Tag Archives: Poem

The Writer

Once I was in love with a writer
He wrote me poems
They made me cry

I told him that
He was cofused

His words were never meant to hurt
They were meant to make me happy

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Breathe

I should have kept you in the cage
You wouldn’t have loved me
But you would have stayed

I didn’t care if you wanted to leave
If you only were happy when you are asleep
I was just a bit too sure you’d return back to me

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Poisonous Soil

You were the beauty in me

Now that you’re gone I can’t look at myself
The mirror wants to burst at my sight
I’ve turned gray and ugly and dry and old

My heart is withering
You cut off the roots of beauty in my soul
And poisoned the soil of my fields
No love can grow there any more

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Make It Count

Every day will make you older
So, no matter what you do –
make it count.

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When we drive

When we drive
and I seldom do it myself,
I sit on the front passenger’s seat
and I’m all in silence –
then driving is beauty

When we drive
the road is a gray belt
lying in the scenery
able to lead us everywhere –
then the road is beauty

When we drive
we pass meadows and woods
and each millimetre of the landscape holds lives,
plants and animals
and in each car is life and a human who’s beautiful –
and the whole setting is beauty

When we drive
and it’s dark, I love to pass cities and villages
I regard the sparkling lights
and behind every of these lights
there is a heart that beats –
and the city-lights are beauty

I then I ask myself
how can I be so sad
surrounded by a world
that’s so beautiful

And when I drive
I would like to disappear
and clear away into one of these lights
Be nothing.
Be part of the beauty.

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You gave my emptiness a name.

When you said you’d protect me,
but became the danger instead
When you promised me a life at your side,
but you didn’t even call back
When you said you’d catch me a star,
but all you came up with were excuses
When you made me dance
in the ashes of my world once again

You gave my emptiness a name.

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