Die Gedanken sind frei engl. translationDie Gedanken sind frei engl. translation3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The thoughts are free
Thoughts are free, who can guess them?
They flee by like nocturnal shadows.
No man can know them, no hunter can shoot them
with powder and lead: Thoughts are free!
I think what I want, and what delights me,
still always reticent, and as it is suitable.
My wish and desire, no one can deny me
and so it will always be: Thoughts are free!
And if I am thrown into the darkest dungeon,
all this would be futile work,
because my thoughts tear all gates
and walls apart: Thoughts are free!
So I will renounce my sorrows forever,
and never again will torture myself with whimsies.
In one's heart, one can always laugh and joke
and think at the same time: Thoughts are free!
I love wine, and my girl even more,
Only her I like best of all.
I'm not alone with my glass of wine,
my girl is with me: Thoughts are free!
German History Deutsche GeschichteGerman History Deutsche Geschichte2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Die Geschichte der Deutschen - The history of the Germans
5000-4000 BC: Coming from the Caucasus mountains or South Russia, the Indogermanics conquer Europe. Later on they will split up in different tribes: Germanics, Celts, Slavs, Romanics, Greeks, Illyrians, Thracians, Baltics and some more in the middle east. The so called Aryans (old indogermanic for "noble") are also an indogermanic tribe and they conquered the middle east and most of India.
2000 BC: Germanics, Slavs and Celts have still a rather similar culture, they have nearly the same gods, languages and symbols. But soon they will develope own cultures.
1000 BC: The Germanics are now an own folk, they live in South Scandinavia and North Germany. Greek and Roman writers will form the word "Germanen", which was actually the name of a rather small tribe. Ger = spear, Mann = man, the Men with spears.
They have a natural religion and believe in Gods like Odin, Thor, Freia, Baldur, Loki and in mythologic
Naufrage Elle sombraNaufrage2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
De mon coeur
Rose sans couleur
Gravity ClaimA wound to walk throughGravity Claim3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Either side of me
All that I leave behind
Discretion in motion
To predict the outcome of survival
A state of certainty
A primal instinct
I come closer yet
With a softened stare
That shall remain nameless
To shut out the world
To ease down
A passive glance
And into me
As all structures are repaired
I choose to stay here
As one outlines the other ..
Delicately deformedAll deformities consist of illusionsDelicately deformed3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As the veil slips away
All pales in constraint
And now ..
The disposable birth of reason
A view in terms of perception
A pause worthy of stagnation
A sigh of release
Determines the confrontation of perseverance
Chemical InstrumentsChemical Instruments2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Chemical Instruments,
Lined in a row.
Sharp and severe,
Tied with a bow.
As I work,
The maddening pace,
I sit there and smirk,
Blood dripping from my face.
The creature was finished.
My work was done.
I was committed
I packed my Chemical Instruments.
Although it didn't stop there.
The horror followed me,
With madness, I pulled at my hair.
It murdered and pillaged.
I cringed at the sight.
What had I created
That dreary black night?
La pirateLa pirate1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
A la la proue
D'un vaisseau sauvage,
Le cœur sonnant à l'unisson des vagues,
Je vis de feu, de mer et de cent abordages
Sans jamais jeter un regard en arrière.
A l'amer d'un sillage,
Mon sang se perd au détour des naufrages,
Que mon âme fière, libre de toute entrave,
Sème et pille sans ombres d'embarras.
Se brise, enrage,
Et résonne du long fracas des armes.
Mes os en tremblent. Est-ce l’orage ?
Où le silence après le drame...
Souffle dans mes voiles
Et m'emporte chevauchant les vagues,
Libre amante - hurlement - fougueuse pirate,
Vers cet horizon fou qui toujours s'éloigne,
Vers cet horizon doux avalant mon âme
Will I ever see you again?I'm wandering through the darkWill I ever see you again?1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and obscure forest of my painful thoughts,
wondering if I'll ever see you again.
I'm deaf 'cause I cannot hear your voice,
I'm blind 'cause I cannot see your face,
I'm breathless 'cause I cannot smell your scent.
Let me hear your holy music again,
let me see your angelic face again,
let me smell your saving scent again.
I'm waiting here for you,
with my head full of thoughts,
with my eyes full of hope,
and with my heart full of you.
ProdaneA silent look of recognitionProdane3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As all that is left
Remains to be seen
As silence forms denial
Will you remember to forget me
As I pass on through to the otherside
Faces inward to escape itself
To push through to another
No longer relevant
As I dissolve myself
To become only you.
CorrelationNow that summerCorrelation3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
has come, probably
I won't see you
I remember the
first time I saw
you in a crowded room.
You were and still are
one in a million.
You seriously were
The reason for
I remember even
the first time you
said my name!
Your holy lips
blessed my name.
And the last time I saw
you, the last time you said
my name, the last time I saw
the sun and I breathed your scent,
you filled my heart again!
But now that I have
your esteem, now that
you made me feel proud
of myself and now
that you know I exist,
probably I won't be able
to see you again.
Now I long to see
your pretty face,
I long to see your
smile, to hear your
to hear your laughts.
Now I simply,
long for you!
My light, my guide,
my heart, I
won't ever forget you!
FateThe sky leaked into the room, carried by doves splitting into triangles cut by the rays of the golden Sun, as I was listening to the sound of the rolling waves in the caves underneath. Climbing roses filled the heavy air of my abode with a light pink scent, while I reminisced the feeling of my hair flowing to my shoulders as I was pirouetting, the strings of the puppeteer tugging at my pale limbs tinted by the hues filtered through the stained glass windows.Fate5 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I took the bow and played on the strings on my chest, slow notes that are like brass rivers that run along my spine. My red skirt hid yet unborn worlds in the darkness of its folds, while the mechanical Zodiac wheel turned around the complex built of white stone, waking the nuns at dawn with the rumble of pinions.
Somewhere far beneath, an oak door engraved with images of Hell sealed in a boy with horns. The fire clung to the hearts of candles and the logs in the fireplace, illuminating his pale face that was still unst
Sleepless.A fallen .Sleepless.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hear you
The soundless dawn
A fragile form of serenity
In (e)motion .
I come home to you
A difference between the dream and the reality .?
To afraid to touch, to break
Just something to hold
As push comes to closer
And closer turns to push
A delay of 14 seconds
As I would spend lifetimes with you
To dissolve myself
And scatter my ashes
Just a feeling..of...not wanting to wake, as thats when the nightmare begins
As im blind only to feeling
One touch from you
Would take me away from myself
DreamHer name was Dream! Well, to be honest that wasn't her real name: Blue used to call her this way because she was like a Dream. Blue never met such an amzing, intelligent, talented and deep person! Too good to be true...a Dream. But Dream was real!! Dream was one of the greatest poetess of our times. She was a sort of source of inspiration! She was sweet, she was polite...she was a beautiful human being. I'm sure her smile was a sort of shining sun, warm and beautiful! Her face was the representation of sweetness, and her soul was, how to say, the reflection of humanity! Dream was suffering, but despite the suffering, she always comforted the others! Dream was an extraordinary girl! Dream is a living dream!Dream1 month ago in Emotional More Like This
Dream is a great artist! Dream is an extraordinary girl! Dream is a living beautiful dream! Dream is all the good in this world!!!
DeathIf death is the only sure thingDeath2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Then what is life but death's
It's a waiting period
For our better
Yet you cling to this short passage,
And refuse to understand.
Death has long been portrayed
The worst of horrors we must try
How is it you miss the beauty
Of when it all comes
To a close?
Surely you know there's a night
To each day.
How can you deny yourself
The comfort of coming home?
Death is not cold, nor distant,
As it waits
To welcome you into its arms.
The gentleness of embrace
To the fear of your mortal hearts.
For Death knows,
As I know,
What is feared is not itself,
And once that has passed,
All move on
To see the truth its loving hand
Is happy to give:
In life we die;
In death we learn to live.
Silent screamsCrossing the threshold of this multiform planet.Silent screams6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
What I see?
What I see between the dust and fog?
shapes that you draw in darkness,
faces that you carve into the air..
Am I perhaps to hell?
Continuing my journey...
Between arid scrubs and old trees find my bed.
Screams wildly wind.
And behold the old leaves that perform
In a real dance of death.
I rest house waiting for someone to save me
From this immense, eternal solitude.
Let me walk barefoot among the maze of your mind
and absorb the deep heat.
Fall to pieces sooner or later this fears,
that I have painted him..
on my gestures.. on my hands..
Everything I have is my soul that will be able to rebound me..
Scratching each resistance.
HappinessFuck fuck fuckHappiness1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Fuck fuck fuck
Fuck fuck fuck
Fuck fuck fuck
Fuck fuck fuck
Fuck fuck fuck
Fuck fuck fuck
Fuck fuck fuck
Fuck fuck fuck
DreamBefore the last words fade away, I spend a night at the interim of silence and writing. The minimal conceptions inside pearls change into the winding roads of spreading letters, for usually I tend to wear a shield of matter over the tiring maps of abysses that reason sews together.Dream4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Before the winds finally lay me to rest, I breathe a cloud upon the mirror. Speaking resonates soothingly in my bones, but words on paper look up at me intently. The creatures know where to lead me, a hand in paw, and they beg me to equip myself. But I have merely flowed here from under the door, a naked heart turned to silver in the flames.
Before the flesh leaves the fireflies of my mind by the riverside and the last memory of pine-trees fades into the night, I try to feel things in the dark. Before the evanescence of purple disperses in the water, I hold them down with a word.
Behind the tall white curtains like an upside-down lily, lies the thousand-walled seed from which the garrisons grow. T
IncompleteI need to...Incomplete4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'd like to say that....
I just want tell...
Sometimes I feel...
Usually I am....
I want to be.....
My DefectionSeparate in severanceMy Defection3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A scar to blame
In the deflective avoidance
Despite the arrangement
The silence in motion
I don't belong here
Says one to the other
The confusion due to the arrival
The delicate definition
Cracks and pulls back
Deformed to my perception
Possibly with the intention to .
SpellI sing orange, blazing petals onto my hairSpell2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Looking at the scintillating white flowers in front of my blinded eyes
Calling the white horses draped in blue lace through the gate in my heart
Opening the door made of iron, to let out the burning embers.
I catch letters and scatter them upon the endless plains of white.
I breathe in and out some of the swirling air and turn it around.
I untie the red laces of my heart to let the excess blood flow out
To release the tears imprisoned within me.
I clear my eyes with snowflakes melted between my fingers
I keep them heavy by singing dark stones
I light my inner eyes with the fire from my hands.
Lost within the great weightlessness
My heart lets in the flow of the world
Spirit washed by the tides of daylight.
I cast again the anchor with twelve signs
Dragging down the Moon and the Sun into my depths
Through the black snake of flowing infinity.
The darkness turns the Moon into a scythe of silver
It paints the shape of the three-headed dog
OvercomeA democratic form of phobiaOvercome3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To gather clarity
Within the synthetic remembrance
Im without you
The complexities of a layer stain
The passive nature of existence
To inhale defiance
To the vast expansion
The sky as my gesture
The impact regains reason
An offering to gravity
Some spoken calm
Never asks when ?
Concrete NightsConcrete Nights4 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
How unfair is the world that claimed her body? She's lost deep in the flesh of the night, like a bleeding heart inside a hollow point bullet inside the body the sun left behind.
She drowned in the arms of darkness and grew shimmering gills just to keep breathing. She became blind to the light of day, learned to survive on the blur and quiver of streetlights and headlights from behind wet mascara eyelashes.
That hard pavement throws the world back onto itself in bruises of water; time drags itself between the cracks with the sound of rubber against gravel and electric windows going down.
Strange voices in smoke filled cars spill like whirls of tar into the cold air. Lost eyes, angry eyes and her eyes; her body a wound hidden behind a strained smile. White teeth, white nights, white sheets, white lies.
Sweat and variations on water, warmth of meat and muscle, limbs turned in fake embraces soaked in pain and muffled grunts, broken whispers and screams scattered by rough hands, dren
Letter to your smileYour smile is my sun during the day, my moon when the night comes and my North Star when I'm lost.Letter to your smile6 months ago in Emotional More Like This
When I'm next to you, I have no fear, I am happy and my heart beats again. Yes, I say again, because my heart was waiting, in a painful death, for someone like you. You make me feel alive as never before. You don't know that I love you, and you probably don't love me. But I would die for you and your smile, because I would die for you, who are my life.