Moonlight, moonlight, shining bright
over my lover in the night,
and his pearly eyes filled with tears;
The destined parting raises fears.
It's the glowing of the fire,
which induces us to desire
turning into a single rose
and defy all our fiendish foes.
Moonlight, moonlight, shining bright,
over my lover in the night,
and the war fury spreading round;
Infernal flames hither are bound.
the warm embrace
subliminal sensation
his hands touching me
and I die in jelly
our eyes meet
the soft gentle skin
warms the sea and the sun
our souls meet in Heaven; it's done
Dark cumulus clouds rush in the horizon
Thunderous Thor flashes eminating poison
Filled with wrath spreading above,
No place to hide for a shivering dove.
Oh, Thor, in front of thee I'm kneeling
spare my love, my joyous feeling.
It's beauty I see all around
a brook gurgling into a pond,
colourful flowers and bees buzzying.
After my dove, through bushes I'm running.
Oh, Sun, thou eminator of life burn in fire
so our love will never expire.
WHAT CAN I DO, RUN AFTER THE SHADOWS?
What can I do, run after the shadows?
I struggle to pass tthrough the crowd
and I see those eyes, eyes of the foes,
warm blue eyes, but there is doubt.
They are swarming, crawling, scheming,
those things that lure you into the trap,
you start evading, lying, then resigning
saying that's just the world on God's map.
You run and want and take but then
all that we would most of all own,
out of our reach is and hidden
though we yearn to call it our own.
Then they tell me just wish for it
just obey, perform and do well,
Ye shall find worldly goods by it;
But there was no light - I can tell.
Hoping, wishing, wanting, mere shadows
pursued to get through the numb crowd.
THE DISTANT LIGHTS LURKING ME INTO A DREAM
The distant lights lurking me into a dream,
It's beauty I sea
Charms, bliss, happiness,
Glamour and plnatifulness
Smiles buzzying around
money flowing
Lights white and yellow
shimmering and glistening.
The warm feeling overcomes entering it.
Overwhelming power of yearning for happiness;
The things you want the things you have,
Your lucky star at its peak.
The things remain just things
not able to fill your soul, life, emotions.
Empty smiles and void gaze,
your vivid eagerness meets.
You need hope.
But what is it to hope for?
And you run and run
seeking fulfilment,
each time getting higher and higher
just for a moment of true spell
for a peace of your mind.
Through the square opening
the world lies
all those green branches
with blossoms white.
Through the square opening
the life lies
all those bee-buzzes
around fruits fly.
Through the square opening
the heart beats
the giggling youngsters
in tawny leaves role.
Through the square opening
stillness lies
the snow-hued tree
all tranquil reposes.
