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Healing Game



Aching backbone
Aching throat
On by foot
On the road

Can't dismiss
The pride the fame
Leave well alone
All the same

Do distinguish
Wrong from right
Know when to stop
Prepare to fight

Heal yourself
Heal the flame
Holy war
Healing game

Back to the future
Back to life
Let's get together
Let's survive


Point of no Return




I'm on the point
Of no return
Hope I can win
Hope I can earn

The sight is bad
The weather rough
The tank goes blank
No route's enough

The passengers around and back
Panic, transmitting pressure
No flight of harmony at all
No peace, no time, no pleasure

Responsibility spoils my nerves
Like a hotshot, well, like crazy
And the mechanics, out of control
Are working awfully lazy

Lots of lights around me blinking
Some good, some okay, some not
Various perspectives of no way
Without a final plot

Gigantic water down under
May kill or as well may save
May be smooth and mercy to survive
May be hard and cold like a grave

The airplane simply doesn't count anymore
The paramount importance is salvation
Hope, please give me power
Against that dark invasion

Wings of destination are chippy
Wirings are inauspiciously blasting
Pain and fears of inexperience
Seem like everlasting

I'm on a way
No idea whereto or how
But still alive and breathing
Up I believe in now


Blackbird



I used to be me
But now I'm you
The way you are me
That's what I see

I hate to be me now
The way I became
Even I do more
Well it's a shame

I'm lost and found
Isn't it funny at all
Can only be bigger
That small, that small

Will I fly again
Or will I at all
Can there be stopped
A dragonball

I rise like Phoenix
From the dirt
With broken wings
Hurt, so hurt

My happiness is gone
Nevertheless I go
No sex appeal
No sex, or such so

Not feeling handsome
Or beauty, no shit
Only a sort of queerness
Only a bit of a bit

I hear you, but can't feel you
I see you, but I'm blind
Even being me now I fear you
Even though you are kind

I'm glad you are there
I'm glad you exist
But still I feel the pain
Still I feel your fist

I play my song
As blues goes by
I'm straying, hardly longing
No woman, no cry

Raindrops
Keep falling on my head
But I'm alive
Even though I'm dead

I'm mystery
I'm sort of no fit
I'm sort of nothing
Not alone, but quit

My smile is hidden
In emptiness
But I swear I loved you
I do confess

My face is serious
My voice is down
Can scarcely bear it
But I tote my crown

Keep being me further
I find myself a new
I hate me now
A lot and a few

Gonna be
Someone else
Gonna be
New wedding bells

Give me back
Only my love
Give me back
Some stars above

Give me back
The sun to feel
Give me back
What counts, is real

Give me back
What God desires
Give me back
What love acquires

Give me future
And history
Give me hope
For feeling free

I'm that blackbird
In the night
Flying poky
Into the light


Dead End



What could it be
That would make me laugh again
What kind of littleness
What unknown, what plan

What will make complete
This sweet, oh, bitter pains
My life, my ambitions
My blood in my veins

Don't know where to go
Or why I should cry
Love came to stay here
But why does it hurt, why

No further connection
No message, no more
Am I really able
To get out of this war

Love not war
But what's it about
Continues mysterious
No illusions, no doubt

Couldn't it be easy
Shouldn't it be mine
Still no idea
Time after time

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Publication Date: 08-29-2010

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