P O E M S

The full moon shines over the invigorating sea,

Her silver-white beams float on the surface of the water.

How wonderful, beautiful and peaceful it is!

Whoever is born on this earth, oh how fortunate you are!

 

Then the gentle wave that washes on the shore

Whispers something, spurs my curiosity on.

The breeze takes my hand, I fly through the night

And follow the light of the stars over the moon-glade.

 

On the other side of the water there's no trace of silence -

Tears of sorrow and pain soak the land.

Man is so proud of the power of the mind

That the guidance of the kind heart is lost forever.

 

The wave that whispered its sorrow has become perturbed

The evening breeze has turned stormy, manifesting its pain.

The stars no longer shine, they glimmer as they watch,

Whilst the moon has been slowly drifting and turns away from the earth -She doesn't let us see that she's crying.​​

I've been in the depths, I've been in the sky,

In the dark, and in the sunshine.

I've been up in the clouds,

Where I fell into infinity.​​

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I loved an I got love back -

I could trust myself.

Then the swamp dragged me back and

I fell to the ground, where doubted myself.

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I went to the desert, a big city,

Where nobody knew me.

Sometimes I asked, other times I gave -

I was looking for my own way.

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I haven't found it in anyone else -

Above or below, or in the world.

But now I have understood:

Peace is within me!

At the close of November’s grey domain,

A storm raged wild along the island’s frame.

It struck where the Medway’s waters stray,

And meet the sea in a cool estuary.

 

The wind, in fury, tore through the night,

Whipping waves in a fit of spite.

It galloped through narrow, cobbled lanes,

And clanged the ships’ brass bells in chains.

 

Yet one kept moving, true to its role—

The river, pressing toward its goal.

From mountain spring to rushing vein,

It carved its path through toil and strain.

 

Did it ever pause to glance behind?

To mourn the forests and hills left blind?

Even forward, the winding way is steep,

It knows the salt sea will claim it deep.

 

The North Sea waits like a mother kind,

The Thames a guide, with stars aligned.

Let storms come roaring—it does not flee,

Born of a drop, it holds the sea.

 

 

Ever since you've gone I've been wandering aimlessly, finding no meaning in spoken words.

The sound of music has faded away, the world is dark - the sunset is colourless and the flowers are faded.

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I know I was wrong and I shouldn't have done it, gave in to my weakness.

I paid for it, more than you can imagine.

And you went away - you who loved me, who truly believed in me.

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I still dream of you, your happy face appears to me. remember your tears, because of me, for me...

I long for you to come back and forgive me - to the one who was unfaithful and admits: I lost my way!

When I’m gone, I’ll still be here.​

I’ll be the little voice which whispers to your heart.

I’ll be the howling sound of the stormy autumn wind,

I’ll warm your lovely face in the sun's shining rays.

 

I’ll be the cloud that waters your garden.

I’ll be there, in the river, in every grain of sand.

I’ll hide myself in the bending branches of the old forest trees.

I’ll be a flower in your little bouquet, and a butterfly on a summer morning.

 

I’ll be the little bird that sings and flies away.

I’ll be there, in the fresh dew, in the early dawn of the day.

I’ll hide myself in the refreshing shower and the fresh breeze of the spring.

I’ll be the sparkle in the wondering eyes of the toddler.

 

You won’t be aware of it, but I’ll always be holding your hand,

And crying with you whenever your soul is wounded.

You’ll call out to me for hope in your sorrow, and for joy in your happiness.

I’ll be with you forever, even when I’m gone.

​They twist you around their finger -

it doesn't matter what you want, you live the life they want.

They hurt you and disappear, then reappear and smile with a doubtful explanation you believe it as you like.

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Days of love, then many lonely nights - it's a tortuous roller-coaster and you lose your mind.

They love you again, it seems, then hurt you and you're left to yourself - there are no tender words, only a cruel belittling of you - and saying you didn't see what you clearly saw, you didn't hear what was clear to you.

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They manipulate, deceive, put you down

and your reality, shattered, dissolves and fals into the precipice.

You know you should leave and perhaps you would but this addictive, compulsive, love pulls you back a thousand times - the vicious cycle grinds you down whilst life flies above you.

Please go on your way - not only daffodils bloom in the grove.

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There was only one thing I asked of you back then.

Be honest with me! You said you promised!

A person can sense a lie,

But believing was easier than facing what you were doing.

 

Countless times I knew you weren’t telling the truth,

Sometimes I argued, but most of the time I let it go.

With convincing arguments, you seemed innocent,

I even ended up blaming myself for doubting you.

 

We’ve reached the point where I no longer believe.

I’m leaving, because I still trust that honor exists!

I’ve realized—I’ll let myself be disappointed in you!

Better that than lose faith in my own dignity.

 

I love your smile -
I gently touch your face.
I immerse myself in the shining lakes of
your beautiful eyes and take a dip in the
refreshing stream of your voice.

I love your soul.

I find a thousand wonders in the things you do.
You look in awe at this beautiful world-
if only you knew that you are the most
beautiful flower in all of the worlds!

 

The sky is grey, and the raindrops are knocking on the glass.​

It looks sad, but no-they aren’t crying for us.

They wave goodbye; they have completed their tasks,

They cared for us, but it’s time for them to return to the skies.

 

They turn into clouds, floating high in the sky.

They sail on the breeze, and bask in the sunlight.

From skies above, they fall again.

But no-they aren’t crying for themselves either, they know their path, they're going back to heaven!