18. ágúst 2019
 





















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The sad poem

I have been worried and I have been sad
I have been unhappy and I have been glad
I have felt like I should open up
But like a door I close again
Maybe I need someone with a proper key
But with small hands to help my door slowly opens
I feel as I can break free but when shall it be
I neither can or want to stand alone
I sit by the phone ready to make a call
But what if my call is unwelcome
Maybe it is not but maybe it is
I in a fright close my door again
I close my eyes do not want to see
I hold my ears because I do not want to hear the child crys
But I try to speak and ask it to let me be
Maybe this child was never meant to be just like me




Viska
1985 -



Ljóð eftir Visku

Thoughts
Minning í Dalnum (2003-08-27)
Er lífið þess virði
My Sacred Mind
Silent Moonlight
Fayble/Flame
Shivering Leaves
Sufferings
The Web
Memory in my mind
Draumur
Tími
Ljóð
Tár
Kvöldið
Nótt
Stormur
Perla
Brostin von
Sannleikur
Bros
Ætíð
Tilfinning
Þjáning
Gone
Fade Away
mannsonur
Evil doings
Barn borið
The sadness
Defeated
Falcon\'s Cry
Goals
Grátur
Grímur
Here in my arms
Just for you
Kill
Náttúra
Flying among broken dreams
Stúlkubarn
Týnd
Wondering
Hvað ég mun fyrir þig gera
Farside corner
Unknown World
A little Bird
My angel
Unnamed
The sad poem
Vinur í raun
Englar
Book
Sweet Child
The Calls From Within
-
Áts!
Kertaljós
Nýir Heimar
Hin
Lágfótan
Vetraleikur
Vinur minn Krummi
Dómgirni
Sell out
Ástarsorg
Ég er bara ég
Í minningu


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