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« Reply #3285 on: July 25, 2019, 09:06:35 »
Es hat ein Ende
die Suche nach Warum
ich verstehe jetzt wieso
die Liebe bleibt auf Ewig
doch die Wege waren unvermeidlich
sie haben sich getrennt, weil wir's beiden brauchten
ich bin endlich los von dir
doch halte ich dich auf Ewig fest
wann immer du eine Zuflucht brauchst
mein Herz hört dich
wie eine Schwester werde ich dich auf Ewig lieb haben
so glûcklich das ich es jetzt sehe
wenn vielleicht auch zu spät
ich wusste's eigentlich immer schon
deine Seele hat's mir immerhin gezeigt
so komisch wie wir uns tauschen lassen
durch Berge die es eigentlich nicht gibt
verbunden sind wir durch unsere Vergangenheit
ich bin so dankbar dass es dich gibt
mir bleibt der wünsch
eines Tages dich wieder in den Augen zu sehen
und zu wissen
Zeit vergeht, Raum trennt, aber das Wesentliche bleibt
auf Ewig.
When you can dream it, you can do it!

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« Reply #3286 on: July 25, 2019, 09:14:32 »
Hätte ich es damals schon gewusst
die Sache mit anderen Augen betrachten können
so nah und doch, was wusste ich schon über dich
ich lies dich in meinem Leben,
ich erzählte dich meine Geschichte bis dahin
mein Herz ausgeschütet und
ich glaubte echt du hasst mich
für die Entscheidungen die ich genommen habe
doch das Leben hat dich einfach mitgenommen
meine grösste Angst bewahrheit
und somit hast du recht dass wir die heutigen Chancen nehmen sollen
es ist die Gegenwart wo die Zukunft liegt
hätte ich es nur getan
anstatt meine Sorge über mich hinaus wachsen zu lassen
jetzt ist genau das passiert was ich niemals wollte
Freundschafte verloren gegangen
Liebe entpuppt zur Hass
doch ich lass sie hassen,
ich lebe jetzt im jetztigen Zeit
geniesse jeder Blume, jeder Biene jeder Hauch von Menschlichkeit
und versuche das Leben zu leben,
das ich mir immer erträumt habe
und glaube
was auch immer sein muss
wird sein.
When you can dream it, you can do it!

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« Reply #3287 on: July 25, 2019, 21:52:38 »
***
In blindness
I was hit in the place
I tried keeping safe
In the face
Of all the atrocity I saw
And finally, it shattered
It broke to pieces

Nobody meant it
No heart could plan it
To another
And my attackers have hearts


It is the silence
I can't describe


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Time passed
I'm slowly getting back into my body
I wait for a melody
But it is silence I grasp

.the result.

Her darkness
Has left my soul
I have full control
Over my role
In this life

I probably have cried
I don't remember


My river horse
Will give
What I must have wanted from mortals
My river horse
Will know
What is important

The childhood is gone
I have to move forward

My river horse replaces the dream of her love for me
When things go bad -- do something good.

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« Reply #3288 on: July 28, 2019, 11:35:13 »
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"I'd give up everything for a kiss"
Is this
How things are really within me?

I run away from solitude
Because I know I would miss
You and feel guilty
For the way I am

"I'd give up everything for a kiss"
This yearning
Feels bigger than me, it would be a bliss
The true bliss

The churches rhyme
That you are the one
They chime
They are all over my line
This time
I want all to happen

It would be like heaven
It really goes like this:
I'd give up everything for a kiss
When things go bad -- do something good.

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« Reply #3289 on: August 02, 2019, 17:57:59 »
A basket of blessings

I wish I had
A basket of blessings
To shower on random
People I see

To bring the unhappy
The sad and the ailing
Some light and some laughter
Completely for free

To cheer up the angels
Protecting these strangers
Each one gets a blessing --
How nice would it be!

But where is this basket?
Who'd give it to me?
Oh, I want them all happy --
The people I see!
When things go bad -- do something good.

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« Reply #3290 on: August 20, 2019, 11:03:12 »
Wenn das Glauben dich überfällt

Ich war ein Kind
auf der Suche nach Geborgenheit
auf der Suche nach Liebe und Freundschaft
heute bin ich eine Frau
Reue und Sehnsucht erfülltes Herz
um Entscheidungen, nicht immer durchdacht
du hast was, was ich lernen muss
zuerst hast du mein Herz geöffnet
meine Seele befreit von allen Grenzen
und dann bist du verschwunden
im Dunklen hast du dich versteckt
mein Gott ich war doch nur ein Kind
gesucht, entdeckt, gebrochen, gekrochen
Krank weil ich das Gefühl erkannt, doch nicht annehmen wollte
jedes Mal wenn ich an dich denke erinnere ich mich das ungesagte
klarer hatte es nicht sein können, da, in Berlin, was genau ich von dich lernen sollte
Selbstständigkeit, Gläube an das Leben, Vertrauen auf das was man nicht sieht
Wenn das Glauben dich überfällt fühlt man alles doppelt so stark
Tränen bis am Ende, nicht zu verstehende Liebe
man ist nie alleine, auch wenn man alleine ist
und wer man liebt ist nie weit weg
denn Zeit und Räum sind nur durch den Mensch kreiert
um Ordnung zu schaffen, in all dem was man spürt
wenn das Glauben dich überfällt zweifelt man nicht mehr
man weiss, mit ganzer Seele, mit ganzem Herz
was auch immer man braucht, ist schon da,
die Kraft, die Stärke, die Mut weiter zu gehen
Hoffnung steckt in dich herein
und bringt dich weiter auf den Weg den du zu folgen hast
die Liebe im Zentrum deines Lebens
und auf Ewig in Verbundenheit.
When you can dream it, you can do it!

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« Reply #3291 on: October 07, 2019, 13:00:59 »
It's the small things I miss,
the recognition of synchronicity
feeling a bond irreversible
existing love that never dies
a bird that flies and makes me smile
it's the deep knowledge you're always there
did I take for granted?
I'm sorry is the part that always comes too late.
When you can dream it, you can do it!

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« Reply #3292 on: October 08, 2019, 19:08:44 »
***
The light is streaming through my soul as I abhor
Looking into the mess of glass it shattered to
I somehow think and so I continue to
Write
But the rhythm is gone though the music is on
And we both know it is my screaming

As I fall

The light is streaming through my soul as I adore
The ways you break me every time you speak of home
I know I shouldn't trust because this all
Took place before
I will survive alone, but your words won
And we both know this feeling

I'm falling like a stone

The light is shimmering above my broken head
I watch my body lying there and playing dead
It is too late but blood is warm
Is it the end?
My soul is taken up -- I can't defend
I watch the light, I feel this light
It feels so right

I've fallen
While running to the light

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And I wonder...

Maybe this is where the final truths are
In the speed of time that is soon to take
Everything; only the stories would remain
Everything in this realm
Is so fragile...

And I wonder...

Looking at myself and what I am
What I seem to be -- yet I'm more curious
Of others, I have so many stories
But I want more

And I wonder...

Would you see how the flowers were dancing
In the lavender wind?
Were you to be there with me
Would you also see
Or would you pass us by?

And I wonder
What am I missing
Is it your soul kissing
My soul or was it a mere dream
Was it real that I saw you scream

And each time I stop here
My tiredness is growing
I can't keep thinking
I'm falling into a dream

A dream of peace and sunshine
Of tender breeze kissing the world
Of feathers made of light of the Beyond
And I see smiling angels
And my body cries as my soul smiles
And my river horse starts prancing
When things go bad -- do something good.

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« Reply #3293 on: October 09, 2019, 08:20:07 »
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A yellow flower
An elegance grown into the quiet beauty
An autumn love letter to the spring
Is kissed by the morning sun

Sculpted by its nature into one form
Of a dance movement that I can enjoy forever
Eternal and yet slowly changing
Withering and yet in full expectation
To bloom, it is caressed tenderly
By my gaze

I live to share the beauty
Otherwise missed
I live to save the beauty
That might never exist
Again

A yellow flower
Is kissed by the morning sun
A quiet morning, and what's done is done
I contemplate the sunshine
On the green and yellow rhyme
Its frozen music
Is my lifeline

I smile
I'm thankful for the time
I have
To see its beauty
When things go bad -- do something good.

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« Reply #3294 on: October 15, 2019, 15:46:39 »
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Who can answer
To the question of my heart

Shattered pieces of glass
Surround me
Is it the world that collapsed
Inside of me
Is it the wall I installed
To save my soul
Is it the way I should go
Just on and on

Who can answer
To the questions of my heart

Time is measured
By the weapons firing day and night
Life's a treasure
But the Treasury is not for life
Search for pleasure
You are born to get it, yes, it is your right
Get to leisure
There's no reason to begin a fight

Who can answer
To the questions of my heart
I'm a witness
Of what I cannot describe
Rows of victims
Who will find my pains to be so light
I'm in paradise
Compared to their demise
When things go bad -- do something good.

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« Reply #3295 on: October 21, 2019, 12:56:23 »
Forgiveness

To all hurt of the past
the cruelst words spoken
or even thought
the evil masquerades of lies
undercover pioneers of love
I set you free
I have no intention of holding on to you

To all sorrows cried for
the sadness that chained my heart
the yearning for the impossible
the illusion of being cared for
the adjustment to please others
I forgive you
your unawareness, my child, is breathaking

The knowledge that stood on itself
the wisdom I carried inside of me
understanding for each and everyone
life live love like peace breath take each
I let go of you
the stream of thoughts floads on its own

My brother, my light, my guide
my love and bond just for you
my belief, my space, my music
I free you from me
the dreams we had for life will live

forever.
When you can dream it, you can do it!

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« Reply #3296 on: October 24, 2019, 06:36:16 »
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My heart is trapped
Inside a sphere of spikes
Directed inwards

My feeble heart
With tender skin
And many bruises
Is trapped inside
A sphere of spikes
Directed inwards

It cannot move
Without being
Hurt

Each spiteful word
Gives life
To a new spike
When things go bad -- do something good.

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« Reply #3297 on: October 29, 2019, 16:49:18 »
the journey comes to an end
to the inner peace of myself
I had a travel life long
a feeling to strongly belong
yet I saw sew see that
being is the essence of life
and being happy is more

time never stands still
but is also the biggest lie
we cannot not breathe in and out
just as we cannot not be together
as energy is what keeps us all alive
what keeps us dream and achieve

I cannot tell you how much it hurts
to see the shatters of a past we had together
my heart bleeds for what was destroyed
the peace and utter silence

do not turn away, guide me back to you
take my hand and lead me to where I belong
help me find the light again to never lose it
for your whisper is so strong
and my believe so feeble free to go

A lesson learned, the biggest of all
one cannot run away from himself
in the corner you always meet up with history
a history of thankfulness that's bleeding
from the yearning to what'll always be.
When you can dream it, you can do it!

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« Reply #3298 on: November 03, 2019, 12:34:31 »
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How much life
Have you taken from me
Have you made me let go of
Yet I always pray for you first
Mother

How could you smother
Every hope of my heart
It is still hard
To see that the only thing you want
From me
Is to look good
That everything looks good
Nothing else matters
Nothing at all

I founded a tower to fall
From
But clearly
You wouldn't allow yourself to see me
Even in my death

The pain I felt
Was way too real
But there was no sense to scream
Who cared for how I could feel?
I learned to conceal
How I longed to disappear
But God would never let me

How much life
Have you taken from me
Have you made me let go of
Yet I always pray for you first
Mother

Mother, you gave me this life
But I don't allow you taking it
Call me a parasite
Or just don't call me
I accept that you never wanted me
I accept you would never dare
Accepting it yourself
All the things that you said
And never said
I accept

Things simply must look good
Between you and me
I laugh merrily
I joke and make you laugh happily
Who cares if I'm dying inside?

I love you, mother
But I'm scared to discover
What real love is
How being loved feels
You made me feel not deserving it
Mother
I know you will never agree
That it's not because of me
That I am like this
When things go bad -- do something good.

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« Reply #3299 on: November 06, 2019, 08:18:10 »
***
Sometimes I want to look back
Darling
To sense the warm light
Of you as if being
With me

But then comes this hissing sound
I'm so scared of
It splits my heart
And I lose connection
With my own feelings

Did I really feel this much
For you and because of you?

And what do I feel now?
Does it have a name?

Words, cruel words
Things truer than words, too
I'm not collecting your faults
They just ruin me

It's a double ruin to see
How low I can be
How picky
Ungracious
Unforgiving

I'm grieving
What else can it be?

A lie is a lie
A sin is a sin
Whatever I want within
Won't change a single thing
In the past

And it hurts me daily
Because I lost my trust
You were the last
I wanted to part from

Now nothing means anything
Because it could mean so many things
To so many people
And no one at all

For years nothing means anything
Yet your soul meant all
Each and every thing beautiful
I thought you were the one
I finally could believe in
What I was feeling
Does it have a name?

And I don't want to blame
I just don't know what to think
It's never been a game
I'd never play
With anyone like this

I thought I knew you

I learned that I was wrong

Sometimes I want to look back
Darling
To sense the warm light
Of you as if being
With me

But nothing means anything
Because it could mean so many things
To so many people
And no one at all

You meant love to me
Before I knew its meaning
I lived daydreaming
Of this love becoming mine

What I feel towards you now
I can't name it
Wherever people store their love
This place hurts
If I touch it with words
It bleeds

And I feel sorry
I never wanted you to be sad
Because of me
When things go bad -- do something good.