AloneJust a word,Just 5 letters.But it hurts,and it matters.Just three-syllabled,Just an adverb.But it can't be killed,and it still hurts.
Romantic LiteratureImmer wenn ich dich erblicke,muss ich weinen.Denn ich weiß dass der Himmel dich schickte,um als Sonne zu scheinen.Meine unendliche Liebe,gestehe ich dir immer wieder.Ich denke mir etwas, hundert Liebeslieder,oder tausend Hiebe.Aber nur wenn ich an dich denke,freu' ich mich wie nie.Und ich meine Stimme senke,denke ich an sie.(c) 08/25/2005 by Martin Rehberger
Romantic nr2Wenn ich denk' an dich,und das tu' ich gerne.Denk ich oft an mich,und spür' deine Wärme.Dein Lächeln,das die Welt erhellt.Dein Schwächeln,da auch dir manches schwer fällt.Wenn ich denk' an dich,und das tu' ich gerne.Fällt ein Licht auf mich,und ich seh' die Sterne.(c) 08/29/2005 by Martin Rehberger
Who am I?When I see the otherswalking hand in handThey with their partnersFeels just like a brandWho am I?Why can't I love?What should I try?Where is my treasure trove?Anywhere I goThey are present, tooAnd when I think soThe real pain comes trueIs it my age?My face, my skin?Am I not sage?Or just my true grin?I'm no alcoholicAnd don't take drugsHave no illness that's chronicBut just like hugs
home is where your heart isI am now a homeless onestraying through the streetseven though rain fell in sheetsI did not begin to runYou stole my heartand will never give it backwith talking such yackety-yackYou act a parthome is where your heart isand it is You I missin every sleepless night
Haiku No1englisha frog heating upjumping for a fly he fallsthe water catch's himchinese (signs)一个蛤取暖沱为蝇然后掉落水接着这一chinese (pinyin)Yīgè há qǔnuǎnTuó wèi yíng ránhòu diàoluòShuǐ jiēzhe zhèyī
Germany?Adolfmy Fathereating a Schnitzelpass him the Sauerkrautawesome
Buddhismknowing that living is painhuman and animal are worth samesuffering is caused by cravingsteeling peoples properties is ravingbut if you shut the causealso your misconduct will pauseall your suffering will stopif truth comes out on topheedlessness you must avoidI don't mind your criticismbut for me that is buddhism
scheinscheinkaum erkennbarzieht er schleierwas können wir tunnichtsdestotrotz
devilshe is the devil in my lifeher heart is as cold as iceher doing is without a qualmmeanwhile she just stays calmspreading her armsshe brings chaos to the worldshe spins the yarnsand her mind didn't grow oldreigning as queen of destructionher main weapon is seductionher face is bright, it is smilingbut deep inside you make us rilingoh my buddhawill ever someone deliver us?stop her causing sufferingshow us her true face full of pus
my lifeLiving my life in a cageAll alone, no one by my sideIs this my wage?Or do I have to bide?Humans are rarely seenvery close to meMaybe 'cause I'm a teenI like this dream of 'we'They told me frequentlysomeone definitive'll comeI just smiled pudentlyAnd just remained glum
11-word-poemlovesicknessnot realizedrapidly growing biggergrubbing you from insidepain
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