Carpe diem quam minimum credula postero!
Моя риал лайф стала серьезно влиять на жизнь виртуальную. Поэтому пока хочется уйти от серьезности и скуки куда-нибудь подальше и чуть-чуть развлечься =)
идея была давно заценена и стащена у Иммернот
Гадание простое -, вы называете цифру от 1 до 11, а я вам - картинку + кусочек поэзии и ... ну дальше как получится
(обещаю не жульничать=))

Картинки смысловые, объединенные одной темой.
Итак - 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11
Как ты докатилась до такого?! ))
7
The rubbles of today will be the pillars of tomorrow,
Broken pianos are still able to play the " F " of Future,
Crisis darken our daily skies as a call for a new dawn,
So, we ignore the sparrows and front the adventure.
If the Tree of Humanity falls,
in the Forest of the Universe,
and no one is around to hear it,
does it make a sound ?
To feel the musing, listen to LOUD Music,
Resound with many deafening colours,
A firework ricochets off your sounds,
Flood your soul, splash all your walls,
Bathe your eyes and suffuse your ears,
Skim your poetries to bounce your wild ideas,
Let the light strikes your sensitive cord,
To feel the musing, listen to LOUD music.
It's easy to be wrong, don't judge by appearances.
You don't really know me, there is a tree in my heart.
Sheltered behind its leaves, you can find shy notes,
And if you gather them, you can hear me breathing.
It's a simple bewitchment,
You can't escape the trap,
If you touch on the strings,
The puppeteer own you.
6 -
WATER + SAXOPHONE
Each second that passes is a tear that I erase,
Each minute that crawls by is a stream that I conceal,
Each hour that drags on is a river that I obscure,
Because each time, it’s a misery that I drain.