Poems / Rhymes / Poetry

What is Love?

What is love?
A force
A force from above
What love cando?
Love can see through
Through to your heart
Through to your soul
Canmake you feel sad
Can make you feel bad
Lifted you high
Up to the sky
Over the clouts
Near to the sun
Give’s you so much
Feelings intouch
Body and mind
Love’s unkind?


Maccabros


Die Leichtigkeit des Seins wird beeinflusst durch die Bürde des Vergangenen und das Joch des Zukünftigen...

So you speak to me of sadness
And the coming of the winter
Fear that is withinyou now
It seems to never end
And the dreams that have escaped you
And thehope that you’ve forgotten
You tell me that you need me now
You want to bemy friend

(John Denver)

Very old words, but they still count...

Die Leichtigkeit des Seins wird beeinflusst durch die Bürde des Vergangenen und das Joch des Zukünftigen...

The wind,
swiftly,
silently,
whispers.

Touch me, trust me
savour each sensation!
Let the dream begin,
let your darker side give in...

how about jack and jill???

What a distressing contrast there is between the radiant intelligence of the child and the feeble mentality of the average adult.
Sigmund Freud

Hell is for children

Hell is for children
The dark is for me
Horror andpain
No one can see
Temperature rising
Feelings away
I am so lonely
No one to stay
The eagle is flying
So wonderful high
I want it all
Iwant to fly
Higher and higher
Strait to the sun
No where to hide
No whereto run...



Maccabros

Die Leichtigkeit des Seins wird beeinflusst durch die Bürde des Vergangenen und das Joch des Zukünftigen...

Beat it!
Get yourself an egg
and eat it
Try to find something
and feed it
Try to eat
Try to beat
Try to live
Try to give
Try to love
Godabove
Heaven here
Hell to fear
In God we trust
Is it a must?
Tastethe wine
Make a rhyme
Take my hands
Story ends :)

Maccabros

Die Leichtigkeit des Seins wird beeinflusst durch die Bürde des Vergangenen und das Joch des Zukünftigen...

One of my favourit poems (in memory of "Bowling for Columbine")

Johnny brought agun to school,
He told his friends that it was cool.
And when he pulled thetrigger back,
It shot with a great crack.
Mommy;i Was a good gir, I did
What I was told.
I went to school,I got straight As
I even got the gold!
But Mommy when I went to school that day,
I never said goodbye,
I m sorryMommy ,I had to go
But Mommy please don t cry.
When Johnny shot the gun,
He hit me and another.
And all because Johnny,
got the gun fom his olderbrother.
Mommy, please tell Daddy;
That I love him very much
And pleasetell Chris;my boyfriend
That it wasn t just a crush
And tell my little sister;
That she is the only now,
And tell my dear sweet Grandmother;
I ll bewaiting for her now,
And tell my wonderful friends,
That they always were thebest,
Mommy,I m not the first,
I m no better than the rest
Mommy,tell myteachers;
I won t show up for class,
And never to forget this,
And pleasedon t let this pass.
Mommy why d it have to be me?
No one deserves this
Mommy,,warn the others,
Mommy ,I left without a kiss.
And Mommy,tell thedoctors;
I know they really did try,
I think I even saw a doctor,
Tryingnot to cry.
Mommy ,I m slowly dying,
With a bullet in my chest,
ButMommy,please remember,
Im in heaven with the rest.
Mommy,I ran as fast as Icould,
When I heared that crack,
Mommy ,listen to me if you would,
Im notcoming back.
I wanted to go to college,
I wanted to try things that were new,
I guess I m not going with Daddy;
On that trip to the new zoo.
I wanted toget married,
I wanted to have a kid,
I wanted to be an actress ,
Mommy Iwanted to live.
But Mommy,I must go now,
The time is getting late,
Mommytell my boyfriend,
I m sorry, but I had to cancel the date,
I love you Mommy, Ialways have,
I know,you know it s true,
And Mommy all I wanted to say is,
"Mommy, I love you"


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For the pain that caused my name,
I burn your picture in the same,
Gone with thesin.

Thanks for the inspiration @ ill nino & him *g*

Touch me, trust me
savour each sensation!
Let the dream begin,
let your darker side give in...

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth andheight
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being andideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun andcandle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, asthey turn from Praise.
I love thee with a passion put to use
In my old griefs,and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With mylost saints, --- I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! --- and,if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

What a distressing contrast there is between the radiant intelligence of the child and the feeble mentality of the average adult.
Sigmund Freud

You kiss sweet flavor,
I taste on my lips,
for a jiffy,
the remembrancebecomes blurred,
by the wind,
clasped in a firm embrace,
we’re standing,
in the nowhere.

The little girl is sleeping,
she is resting her weary head.
Her dreams are othersnightmares,
in which she ends up dead.
Others would wake up crying,
with thethoughts that pass through her head.
But she lay there silently sleeping,
sopeaceful in her bed.
She lives her life a failure,
with no-one there to care.
They didn't think she meant it,
so she cut deep to prove she dare.
She fellwith the loudest scream,
into her own puddle of blood.
Did they even hear her?,
she didn't think they would.
But the door swung wide open,
and her mum letout a cry.
It was only then they realized,
that she really did want to die.
They phoned for and ambulance,
and when the men arrived.
She begged andbegged and begged them,
'Please don't save my life.'
She heard them in thehospital,
saying 'There's nothing we can do.'
How does it feel now dad,
whenthey say these words to you?.
They rushed to the hospital bed,
with tears intheir eyes.
They held her hand so tightly,
as she slowly died.
She awoke inthe morning,
and only realized then.
That only in her dreams she died,
shecant wait for sleep time again.

Morning has broken
Cat Stevens has spoken
Where has the love gone?
Far, faraway...
And I am forced
forced here to stay
Of course,
somebody has
always to pay
Why me?
Try to live
Try to give
Try to be
Wait
You will see...

Maccabros

I'm not really sure what to call this one:

If I die before I wake,
I praynoone my soul to take.
Just stop beating me,
pummeling me,
killing me.
Just leave me alone.
Don't talk.
Don't touch.
Don't trust.
What ifyou're the one for me?
Then please don't dig too deep.
I don't want to lose you.
I don't want you to leave me.
Now I lay down to sleep,
I pray someone my soulto keep.
Who would want this shit soul?
I don't know, but someone might know.
Intoxicating, this depression.
What's wrong here?
There's never anyprogression.
The way to cope,
is not enough.
I want the cure.
It's notenough.
People die,
and so should I.

It's a little depressing andemo-ish, I know, but I wrote it at a depressing point in my life. So,.....yeah. I hopeyou liked it!

Revolution.

The necessary.
The real.
The change in our lives.
It'sthe catalyst.
It's the begining
It's the spark that ignites the youth.
Itbrings happiness.
It brings death.
It brings excitement and controversy.
Thenecessary.
The real.
The change in our lives.
Revolution.

Is itcrappy? It was an on-the-spot thing.

How am I supposed to tell you
This feeling I got it now
And hey, this isgetting.. wow
Just too strong to hide it from you!

Where is the wind,
where is the sun,
where is the rain,
sitting lonly in adesert,
full of laughter,
slowly becoming insame.

;)

I met you within my black soul
In my own darkness, quiet and deep
And I justwished to lose control
And let you come into my sleep.
In your dark eyes I saw mydreams
I saw my every secret fear
The other side of me it seems
It seemed asif I wasn´t here.
But though I was so far away-
Drifted apart, forever gone-
I didn´t care in any way
I turned around and we were one

Gone


I couldn´t take this anymore

this pressure on my mind

when I was lying on the floor

nobody was kind

no one was there toput me up

no shoulder to cry on

today I made all these things stop

today it´s true: ....... I´m gone

The pain dissolves my flesh,
tears in creeping through my body,
no will to cometo the outside.
Crashing in my mind,
all the reality's gone.
Rainbow of mine,
it is lying all the time.
No need to rhyme.
Message is supposed
to besent.