Lene Skovsende

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About me:

As one of the two webmasters of www.nexus-univers.dk. I'm the researcher. Finding information of concert dates, personal data, newspapers, interwievs about Nexus Music and Nik & Jay. I design wallpapers, calenders, scrapbook pages among other things on nexus-univers.dk.

I'm also writing poems, childrens books and a thriller. My poems can be readen on:

http://www.lifli.dk/Tekster/Skovsende,%20Lene/Med%20livet%20som%20indsats.htm

Two of the poems I have translated and you can read both of them down below on this page under Interests.

One of my hobbies is scrapbooking. To our www.nexus-univers.dk site I got the idea to make a scrapbook about all items I could use with Nexus and Nik & Jay logos, pictures among other things. Here you can see some of the scrapbook pages I have designed for www.nexus-univers.dk. This scrapbook idea let me to start a project about designing scrapbooks, both virtual and real scrapbooking.

Waqas from Outlandish and I was to a rehearsal in Tivoli. In the evening Outlandish dedicated the song Aicha to me.

And here can you read what Waqas said in Tivoli 16th of July 2010

Waqas has sent a thanks for for the birthday greetings on www.outlandls2.dk. See what he has written:

Hi everyone I must admit im a bit surprised by All The lovely messages you guys have sent Me, you guys have taken time out and done All of this that means so much to me that its hard to describe with words, im just a common dude who makes some Music and get so much love back makes All The hard work worth while:) From The bottom of my heart thank you one and All for every single word and most of All I want to thank Lene and Tue The creators of this page who are going through The thoughest time of their lives as Lene suffer from Cancer, still they manage to be creative and give back, truly an inspiration for us all. God bless you both:) Peace Waqas

About our new website

Outlandish has sent a marvelous recommendation to visit our new site www.outlandls2.dk regarding themselves.

It is taken from Outlandish’s profile on Facebook:

From Outlandish http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/outlandsofficial?ref=nf:

Yet another Outlandish fan site has come to life. Its made by one of our very dedicated danish fans who suffers from cancer. Still she along with her husband found the strength and motivation to create it. As we speak she is hospitalized fighting for her decreasing health so please remember her in your prayers whoever ...it is you pray to. Please show your support, visit the site and leave a comment she would appreciate that! Godbless! Isam, Lenny & Waqas

In honour of my birtday 26. of november, I have got this slideshow from my friend, Line. Enjoy it!

Outlandish playing to Anatolian days in Copenhagen, where they sang Desert Walk and Aicha. There are much more on http://www.youtube.com/user/nexusunivers

Outlandish

Pics from a conert with Outlandish in Greve friday 31.10.09

Outlandish sang Man binder os på mund og hånd at Christiansborg 8. june 2010.

Big Fat Snake concert at Gimle in Roskilde. Thank you for the tickets, my dear Line

Watch our new website about Outlandish. Click on the Banner:

Who I'd like to meet:

A day at the Zoo in Copenhagen, Denmark.

Photos

Interests

General
Finally I got something published. Through Read Herrings Literary Journal 4 poems is going world wide. One of the poems are Whispering of the wall. It is on my profil. Click on the picture link and preview or buy the journal.
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Then I am back again in Read Herrings Literary Journal Edition II no. II with 4 new poems.

For the third time I was published with my contributions to Read Herrings Literary Journal sept.09 this I am very proud of.

Here you see 3 poems from Read Herrings Literary Journal

The whispering from the wall

The wall just stood there looking boring and grey But if you listened closely You could hear the wall whisper “Paint on me”

Something like Wonderful paintings and greetings Or funny drawings for a laugh And the wall whispered “I want more”

But one day something else was made A little boy said it looked like a giant spider So the wall whispered “Erase me”

Days went by and the spider was still there The boy’s mother told him it was an evil sign, called swastika And the wall whispered “Tear me down”

Suddenly an early morning men came standing and looking They erased all the evil drawn there The wall whispered “A 100 thanks, erasers men!”

Edited from the original version / Previously issued in read Herrings Literary Journal

Searchstrings

Where should I start It seemed confusing As looking for a needle in a haystack What should I write and then click on search

Ups, that wasn’t what I had in mind Relieved that my son didn’t watch Imagine, in search of a cartoon film And then getting an adult movie Further looking

It looked very cute Little pictures from the summer on the beach Children hardly dressed Be careful of enjoying such items Quickly to the next search

At last it seemed like I was getting somewhere But what language was it written in I couldn’t read it and had to go on Like a jungle to get lost in Search again

After 1 hour you forgot the time And suddenly informations turned up But what was now happening The page was locked with much text I clicked the bottom in the top of the right corner

The forgotten child

He wasn’t found on the scanner Only 2 was in sight They were sewing the mother back together When they felt another life A boy, a tiny little boy

He came in the incubator fighting for his life The 2 others were cute When they were heading home, one was missing The nurse came hastily With the tiny little boy

3 was really an unlucky number For his bed stood on the other side of the room Even when they were sitting by the table, he was at the end When they walked the streets, he was behind The quiet boy

In school he was never asked His brother did At birthdays and Christmas, he was the last to get presents The friends ignored him For he was the tiny

When they moved from home into a common apartment He had to be in the living room, there were only 2 rooms Even the fancy door sign could only show 2 names His name were written on a homemade cardboard sign He didn’t contradict

They bought a common car, a Mercedes He only saw it from the backseat Loving the holidays in Florida, especially air travel For they could sit together And he smiled

There was something he loved Working in the record store But the success lasted a short while They had to fire an employee There was no room for him

Though one cared for him The parrot, Jacob, they all shared Even when he was rejected jobs all the time And forgot about everything, him self too Who is he?

2 years went by with short lasting jobs Without finding the right path His brothers and sisters shared a designer company He decided to be alone for ever The boy became a man

He said goodbye to Jacob Packed his belongings in boxes Left the apartment without looking back Standing on the platform waiting for the train For ever taking him about

Who was he?

The forgotten child!
Music
Hip Hop, R&B, Rap, Pop, rock, punk, country and some Heavy metal music
Movies
Thriller, Horror, adventure and drama
Television
C.S.I. Miami and Poison Break
Books
Thriller and Horror