeg har ikke en imponerende cv. 

Men den kommer ikke til å være mer imponerende hvis jeg ikke kan få en yrke. 

Jeg venter og venter her, dette er veldig uprofesjonelt er jeg den ene her som er klar. 

Hvorfor synes det altid å være at ingen av dere kan gi meg et alvorlig svar. 

Hvorfor er det så mange som får meg til å føle som en veldig liten person. 

Hva er det med denne jævla verdens tensjon. 

Flytt deg flytt deg verden må være rask. 

Når alle som går rundt på den har på seg en mask. 

En som ble fanget i oversettelse i sitt liv. 

Er en jente som prøvde altid å være så positiv.

The ghost of a Basketcase.

Forgive me father for i have sinned.
I never stayed in the present, i just followed the wind.

And with every decision I've made I have regretted.
To all the missed out memories through my years I have the credit.

Imaginary fear had a hold on me.
Always told myself one day id break free.

As long as I can remember ive been asked why i am so stupit and lazy.
But in a more polite manner of course like a deviled daisy.

And to the blissfully ignorant I have to say.
Why did you feel that my private life was your buisness anyway?

Why dont you own new clothes, why don't you ever smile, why don't you care about anything ,why are you always late, do you really think that you are cool.
You seem to know me so well, you've filled out all the blanks so why do you need answers to those questions you obviously don't care about being cruel.

I wish i could say that i regret making fun of you for all your shenanigans and charades.
But i don't because karma is a bitch so hopefully the memory of you all fades.

Sometimes i would be afraid that I'd end up an alckoholic like some in my family tree.
But I can't see what's so temting about a drink that both looks and smells like pee.

I had a choice about loosing my virginity at the age thirteen.
But the way I saw it I either could live happily as a virgin or loose it to someone who was mean.

These days Its really hard to be inspired.
When you've lost faith in the things that you have desired.

I guess it's my fault I pushed everyone away, I was in too deep.
But nobody tried to save me from that everlasting sleep.

A long time ago I was so exausted with emotions that from life I had to take a break.
I tried so hard but couldnt take it back ,finally now its time to awake.

I don't know where i was but somewhere i did arrive.
I never thougt it was possible but you dont have to be dead to not be alive.

But now it's my time to shine, the race has begun, I heard the gun shot.
I have to move, i have to do something, for I fear I'm beginning to rot.

dr seuss quotes =)

You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose. 

Today you are you! That is truer than true! There is no one alive who is you-er than you! 

Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened. 

A person's a person, no matter how small. 

The more that you read, the more things you will know. The more that you learn, the more places you'll go. 

Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It's not 

. 

Sometimes the questions are complicated and the answers are simple. 

Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living, it's a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope. 

Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind. 

If you never did, you should. These things are fun and fun is good! 

• Dr seuss.

bogga ❤️

Once there was a kitty.  

She was so itty bitty and pretty.  
  

She was very beautiful.  

And in every way completely irreplaceable.  

  

Her fur was white and grey and the colors of brown floating every way.  

For a better cat, i could never pray.  

  

She had fun accidentally loosing all of her collars.  

If I'd invest every time it happened I would be rich with many dollars.  

  

She had a crush on Garfield.  

For that secret, I'm sorry I have squealed.  

  

She had a scar right above her nose.  

The beauty of it can't be compared with even a gigantic rose.  

  

She and her mother always played a game called war of hugs and kisses.  

And all the times were filled with happiness and blisses.  

  

Outside she was the biggest and most dangerous tiger of all time.  

When she came back home she was as cute and adorable as a tiny little dime.  

  

Her eyes were big and filled with curiosity  

And her heart with generosity.  

  

I could write about her all day long.  

Until my heart would break into a song.  

  

There are so many reasons why she will always be so important to me.  

But the biggest reason of all is that she saved me from what life was supposed to be.