12.02.08

February 15, 2008 at 8:43 pm (poem)

look at yourself
I’d rather not
is there a fragile surface
on your plastic face
are there actual thoughts
apart from
your blabbering mouth
painted and designed
who bought you, doll
magnet for empty admiration
I’d never touch you
but I imagine you’re cold
porcelain skin
china doll, can you
feel love and
move those artificial eyes
with warmth
I do not care
keep my distance
remain where I belong, I want to be
do so as well
just keep away from me.

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german

February 14, 2008 at 9:45 pm (poem)

07.01.08

in bekannter Sprache
angeboren und erlernt
fehlt es trotzdem oft an alledem
was Erlebtes greifbar macht
aus dem See Erinnerung.

Alles was sich anbietet
neu in Worte zu kleiden
scheint stehts so falsch und grob
verglichen mit dem Abdruck
tief in Herz und Kopf.

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24.01.08

Den Stift schon in der Hand
ein Ziel vor Augen
hält eins das Schreiben auf
ein kleines Stimmchen leiser Ruf
dessen Wahrheit nicht zu leugnen ist
dass alles was geschrieben wird
der Wahrheit niemals nahe kommt
und zu erzählen wie es war
als Sonnenlicht durch Wolken brach
Gräber in Winters Wärme taucht
nur den Moment verrät
ihm niemals gerecht wird
mit jedem weiterem Wort
ein Kuss in der Erinnerung verblasst
und deshalb ist Erinnerung der Ort
wo der Moment zu bleiben hat
Wärme spendent, Herz anregend
statt angekettet in genauen Worten.
Du als einzige teilst
die damit verbundenen Gefühle
und das ist genug
ich muss nicht mehr schreiben.

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09.02.08

February 14, 2008 at 9:44 pm (poem)

close down shutters
make it dark
arms wrapped around from behind
only thing to feel
and calm breathing against
the neck
block out sun
block out stars
block out doubt and grasp
waiting
even tears would be alright
just silence is wrong
we are no longer alone
no need for this
I’m present
remember my touch
and I will wait
your presence supplies patience
until you smile.

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7.02.08

February 14, 2008 at 9:44 pm (music)

advice

hallsized silence fails to cascade
it’s what you crave
silence in your head
ceasing to bleed
stopping to cry
finding some sleep
yet acid is injected
into you every day
and you feel like you’re breaking
enduring constant decay
and I keep on listening
automatic responses
eyes set to calm but
invisible of course
lines are created
pictures are drawn
my head is getting drained
and all of your troubles
all of the pain
just keep on coming
just keep on coming
I can’t give a gust
force to push away dust
cause it’s painted on
and you bought the ink
and you call me a liar
a friend or just nothing
depends on your problem
and I feel I’ve seen them all
are you really trying
do you really fight
is it easy to use me
is it why you keep coming
what am I supposed to do
you keep on talking
you are not alone
so many people
fight for room in my head

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27.01.08

February 14, 2008 at 9:43 pm (poem)

Yes, I know this is bad. Thank you.

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lover, do you miss me
lover, did you cry
is there something to tell
bevause I want to know
always want to know
what wanders through your complex mind.
lover, do you fear
the loss within death
lover, do you know the dread
felt when dreaming of demise
lover when the time is right
when doubts from hell unsummoned
will you bear with me
feel with me
breathe with me
and I promise
you’ll never have to cry again.

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24.01.08

February 14, 2008 at 9:43 pm (poem)

I wanted to comemorate some people.

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let’s just take a minute to reconsider
all the past events
and let us smile at odd mistakes
and useless brought up pain.

communication – what a mess-
is never to be trifeld with
yet all we did with stunning will
was to blur it even more.

who needs a simple sentence
we’ve got poems and songs
stories and hints
to dress shyness or shame or guilt or pain
in trendy denim letters.

and in the two years
different actors stubled across this field
we never ceased to be
what we undoubtly are
and go on with the vagueness
the complex pattern making
unnecessary
sometimes painful
or simple bliss.

was it worth it everyone
I’d never dream you all to ask
cause there’s no doubt it was
for now things shine
brightly in the lunar light
and she and me we smile
and I hope you unnamed souls
of importance to the play of life
can smile with us all night.

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