CommunicationMy heart race,I can hear it pump,you're witty andyou dance with words.Mine,just fall out in a pilelike I hid them in the closetand you just happenedto open the door.You're a master worderand I'm a mere beginner,you tickle,play and sing the words.I just say what's on my mindand wait for your reply.
Family affairsYou sit there, smiling, talking to each other,I sit there, quiet, eatingand once in a whileresponding to your questions all really polite.You ask if I want to join in on family dinnersor baptism of the newborn,I just answer; "I will think about it",but all I want to say is; "I am not in this family".I was a stranger saying hello every fortnightfor two days which I spent hiding upstairsreading bookswhile you were a familyaround the prime time TV - downstairs.I travelled many roads in your warm car,sitting between strangers,sleeping on floors with dogswhile you all slept in comfy beds.Now, you expect us all to be a happy familywith family photos, family memoriesand family reunions,but how could that be true;when I don't even belong,when I am not in your family?
Fly perspectiveI had flown all day and hadn't found anything,not a single white flower,did I oversleep summer or what,truly I think it's autumn now,because yellow and red can be foundbut not a single white;except this: I call her perfect.
.without title.Hurry,the wind is lurking around,the cold is creeping in,the beggars is coming closer,this night has just begun,hurry.
I'm comingI just drift, fast - slow,always towards the same goal.There you all are,together - joyful - colourful.I am on my way,soon home - soon there.With love,xxx
On a limbSitting, all alone in the cold,waiting, for the other halfto come home to the nestso, they can change assignments;being hunter and hunted.Sitting on a limb,watching, the world from up high,making sure no thievesor murderers swing by,in case of danger a sacrificewill take place in the blood red sky.
CrownShe's dancing with a crownmade of flowersno one have never seenbefore.
Wish upon a falling starThe star hung there in the window,waiting, biding her time,knowing that the long lost loverwould returnto the young woman cryingin the shelter of the dark,while over played recordscracked one after another underendless repeat.But the star was confident in the lovethat joined the two lovers together,no matter how far or how longthey might have parted.The years came and the years went,seasons changed,and the woman old with sorrowsoon fell into the angel's arms,but the star remainedtill the day she fellfrom her mighty hopeof a lovers' reunionand became just anotherstar in the skyto make a joyful wish upon.
FriendshipEven if we sometimes don't talk for weeksyou know I miss you,even if I missed your last birthdayyou know I always be there for you,even if I scream mean words,I always beg you for forgiveness,even if love sometimes comes in between,I always come back to you,true friendship never dies.