Gedichte über Trauer, Schmerz, Gefühle, Glück, Sensucht..., Juliet Ricston [i read a book txt] 📗

In memory of Jürgen Jerke!

Wir trafen uns Sommer ´98
und
lernten uns lieben!
Ich lernte es mich für Dich zu verbiegen.
1999
da wurden wir das erste Mal getrennt,
doch,
meine Liebe hat nicht gepennt!
Sommer 2002
da sahen und liebten wir uns wieder!
Und hörten gemeinsam
Countrylieder!
Johnny Hill, Truck Stop
und dann
wieder ein langer Boxenstop!
Er sollte
nicht für immer sein, doch
Du liest mich allein!
Am 27.Februar 2006
…warum!?

I like…!

I like it,
when you snuggle up to me!
I like it
to pass one’s hand over your body!
I like it
to feel you close to me!
I like it,
when you feel I’m sad!
I like it
that you are here with me!
I like
to snuggle with you!
I like
to feel your breath on my skin!
I like it,
when you bite in my chain!
I like it,
when you feel I need somebody!
But I will not like,
when you pass away from me!

Leave-taking!

At January, 12th in 2003
I heard the bad news!
I still wanted to take leave of you
now I should see you no more!
Forgive me that I & the other millions of fans haven’t been there!
I’ll never forgive myself!
What should we do without you now, Maurice?
I still wanted to take leave of you
but so I’ve to live with the pain inside of me
you are here no more!
How could you go from us, Maurice?
Now I should see you no more
but I will never forget you
‘cause you’re stay in my heart forever, Maurice!

You are made off

You are made off
without to look back!
You are made off
and it took my breath away!
You are made off
although I don’t know what I should do without you, Maurice!
You are made off
and I cry lot of tears
…even now more than 3years later!
You are made off
without to think in what you do to me!
You are made off
and a little heart full of paint looks for you, Maurice!
You are made off
but I know
you don’t wanted to make off, Maurice!

Memories

I look at your pictures
and see your smiling!
I listen to “Closer than close”
and start to cry!
I go to church every 12th of the month
and talk to you!
I hear you smilin’, your voice
…but you are here no more!
You are gone
and everything I still have
are those memories of you, Maurice Ernest Gibb!

You are made off!

You are made off
and there’s so much pain!
You are made off
and I don’t understand why!
You are made off
and a million tears will cry!
You are made off
and I couldn’t ask why!
You are made off
and a million hearts break!
You are made off
and I still don’t want to believe it’s true!
You are made off
and nothing is more the same!
You are made off
at January, 12th in 2003!
You are made off
but I know you didn’t want to make off!

When I look at Wayne I see you!

When I look at Wayne I see you!
And when he’s smilin’ I hear you cryin’!
You whisper in my ear…
I’ve still not lost you
you are still so close to me!
When I touch him I feel you!
And his after-shave smells like yours!
I often believe…
your heart is beatin’ next mine
as if you’d still be here!
I’m so sorry for my love to you, Maurice!

Maurice…!

Maurice…
wait for me yet!
Maurice…
please still don’t go!
Maurice…
why do I understand first now…
maybe too late!?
Maurice…
I still cannot live without you!

Meaning of longing!

I feel tears runnin’ over my face,
when I look at your picture!
I’m sad,
‘cause you’re not here!
I cannot sleep,
‘cause you deprive me of my sleep!
I cannot keep a clear head
‘cause you deprive me of my understandin’!
I cannot smile
‘cause of the tears!
I feel the tears running over my face
‘cause I long for you!

Tell him...

Tell him...
I’m well and feel good, please!
Tell him...
I’m happy and all is well, please!
Tell him...
I never felt better, please!
Tell him...
a lie, please!

But tell him never...
I’m sad and feel terrible, please!
But tell him never...
I miss him badly, please!
But tell him never...
I love him much more, please!

Because I’m afraid...
he laughs at me and it doesn’t matter much to him!

April, 16th 2006

Palladium Theatre, London
April, 16th 06:
Damn...
I did want to see you again!
I was...
already nervous months before!
I did only want to be with you again!
Damn...
I did pleasant for you so much!
But...
I wasn’t there...no London.
Damn...
how could it be?

Memories

The sound of your voice.
Your smiling.
The look into your eyes.
Your scent.
The signature of you.
All those are memories of mine
to you.
Memories forever
in my heart!

Lucky??

Every day...
a perfect smile.
Doesn’t matter how you feel!
Every time...
a perfect show.
Doesn’t matter how you feel!
You are so lucky.
But
you cry tears
in your lonely heart
thinkin’.
If there’s nothing
missin’ in your life...!
Why
do these tears come at night,
New Zealand guy?

Text: Juliet Ricston
Publication Date: 02-22-2009

All Rights Reserved

Dedication:
for Jürgen Jerke (February, 27th 2006) for Maurice Ernest Gibb (January, 12th 2003) for my tomcat BlackJack for the love of my life D. S.