Love falls in for Hate, Chance is gambling with her Fate. War’s then tearing into Peace; The dices – never cease. Good embraces Evil lost; Or what say you, Father Frost? Joy undone by gnawing Sorrow; Man the watch!, for demons follow. Morrow’s Day improves the...
„So, shall we meet again tonight?“ „It’d be my pleasure, and my pride.“ „Would it be already now…“ „It shall be my solemn vow!“ Time is cruel beyond hope…“ „Fickle, brilliant caleidoscope!“ „My heart is trying to escape“ „To win another’s humble shape.“...
Creaks and groans Scare my old bones. Shatters and clatters, And nothing else matters. Trickling blackness beams Or so it seems; What eerie bleak noises From dead old machinery Of winter’s sad choices In dripping crimson scenery. Deep down secret cellars The past will...
So let‘s talk about feelings. They arise spontaneosusly, without any effort as it seems, and we are so used to them. To like or to reject someone or something, to be the victim or the attacker, to fall in love or to hate. We all know them, they come very easily to us,...
When trees burst into dreadful life Alongside their eternal strive; When newborn colours naughtily explode And branches ache under their load; When laughing birds reclaim their quarters, Sparkling in the midst of falling waters, They greet their lazy kin which lie...
(N)Euer Senf – mittelscharf, wenn’s geht