Svanhildur Njálsdóttir
Svanhildur Njálsdóttir Poems
When the sandman calls your name
will you be prepared to come?
Are you going to fall to his will?
Close your eyes
...
Tonight I fall from heaven
The slippery serpent embedded in my silvery soul,
Tonight I fall from heaven,
My murderous mind filled with malicious means
...
Come fall with me,
Over the sun and under the sea,
Stay under cover,
And drown with your lover,
...
I am the watcher
Looking in throw the glass
The tails that it tells me
In my tapestry I spin
...
The best poem in the world
will never be read
when everyone is writing
The best song in the world
...
Burn the roots
but keep the roses
Treat the wound
but keep the scar
...
All I want is for you to sing to me
Set me free
So please
A word to the wise I came to be
...
Reach from the sun to the moon in the sky
holding close the light liquor of life
falling down the shaft of corruption
to crawl up with bleeding hands
...
Back and forth
back and forth
Perpetual Pendulum
the eternal motion
...
Dear my newest friend
I have heard of your plans
and look quite forward to meeting you
...
Follow the footsteps
of a world less mourned
a land without a tear
and seas without sand
...
I hold my heart in my hands
I look down upon it with empty eyes
I question how it got there
I ask why its there
...
Just another prick to the finger
Another needle in the eye
Just another life in danger
Another reason to cry
...
Give me seasons to change my mind
and years to change my life
Give me deckades to change myself
and a lifetime to be who i want to be
...
A dropp of juice from a blood orange
goes down much sweeter
its crimson nector flows
The morbid nature of this fruit
...
For the final time
I will not be your bride
Please know that I am sorry
however I don't feel inside
...
Svanhildur Njálsdóttir Biography
My name is Svanhildur Njálsdóttir, I was born in Reykjavík, Iceland in 1992. I am a lesbian poet who moved out on my own when I was 16 years old due to a dispute with my parents. I discovered my love for the English language as a child, and made it a hobby to study in my spare time. I started writing poetry as a hobby and it soon took over as my passion in life. I am a proud Icelander, and am fairly traditional, practicing the old Norse ways as my base religion. I work part time at a deli in order to pay my bills.
The Best Poem Of Svanhildur Njálsdóttir
When The Sandman Calls Your Name
When the sandman calls your name
will you be prepared to come?
Are you going to fall to his will?
Close your eyes
and drift off
to an evening to be forgotten
When he holds out his hand
will you be prepared to take it?
to follow his lead
to places unknown
and ideas forsaken
Do you feel the weight of your eyes?
Slowly closing throughout a lifetime
in preparation
for when
the sandman calls your name
Would you like a rose for your troubles?
Perhaps coins for the ferry man?
A kiss for the sandman
and a soul to lose?
Lets spend an evening
Dancing in the flower fields
all hands underground
for when the sandman calls your name
Will you hear it when he calls you?
When its your turn
to step to the front of the line
and fall to the ground
What will you be doing?
Where will you be?
How will you feel?
when the sandman
calls your name
for the last time
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