Tag: #poem

My angel of sin

 He’d have white wings
 His eyes full of greens
 Cold hand from fear
 He’ll be my dear
 His face swarthy
 Very naughty
 He warmed me with cold hand
 And fell
 On sale
 Which has eaten him
 In which he drown
 Then I looked for him
 My angel
 ...and he had found me
 Then for the first time
 We were together
 I felt that touch
 As he cuddles me
 But it was just wind
 It was my wind
 My angelic wing
 Which i felt for
 With whom I’ve stayed
 Over the river
 With him
 And again we were one
 My angelic wind...
 21:29 21.09.03

A poet out of theme

 Wind blows the hair
 Water in the pond
 And butterflies’s wings
 And you...
 And us...
 Like a walk in clouds
 In the ocean of stars
 Drown in the moon
 Only us...
 Not you...
 I want to drive in a delight
 Scream from fear
 From boredom yawn
 And know only one
 Only you and me
 Not be scared so often
 As i was supposed to
 Don’t ever feel fear
 Let it go away
 I want to feel safe
 By my angel
 He’ll look after me
 And love and be
 And never again...
 ...will walk away
 Never ever leave me
 21:08 21.09.03

Hurricane of pleasure and sadness

 The ground has shudder under my feet
 The sky thundered loud
 It was light...
 Whole in stars
 From it a warm summer rain was pouring
 Over my back I felt shivers
 Tear over my chick
 Seen trough and salty
 One drop was blood
 Second big tear
 ‘Lough from it’
 Gnome is shouting
 ‘You at least understand’
 14.02 21.09.03

A seed falling down

 A poet with no home
 Walks infinity
 Doesn’t know conventions
 Doesn’t care for them
 Walks
 The sand is soft
 People whispering
 Don’t like the poet
 Got how he is
 For that he is
 For who he is
 They laugh at him
 Scolds and mocks 
 He’s afraid
 Like a mouse
 Not showing though
 Pretends he’s strong
 Tiny solder made of lead 
 Who’s tearing up the way
 15:16 21.09.03

Sing my soul

 1.  When angels fly 
 I feel alive
 And it’s so great
 Like it’s my faith
   Ref. There, far I have friends
 Who sit out the tree
 And wait for me
 2.  I see angels souls 
 Their pain
 Pain... like me
 So I feel, they’re by. Close
 3.  I’ll be the angel 
 Sweet angel looking for way
 ...at home
 And can’t find it
 23:00 17.09.03

Milky way

 What I dream and desire
 That is killing me
 In my soul a storm of senses
 In my eyes pride and thoughts
 And you?
 Conceited fool
 You know what you want?
 Or rather think you don’t?
 This doesn’t matter anymore
 You will stay a fruit
 As in the beginning
 23:00 16.09.03

Ash

 A drop of blood fallen down
 Now laughing at me like a clown
 Laughing in my face
 ‘That is in your veins’
 Unfortunately not me
 I want to be free
 Don’t feel it no more
 As a hurt spectator
 Lie without moving
 Forget the growing
 Then fell of the chair
 Forget what to wear
 Now I will be safe
 No matter where’s the wave
 That I will no stop
 That I will just walk
 18:50 16.09.03