Real life

I once was told
That I must be old
To understand real life
Then the years past by
And there was I
Standing at a still
For neither was I brighter or wiser at my will

Though I tried to study life in all
The puzzle was still there
Challenging and making my utterly despair

Then suddenly, it dawned on me
For my thoughts was the simple key
For life is this, as it came to be
Here on this place called earth
I would not have existed here
If it wasn't for my birth

So to understand real life is to simply see
The understanding lies in that I once became a me

The spaces of our heart

At times our hearts can feel so lonely

Like someone’s not around

And you looking for the only

That someone to be found

But then one day I did discovered

Its not loneliness we might feel

But something more profounding

Something just as real

For our hearts have many spaces

Some big and some are small

It gives room for different people

Both the short once and the tall

And all these spaces has its stories

For they all has its own person to behold

But at times our hearts grows bigger

It’s the beauty of a heart I’m told

And in this change we find confusion

Misinterpret as a lonely heart

But instead it’s more like a pressing feel

When a new love is about to start.

Your beauty

Your beauty is not form from your reflection

Neither from the glances that are cast your way

For those eyes that look upon you

Never saw the beauty in your day

For you are more than your reflection

You're your kindness and your smile

You're your laughter in the morning

And your tears that's running wild

You're your wickedness that haunts me

You're the rosy skin that heats my night

You're the song that can't be written

For no words can form your light

And in a day I see true beauty

Standing by my side

For no first impression or no mirror

Can show all the beauty that you hide

For you're your beauty

Your true self

And if one saw you in your day

They then would know true beauty

Should be looked on just this way

Bildene

Jeg er bildene som sitter igjen
Hvert eneste et
Jeg er bildene som skal komme
Hvert eneste et

Jeg er dem alle

På godt og på vondt
De vakre og de dårlige
De kjedelige og spennende
De er sin egen styrke, sin egen svakhet
De bærer sitt eget håp og sin egen tro

De er alt 
Ingen av dem er endret, kan endres

Men allikevel er de akkurat som de skal være

Akkurat riktig
Selv fulle av feil
Av unøyaktighet
Av riper

Og alle bildene fortjener
Å bli studert
Å bli godtatt 


For de er det kjæreste jeg har,
Akkurat som dine bør være det kjæreste for deg.


For det er gjennom bildene,  mening kan skapes
For gjennom dem vises det menneske du er
For gjennom dem dannes en historie

Som bare er min, helt ekte.
Som bare er min, helt unik. 
Som bare er mine, hvert eneste et.

A moment

For a moment, it felt a brief one

All I thought about was you

And in my moment, I was distant

Nothing hurt and all was true

But then I realised I was seeing

Something other than was there

Something that had been hiding

And in my moment I had forgot that I should care

For I was blinded beyond my reasons

I was blinded with myself, the one with you still here

And it makes fictions into knowledge

And then knowledge into lies I thought were true, I swear

And I might have thought I could avoid it

But I was blinded by the truth

For when it comes along and chose to finds us

We are bond to be smitten by its youth

And no one has or ever will control it

It's nothing one can really do

Just have to stand there and be hopeful

That it sticks around a while with you

For love has never had a purpose, not a single one

It just comes whenever it is ready

But it only takes a brief moment to be gone

Her man

So there he stood almighty shining brightly on his way.

And everyone that saw him, said he was worthy of their stay.

He lifted doors and build them houses.

He even rescued all their cats.

But she filled the house with love.

And mended all their scratch.

He walked the world with confidence and pride was his alone.

For man could never fail when he did it on his own.

He smiled and talked for hours of all the wonders he could do.

She stood behind and listened, even though she made her wonders to.

And she walked the steps behind him trying to look small.

So all the others could see her man so mighty and so tall.

But had they stopped a second, to see the shadow standing there.

They would have seen her whisper loving words into the man´s ear.

And maybe they would´ve notice how she squeezed his hand with pride.

For all she ever wanted was to see the man smiling by her side.

Even though he never recognized her.

Never put her in his praise.

Or mention her at dinner.

And gave her all his grace.

It doesn't mean she wasn't as worthy as he.

It doesn't mean she isn't as good to be.

For every girl makes just as much wonders on their way.

And all their voice´s has just as much important words to say.

So I will raise my glass at dinner especially for you, my shadow friend,

For all the women of the world but also every man.

And let us all understand and recognise the power the equality brings

It gives our world more wonders, so that it someday can grow wings.

I am

I am but a soul lost at sea

I am but a light burning to be

I am like a butterfly rising high

I am like the snow melted away

I am but a part of past stories I've told

I am but a part of the future I hold

I am but a part of the present I face

I am but a part of my inner built space

I am just myself, my own person

I am myself, the only version

For there is no other than me

This version I'll always be

For I am my own soul

My soul is me