Mittwoch, 19. Januar 2011

Death is not the End

My Villanelle. I don't know if I did it correctly, but I tried!

Death is not the End

I fear this to be the end
I'm scared that's why I push it away
But I know death is not the end

A comfort it is to have my friends
Even though the times are grey
I fear this to be the end

It feels like I deeper, deeper descend
I think about it night and day
But I know death is not the end

Sometimes I think the time is misspent
It's myself who I try to betray
I fear this to be the end

Of course I try before them to pretend
Then it's them who I betray
But I know death is not the end

Now it's time for me to transcend
yet, I know I'm only halfway
I fear this is the end
But I know death is not the end

Words of Few

Here is my contribution to One Shot Wednesday!

I haven't written in a long time, but I'm back now! I hope you still know me! ;)

It's a little compilation: "Words of Few"


I felt free that time
Never felt that before in my life
I was like everyone else for once
But still myself
I forgot all about it, ...IT!
IT, that holds me back the most
But in that few moments...
IT was gone

The Bridge

People around me had no meaning  to me
There were a few, so I could be
But somehow I felt disconnected
From society I felt rejected

So I faded from reality
and fled into my artistical world of virtuality
Which is not a drawback
as long as you COME back

After often falling in the ditch
I lost hope of ever finding a bridge
Until there they were at the other end
reaching me a hand

I knew not that this existed
I thought my mind was twisted
But there I was in company of my own
Not anymore alone

One in a million is but one of many?

I feel empty
when the birds don't sing to me
They are far away
but still as near as can be

I can hear them fly above
They are peaceful doves
One less doesn't seem like much
Just birds and such...

Dienstag, 26. Oktober 2010

The Turnaround

My poem for Oneshotwednesday at Oneshotpoetry
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I’m standing in front of this heavy gate,
hard to open,
hard to find

I guess it’s fate,
I was hopin’
the world won’t mind

I guess it’s too late,
expecting fortune,
I guess I’m blind

I’m in a desprate state
happiness? God forbid!
a rope to bind

struggle overcome
my spine is straight

return… a big amount
the black hole…  a little one
nothing less than great

insufficiencies… not much to count
suddenly I can have some fun
suddenly a lighter gate

now it has a whole different sound
what’s it called?

I think it’s called happiness…

Donnerstag, 21. Oktober 2010

Up in the air (to my friend Adrian)

Up in the air is where he’s free
free as a bird
who scrapes the sky with its golden wings

his shadow hits the ground
barely visible to him as he flies
through endless skies - eternal freedom

but not long after
he is back at the bottom
the bottom of boredom

But – comfort - the thought alone
of being up there
even if just for a few moments

his dream come true

Up in the air

Dienstag, 19. Oktober 2010

The Dark Wizard

The Dark Wizard has cast his spell
screams from the caves of the far mountains
Fireballs from hell
shoot at the innocent, the Devil’s dance

The souls of the lost travel west
in hope of finding peace and salvation
a warm receiving chest
to keep them from damnation

But forever lost
for fighting for no reason
the only way for them to rest
is known, in our world, as treason

That path they have to follow
and at the end they know at once
that tomorrow –
They’re remembered by their loved ones

Sonntag, 17. Oktober 2010

The rain clouds slowly gather round
rain to descend
a brief glimps of light shines toward the ground
the summer ends

But the minor shine
at the time of noon
wakes the patience of mine
to wait for another few moons

autumn, winter, spring

when the birds start to sing