Wednesday, 13 December 2023
Ever beating heart
Wednesday, 29 November 2023
The fight
Those are crucial moments
When the intensity rises
When you don’t know
If tomorrow dies
Or you rise
I can see myself calling for shelter
I can see myself greeting the new morning
I know we might lose it all
Or win this last battle
I wish, so siege is the only option
Because losing the fight
Is not solving the problem
I always fantasised about oh so many mornings
About oh so many longings
You might see me as one of many
And we are strong enough to conquer
The hearts of the psychopaths
The hearts of those old people
I am not saying this was foreseen
There simply is no other way
And to renew this world
There is no alternative
Than to paint it all in colourful colours
To see each and every detail
Through the lens of our knowledge
Of our wisdom
Of our hearts
We are far too many
To lose this fight
Wednesday, 13 September 2023
The community
To proceed as humanity and eliminate existing injustices, it is the well-off people’s duty to support the poor and starving. Each with what they can. The destiny of this planet is depending on everybody and it is a fact that somebody who is well-off can contribute much more to saving our planet than somebody who is fighting for survival each and every day. We should have realised this already centuries ago and should have done more for uniting the world and the exchange between the nations instead of exploiting others and waging war on each other and being egoistic. We still haven’t understood this enough – even though we are running out of time. It is still not too late. We need to develop as humans and need to acquire a global community spirit, not striving for more than we can ever consume, being humble and helping people who need help, considering our actions in a global context and thinking of its impact on others. Seeing each other as a community that thrives or perishes together. Not only showing love for the people who are closest to us and being indifferent towards everybody else. On the internet we are connected globally. It is time to connect also in the hearts.
Sunday, 14 May 2023
Into the dawn
What I feel
Is that I feel
Somehow pathetic
But when I feel
That I feel
I could regret it
I know I feel
That I feel
Voracious
I could be
Insufferable
I let it
Be my status quo
My vice
My price
My pride
From my side
I am pleased
To see the light
In my darkest hour
I still write history
In my brightest moment
I change the world
I change my world
Find inner peace
Though my demons
Are well-fed
Hide in my bed
There’s no safety net
No storm without impact
I don’t know yet
Where it takes me
This road is quite heavy
Quite strenuous and vast
My future, my past
My present is here
What I feel
Is that I feel
I make it
When I feel
That I feel
I fake it
I try even harder
To renew it
I sew it
Undo it
I rather be crazy
Then lazy
And might I fear
The unknown
The new
The change
I confiscate my doubts
And walk hand in hand
With my confidence
I rather be crazy
Then being hazy
Though I need stability
I need tranquility
I need to feel safe
And composed
But need bustle
And variety
I rather be
My own hero
Not your saviour
A rebel
Faithful and true to myself
Enlightment
And above all excitement
About the little things
I spread my wings
And fly into the dawn
Saturday, 6 May 2023
Mysteries
Some things lie deep within
Too far away and out of reach
We might feel bad and exhausted
But still we can take a stand
Sometimes drowning
Words come out like mourning
In the silence of a morning
Sleeping too long
Barely knowing where to belong
Another day gone by
There is so much deep within
The miracles we hold
Or so I was told
Inner richness
No surrender
I grasp my best secrets
And hold them tight
Through the night
And into the light
Been too desperate
When it was time to shine
And had my best moments
When no one expected
Incarnation
Reinvention
There is magic in the worst moments
There is a tomorrow in every sorrow
No lost fight
A future bright
But full of heavy stones
Pain and suffering
Just part of life
We know where we belong
We fancy to be perfect
But break like bones
There is a calm after each storm
There is home
I cannot stand the silence for too
long
And then words come pouring down like
rain
They could drive you mad or just
insane
They come for you in your notorious
day dreams
There is a large spider you have to
feed
There are days that make you bleed
Make you feel incomplete
Make you tremble and forget
What you most regret
I neglect
But protect
My memories
Nothing matters more
Than being true to yourself
Come what may
Each and every day