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senseless
In all that we do...in all that we say...it's totally senseless.
people wanting more than they can offer...making room for just one more pie...senseless!
In all of their desires, seeking, loving...lying, senseless bitterness... looking for their sweetheart, darling, sugar, honey-bee! senseless!
searching for the unknown when the known in already given! senseless motivation for timeless lost souls.
Senseless... unless you know your own self!
people wanting more than they can offer...making room for just one more pie...senseless!
In all of their desires, seeking, loving...lying, senseless bitterness... looking for their sweetheart, darling, sugar, honey-bee! senseless!
searching for the unknown when the known in already given! senseless motivation for timeless lost souls.
Senseless... unless you know your own self!
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Posted: May 2017
About this poem:
My views about internet dating.
For my Karen
I simply adore you my first true love.
You built the foundation of love and fear within me.
Before you were born I was fearless and strong about anything
Then you came, I became vulnerable, weak to the notion that if something happened to you
My world would simply crash. .vanish and I would simply crumble. ..
Yes, you taught me the true meaning of love. ..my world changed
For the better because of you
Believe it or not, but that was my truth then
And still remains the same.
You might not hear from me everyday, but know that I always think of you.
I love you. .
You built the foundation of love and fear within me.
Before you were born I was fearless and strong about anything
Then you came, I became vulnerable, weak to the notion that if something happened to you
My world would simply crash. .vanish and I would simply crumble. ..
Yes, you taught me the true meaning of love. ..my world changed
For the better because of you
Believe it or not, but that was my truth then
And still remains the same.
You might not hear from me everyday, but know that I always think of you.
I love you. .
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Posted: May 2017
About this poem:
When my first daughter was born. .I simply felt my whole world and future changed.
42 years today and I still remember very vividly how I felt.
Thank you Lord for all my children.
bird of the night
You bird of the night,
Fly freely in the sky
I am captivated by your spell
Get down here from here.
I see you as you turn your circles over and over again
Like in an endless loop.
As you can see every day the beautiful but also bad sides of the people
Oh God! You bird up there like I envy you!
What would I give for a single day, no! Only to be allowed to be like a minute
you!
You know it, you see it in my desires my distorted eyes, right?
But this will never happen,
I mortal, weak man down here,
Has adapted me to my environment
Had made it voluntarily with me,
Put me in a golden cage!
O thou my free, impetuous bird as I envy thee,
But as often as I say it will never be true!
Forgive my bird,
I bored you !?
I'll be back in my golden cage
And tomorrow morning,
I'll be back here,
Banned by you,
Banned from your freedom!
Fly freely in the sky
I am captivated by your spell
Get down here from here.
I see you as you turn your circles over and over again
Like in an endless loop.
As you can see every day the beautiful but also bad sides of the people
Oh God! You bird up there like I envy you!
What would I give for a single day, no! Only to be allowed to be like a minute
you!
You know it, you see it in my desires my distorted eyes, right?
But this will never happen,
I mortal, weak man down here,
Has adapted me to my environment
Had made it voluntarily with me,
Put me in a golden cage!
O thou my free, impetuous bird as I envy thee,
But as often as I say it will never be true!
Forgive my bird,
I bored you !?
I'll be back in my golden cage
And tomorrow morning,
I'll be back here,
Banned by you,
Banned from your freedom!
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Posted: May 2017
About this poem:
Just thoughtfor a better world!
I have lived without living.
I have died without dying.
Run on the darkest black paths.
See how the roses color with the thorns.
Everything we colorful around me.
My feelings are silent, they are silent.
I am happy and turn around.
A dream kills my feelings.
I open my eyes and see nothing
Only the darkness of darkness.
I look into the gap of the small light.
It's going so far!
A small ray has changed my life.
He goes through all the time.
The hatred disappears, he moves.
It's going so far!
My life has begun to be colorful again
I walk through a bright rose garden.
All because of the little light.
How long did I have to wait?
But the moment does not come by itself
You have to agree.
Do not wait for help, help yourself!
Decide now - for a better world!
I have died without dying.
Run on the darkest black paths.
See how the roses color with the thorns.
Everything we colorful around me.
My feelings are silent, they are silent.
I am happy and turn around.
A dream kills my feelings.
I open my eyes and see nothing
Only the darkness of darkness.
I look into the gap of the small light.
It's going so far!
A small ray has changed my life.
He goes through all the time.
The hatred disappears, he moves.
It's going so far!
My life has begun to be colorful again
I walk through a bright rose garden.
All because of the little light.
How long did I have to wait?
But the moment does not come by itself
You have to agree.
Do not wait for help, help yourself!
Decide now - for a better world!
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Posted: May 2017
About this poem:
Sometimes feelings are the only thing you haveIf my soul ......
If my soul suffers so much.
I lie down and sleep, dream, forget.
I let my soul fly over the clouds.
Indifferent and free.
Sometimes I wish I could slip into eternity.
But then an angel leads quite gently
My soul back to me.
And surrounded by the gentle touch of the angel
I create power.
There I lie,
Kissed by an angel,
Lost in that moment.
If my soul suffers so much,
An angel puts his protective hands around it
And wait until she heals.
I never forget this touch.
My soul warms
Makes my heart beat faster.
I'm all over again.
I lie down and sleep, dream, forget.
I let my soul fly over the clouds.
Indifferent and free.
Sometimes I wish I could slip into eternity.
But then an angel leads quite gently
My soul back to me.
And surrounded by the gentle touch of the angel
I create power.
There I lie,
Kissed by an angel,
Lost in that moment.
If my soul suffers so much,
An angel puts his protective hands around it
And wait until she heals.
I never forget this touch.
My soul warms
Makes my heart beat faster.
I'm all over again.
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Posted: May 2017
About this poem:
When a wing of a Angel are touch youOn the feeling of LIBERATION
Cold water winds through my body
Goes his way.
Cold water surrounds my soul
Makes me freeze
In a moment of
Loneliness and darkness
Only the helping hand of a
Friend can help me ...
Warm my heart,
The rigid melt.
Because otherwise I have to wait
In this feeling deeper
DEPRESSION
Until the summer comes ...
So I'm afraid of the
Next rigidity,
because I know,
That give me the helping hand
Of a friend.
Cold water touches
My soul...
I'm waiting...
And wait ...
On the feeling of
LIBERATION,
The only one
FRIEND
Can give me ...
Goes his way.
Cold water surrounds my soul
Makes me freeze
In a moment of
Loneliness and darkness
Only the helping hand of a
Friend can help me ...
Warm my heart,
The rigid melt.
Because otherwise I have to wait
In this feeling deeper
DEPRESSION
Until the summer comes ...
So I'm afraid of the
Next rigidity,
because I know,
That give me the helping hand
Of a friend.
Cold water touches
My soul...
I'm waiting...
And wait ...
On the feeling of
LIBERATION,
The only one
FRIEND
Can give me ...
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Posted: May 2017
About this poem:
A real Friend is the best what can we haveI can hear is my breathing
The only thing I can hear is my breathing;
The only thing I can feel is the pain in my soul;
The only thing I can see is the infinite emptiness.
In me it is quiet. Still as in a lifeless body.
A body that had just been left lying,
Without paying any attention to it.
I feel useless and useless,
The meaning of my life no longer exists.
Every thought of the good disappears.
It seemed as though hatred and dislike were prevailing,
As if I were different from the others.
The desire for attention became too great.
My personality disappears in the earth
And adapts to life ...
I now swim in the stream of the masses.
The only thing I can feel is the pain in my soul;
The only thing I can see is the infinite emptiness.
In me it is quiet. Still as in a lifeless body.
A body that had just been left lying,
Without paying any attention to it.
I feel useless and useless,
The meaning of my life no longer exists.
Every thought of the good disappears.
It seemed as though hatred and dislike were prevailing,
As if I were different from the others.
The desire for attention became too great.
My personality disappears in the earth
And adapts to life ...
I now swim in the stream of the masses.
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Posted: May 2017
About this poem:
When an inner empty arisesThe tears when an angel cries
The tears when an angel cries
The tears when an angel is crying tears my heart
The tears washed from innocence so pure
My soul was twisting - so great was the pain.
The tears when an angel cries - very small.
But my eyes look deep into his soul
A black veil, an icy hand
The tears when an angel cries - very small.
This is what I found in his soul.
The tears when an angel cries - do not you see them?
A silent cry shook me.
The tears of the angel shimmer in the light.
The pain runs through me like a stab.
The freezing hand surrounds my mind.
The tears when an angel cries freeze.
You do not know what suffering means!
You do not know how it is to lose!
The tears when an angel is crying tears my heart
The tears washed from innocence so pure
My soul was twisting - so great was the pain.
The tears when an angel cries - are now mine.
The tears when an angel is crying tears my heart
The tears washed from innocence so pure
My soul was twisting - so great was the pain.
The tears when an angel cries - very small.
But my eyes look deep into his soul
A black veil, an icy hand
The tears when an angel cries - very small.
This is what I found in his soul.
The tears when an angel cries - do not you see them?
A silent cry shook me.
The tears of the angel shimmer in the light.
The pain runs through me like a stab.
The freezing hand surrounds my mind.
The tears when an angel cries freeze.
You do not know what suffering means!
You do not know how it is to lose!
The tears when an angel is crying tears my heart
The tears washed from innocence so pure
My soul was twisting - so great was the pain.
The tears when an angel cries - are now mine.
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Posted: May 2017
About this poem:
Also angels crythe identity
Your mask your identity
A smile on the face,
You must not be sad!
Every morning, put on the mask,
Then your life takes its course.
Emotion is still in you
And perhaps it gets worse and worse,
But you can protect yourself,
Your mask will support you.
Exaggerate your true self
Take the mask, with a laugh on the face,
Play the clown and jump
And dance, laugh, sing.
Conceal who you really are,
How the cold pain kisses you,
Be to another person,
Which is omitted and glad.
In the end splits the personality
Only you know it, the mask hides your suffering.
It is the mask of an identity,
Who begs for his salvation
A smile on the face,
You must not be sad!
Every morning, put on the mask,
Then your life takes its course.
Emotion is still in you
And perhaps it gets worse and worse,
But you can protect yourself,
Your mask will support you.
Exaggerate your true self
Take the mask, with a laugh on the face,
Play the clown and jump
And dance, laugh, sing.
Conceal who you really are,
How the cold pain kisses you,
Be to another person,
Which is omitted and glad.
In the end splits the personality
Only you know it, the mask hides your suffering.
It is the mask of an identity,
Who begs for his salvation
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Posted: May 2017
About this poem:
Sometimes we are not the same personborn......
We were born
born to live,
But one Day we must go again!
Complete with the life
But in our hearts they will remain,
A small light in the dark!
Where is the angel who frees me
Which protects me from the pain?
Do not you see my pain in my heart
For a little moment i hopenng before she leaves me
In our hearts they remain
We will not forget
we will miss you
Deep in us we bear the pain
Who holds us all prisoner
But we must live on
No look back in the cruel past
Not to see back
Otherwise we can not be happy!
born to live,
But one Day we must go again!
Complete with the life
But in our hearts they will remain,
A small light in the dark!
Where is the angel who frees me
Which protects me from the pain?
Do not you see my pain in my heart
For a little moment i hopenng before she leaves me
In our hearts they remain
We will not forget
we will miss you
Deep in us we bear the pain
Who holds us all prisoner
But we must live on
No look back in the cruel past
Not to see back
Otherwise we can not be happy!
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Posted: May 2017
About this poem:
I dedicate it to all the it all who know it this feeling of blank in oneWho have lost someone in their lives and know that he never comes back again
But it is important to learn how to deal with it
Even if it is not easy
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