(Deutsche Fassung unten) When these dreams Tear at the seams When some of their filling Simply goes missing Do we stand disillusioned? Or do we redesign them from scratch? Do we let them fall into ruin? Or do we reconstruct them on a sturdier base? When these dreams Burst into tears When …
Category: English texts
Unintentional Crimes
You remember The number of times How many misinterpreted lines Unintentional crimes I remember The number of sorrys How many unwritten stories Untasted glories
Potentialities
Fancy the friction The potentialities The number of realities The casualties Impossibilities And then Picture the perfection The potentialities The number of realities The victories Opportunities
Power Play
Shall I outrun you Or will you fall back? I shall bend to your will If you bend to mine Shall I call for attack Or will you ground arms? I shall surrender If you forfeit the fight
Answer to Writing Prompt: Homophone Misuse
This is my answer to a fun writing prompt by Cubby from Reowr (please check out their blog). The challenge was to finish a poem using silly homophones (i.e. words that sound the same, but have different meaning). The first two lines were given: Gone are the days of princesses And nights in shining …
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I'm happy to join the Scribblers Arena, a community blog that brings together a variety of texts by different authors. Check out my poem Goodnight, My Sweet and have fun discovering other bloggers' work there.
Bonnie & Clyde
I remember The zest of your laughter And the bitter tang that came after The crawling of bottled-up fears And the sprawling bog of their tears It was the blue in your eyes The black of our lies Yes, I remember The syrupy taste of our bliss And sweet nothings choked into this …
Reformation
On the quincentenary of the beginning of the Reformation in Zürich. Words cracking stone Churches crumble and fall Words tearing down walls Words taking up arms Tyrants stumble and crawl Words firing truth
Mercury
Unhand this aching heart Cruelly you wrenched it from me Know that I still hurt From your callous surgery See the toxic waste That oozes from these crude, infected cuts Take in the bleak, metallic taste Of mercury poisoning my guts
Ignis Fatuus: (D)elusion
To come so close Yet never hold What yearning thus misguided What hopes divided To lift up high Yet never catch What passion thus mistaken What assurance shaken To be so bound Yet never join What affection thus misplaced What sense disgraced
Run, little birdy
Hush, what is that sound? It is my heart crumbling in your hands It is my soul choking on your pride My love strung up on your whim Run, little birdy, run Hush, what is that sound? It is your brain sobbing on the rack It is your will crushed by your anxiety …
When You Leave
There will come a day For last goodbyes You will leave and I will stay There will come a day For letting go You will leave and I will stay There will come a day For missing you You will leave and I will stay There will come a day For memories …
It’s amazing how … 2
It's amazing how some people keep inspiring you to write. Here's a bunch of poems I wrote for/about a particular person (not the same as the one I mentioned in my previous post, obviously). My oh my ... Dä Kuss ir Autstadt uss So wie wir waren (several poems) Chum mit, gang wäg Brochni Seelä We …
It’s amazing how …
... some people keep inspiring you to write. Here's a bunch of poems I wrote for/about a particular person (oh my): If it be sin Ich büss für dich Your gentle shove The mud of long-forgotten fears She left me a wasteland Maybe One Soul A Picture of Misery Endless Whisper Free From You Crucifixion …
All in
(English translation below / Hochdeutsche Übersetzung unten) Mängisch füuht sech zLäbä a wines Spiu Zverlürä het mä nüt u doch zviu Isches Poker oder russisch Roulette? Egau, äs isch glich wiviu Joker mä het Am Schluss gömer aui all in U äs macht ä ke Sinn Bäng! Irgendeinisch triffts jedä iz Härz U äs …
