entreiße mich vom Zerrissen seinbeiße auf meine blutigen Lippenwährend ich leise die Papiere zerreiße.für eine scharfe Zunge, schärfer als Papierreiße ich mir die Lippen auf dennwir reißen uns drum reisen zu dürfen,zerreißen uns um Aufenthalt als Gästezerreißen uns um Duldung als Verbrecherzerreißen uns um deutsche […]
When you wentYou started a new lifeBut took mine with you When you wentI thought you’d make me wiseBut I lost my heart and mind There is a wall of steel in the jungle of my being. Interesting. Slowly. It builds itself to a pyramid of Blackness […]
The smallest size ever always fits me in clothes and shoes. The dilemma of getting the smallest piece in the market doesn’t go smoothly every time. My older sister took the perfect size and left me the smallest ever.In the kitchen, I choose the smallest […]
Tag 5 – Überbrücken Deine EmotionenUnd GedankenSind nicht wie die meinen. Deine Liebe zu mirIst nicht wie die meine zu dir Dein Denken und Schweigen Ist nicht wie das meine تمہاری دنیا سےمیری دنیا الگ ہی تمہاری خوابمیری خوابوں سے الگ ہی Doch verbindenunsere Emotionen, […]
Mein Herz Spring über die KlippeGeh hinein in die MitteDes Meeres Hab keine AngstVor der Tiefe Hab keine AngstVor der SchiefeDes Bootes Mein HerzVergiss sieDu warst für sieVerschlossenWie die BriefeSei nicht traurigÜber die VergangenheitLängst ist die Palme gestorbenEs gibt keine Datteln für morgen Alle HerzenZittertenUnd […]
The following text is a guest article by Srishtee Sethi from India A Partition occurred and we left our home.. __ Collected Memories &Left trunks and boxes behind Picked up the keysAnd left the locks on the latch Tied up some wheat bread together for […]
Day 11 – Reason to smile I don’t always smile In fact, my face is solemn most of the time I think it’s the way the lines around my mouth align So when people keep asking me what’s on my mind I just keep telling […]
Day 29 – Ocean in a Shell Here, during the last times Me, my blood, and my stubborn memory, with some of “me” waiting for homeless visions. A suffocating air is breaking through my chest and singing a tired poem.Here, nothing looks like me and […]
Day 8 – Spring Fling You Are My Spring FlingMy Get Me Up When I’m Down ThingYou Give Me Chills, When I Need ‘EmAnd Throw Me Thrills When I’m Bored I’m Your Sweetest Little High-LieYour Pay You Once And Get You Thrice GuyI Watch You […]
Waves wisdom Life will slap you to wake up, and the range will let you down to see the wayYou will fall into the paths of a dream because the falling will train you to be fit a dreamBecause you are a friend of imagination […]
