(Let me strive,
Am I nuts
For I call myself talented?
Even though I AM NOT able to paint a painter's best painting,
Even though I AM NOT able to rhyme the best rhyme ever heard!
NOT in this damn world!
This poem shall not end: I WANT TO WRITE a little more,
BUT my mind doesn't want me to!
So I leave and let it go.
(On today's day...)
I'm a big fan of fellow HitRECorder AeB's texts! They are great and touching! Wonderful words and wonderful verses. Very inspiring!
So, I got inspired ;)(The lines in Italic are from AeB's amazing poem "We'll Let the Waves Take Us".)
– A homage to the poetry of AeB
"Lover, sink down with me into the depths of this dark blue sea",she murmured. Sadie smelled his eau de cologne. He was half asleep. His hand touched hers. He was in love with her. "Sure, we might grow cold as the ocean devours us whole", she stated smirking to...
I was born with two arms,Two legsAnd a brain.I was a pupil,I was a student,I was another,I was a lover.I sometimes watch the midnight trainAnd cannot but sayThat I'm going insaneBy wishing to know just everything,By dreamingof your soft, warm skin!Let me liveAnd let me die,Let me dive into your sea,Let me think of sinking water– PAY ME!I need the money, little honey!I beg you, please!I beg you, squeeze me!I beg you, you beggar!Beggar, I beg!
My life, my life, my life:I live in a dream – Sweaty and grey. Just find me in the waterway! Take a male authority with you, He is a reliable man – for sure. Believe an important lady who once told the truth, She is a nice, nice girl – for sure. Believe in yourself! You still exist, You can't say this about many people. There are armpits, There is blood, There may be tears And a lot of dishonesty and hypocrisy in this created valley. Rescue yourself By not sleeping anymoreAnd don't believe any person who benefits from you Without...
There are thousands of words,Thousands of ways To say, To express yourself. But in fact is this important? Is the hand which caught the wolf The hand you'll kiss tonight? Is the hand that gives you up The metaphor of your hardest fight? You think the same way as your father did, You think and think about your family. But there is the gathering between us, The shed of millions of lights. I'm a homosexual hero, I'm a heterosexual wife. Is there a meaning within your heart? Do you really want to express it? You shouldn...
Belshazzar dreamed of a clear soul.I'm sure Judas Iscariot dreamed so, too, But none of them acted so nice That he would have deserved a life without sin. Read the paper, boy, Read the paperback! You're not a white sheet, More or less we're devil's feet! Do you trust the one you love? Please, don't believe her bloody lips, Don't believe her body's heat, She's lying to you night and day! - A feeling to sway. This feeling is stray!
Down here, down there.The Eastern and the Western World.Every generation has its place.Every generation has its heroes.Every generation has its grace.Every generation has its foes.