Poem – Where do I cry?

No dream was too big for me,
But they all failed,
As life took you away from me,

When I found out,
What do you think I did?
Nothing, I didn’t believe it,

Deaf to the news,
Blind to the work,
Can’t see good food,

Sinking in the darkness that surrounds me,
I started drinking,
What else can I do when I can’t cry out that I lost you?

The story, like every good one has a start,
And it starts back in the days,
When I first started to dream,

I mean when I first started to fear,
When I first started to see what will happen to you,
What will happen to me,

No one told me life would be so painful,
They all showed me how fun it could be,
But no one, no one told me what it really is,

And since I found out,
I didn’t let a sound out,
I just told you,

You, only you,
Yet did you hear?
No

No, no, no,
You never listened to me,
You loved yet hated me,

And yet you were everything I wanted to be,
You were my stability,
You were my ability, my ability to live,

You know, it hurts,
It is a pain,
When I call out your name in vain,

Dreams and visions are slowly going away from me,
Yet I still dream,
I still dream of you and me,

Why are you so happy?
And in my dream we still play,
Like back in the day,

And I hope,
When I wake up,
It’s not just a dream,

Yet when I wake up in the morning,
You are still not there,
And you are still not here,

My dreams saw first death and death,
They then changed, I didn’t see them anymore,
And then they become success,

Dreaming of success and reaching it,
Seeing your dreams become reality,
That’s all what I wanted for you and me,

Yet when we came close,
I managed to step in through the door,
While it hit you in the face,
And you were left for dead on the floor.

Poem – Grown Old

My skin started to grow old,
Eyes go blind,
Heart goes weak,

My feelings died out,
All that is left of me,
Is it my legacy?

Is it the memory of me?
The future in front of me?
Or is it the mind that lives in me?

As I heard that sound,
The world was brought down,
As my thoughts drifted to you,

I remembered then,
When reaching for your hand,
What the world meant to you and me,

My skin grew old,
As I thought about you,
I couldn’t feel old,
I couldn’t feel anything anymore,
Just knew that you weren’t there no more.

Poem – Ink

Each story is individual,
Each chapter is magical,
Yet the ink is not limitless.

What is a complete story?
A masterpiece?
Do you really wanna know?

Well then, let me tell you what I know

That kind of story is not in my heart,
It is not in my soul,
Not in my head,

The story you are looking for you will never find,
You shall never see,
Nor hear from me,

A story that found it’s way to you,
The masterpiece for you,
That story, the one you looking for…well it is so much more

It is the slow dance you do in your room,
The breath you take of your favorite perfume,
Oh and let’s not forget the fire that burns in you when you feel the love,

It is in the shadows of your past,
The rainbow of your future,
And the nature of the present,

Never let someone fool you,
The story you are looking for,
It is inside of you,

The glory of the victor,
The pain of failure,
And the fire burning inside, asking for more

It is the story in your head,
The story in YOUR HEART,
THE STORY OF YOUR SOUL,

ANd that story my dear friend I want to read again,
and again and again, until my story finds an end,
Until our stories write down the final chapter,

Until then my friend,
Let’s write it together,
Let’s make the masterpiece that never ends,
But let’s not leave it in the angels hands,
as we shall be the ones to read them up again and again until the end.

 

Poem – One Hundred Million Angles

One hundred million angels in white,
And one in a dark dark coat stand outside,
All in white sob, but the one in the coat just stands,

The Angles in white cry out loud your name,
Yet he remains still, not moving just staring down,
Staring on the ground,

He barely saw your face,
Couldn’t bear to look at you,
But he wondered, he wondered how do you do?

One hundred million angles in white singing,
The trumpets roar through the sky,
And he….he stands there, listening to the white angles crying,

There you go in front of everyone,
One hundred million angles or so look for the reason to blame,
As he still watches, with his head down in shame,

Voices screaming, voices crying,
But he doesn’t hear a sound,
Just stares down,

He can’t even take a water cup,
Can’t even stand on his own,
Even though he is in his own home,

And as they march,
He can’t hear the angels crying,
And he can’t see his heart slowly dying,

He just stood there,
Marching on and on,
Like a king looking for a throne,

And that angle couldn’t hear the trumpets,
He couldn’t hear the one hundred million angles singing,
Nor voices calling nor voices crying,

The Angle in Black,
He did forgive,
He did not forget,

As a thousand million white angles looked for a reason,
For the one they can accuse of treason,
The angel in black looked not for any reason,

He just looked, looked in the past,
Where life was beautiful,
The past that he wished to last,

And as they marched through the snowstorm,
The angle in black gathered his strength, he looked up to the sky,
Asking “why did my brother have to die?”

And with all his strength he looked up,
Through the snowstorm he saw a rainbow,
A rainbow in a snowstorm.

 

Poem – Timeless Blood

 

 

 

 

 

To whom must I bow,
The cattle in the back of me,
Or the king in front of me?

All the same,
With or without a name,
The wolfs have fangs,

Bleeding,
Is it fair?
Screaming, is it just?

No one can hear,
No one can see,
When the wolfs come for you and me,

And so I spoke,
I spoke against the ones that are hear,
They us, I saw their fear,

Cowards of the same blood,
Tricksters and pranksters of the court,
All of them came towards us,

I spoke, I spoke my words loud and clear,
From me, they felt fear,
But did they fear you?

Family bonds are just more than blood,
Brothers are more than that,
Yet when they came for me, guess who they did attack?

The swarms passed through me,
I did my best,
Protecting you was my first priority,

Hope is what remained of me,
And as I looked your eyes,
I could see my own story turn into a tragedy,

And the smile on your dead face,
With the eyes piercing through me,
Oh dear brother, why couldn’t you hear me,

Dear brother, open eyes but you couldn’t see me,
Open mouth, smiling, yet not talking to me,
Why won’t you come back to me?

And so I spoke,
I spoke for me,
But in the end, it took away my right and my left hand,

Now I can clearly see,
Yet I can’t see you,
Now I can clearly hear,
But I can’t hear you,
Now my words have a message,
But it will never get to you,
Yet when I think about you, I remember you smiling,
So that’s the thing I shall try to do.

Poem – Day by Day

 

 

 

 

 

Day by day,
I think of you,
And why you passed away,
You were my friend,
My brother from another mother,
I cant stand the thoguhts,
That you are gone,
And that you left me alone,
Heaven has you now,
But we want you down here,
Tear by tear,
We wish you were here,
Praying for you,
To have it better up there,
And when the time comes,
I hope to see you there.

Poem – Brother

I can’t yell any louder,
Can’t you hear my voice calling you,
You disappear into the light,
Leaving me here,

They say it’s all gods way,
That’s what they say,
Can you believe a god goes against our plan,
It does not want to follow the law of the men,

I challenged him,
He took you away from me,
But you and me
Brothers against gods, the true enemy

I will get you back,
Hell I’ll freeze over and over again,
Until I get to you ,
So please don’t give up,

I forgot to tell you,
How much you mean to me,
And I need you,
Brother, I need you,

Please come back to me.

Poem – Ball Is Life

I fight day by day,
To get great ,
To become a legend,
It’s my dream my path,
It’s my destiny to become what I want to be,
That what I shall be is long decided by my destiny,
“The legend” and “the great”,
Will be added to my name,
Everything you say can’t hurt me,
I am ready for every challenge,
Every game, every time,
I bring my A game to shine,
Record after record,
Score after score,
Until there is no more,
No one to challenge me,
No one to come near me ,
No one that will beat me,
Until when he appears,
I will train,
Develop my skills,
Until you can every crossover kills,
Until there are no more hard drills,
‘Till the day my eye turns black,
Till then I will practice, play defense and attack.

Poem – A Thousand Nights

 

 

 

 

 

One step forward, please don’t stop,
Get going,
I am right behind you,
Never forget that,
Never ever forget that,

I will always be right behind you,
And when you fall ,
I will be there to hold you,
To push you forward,
And I will ever do,

All that I will ever do,
Is being behind you,
Supporting you,
Don’t cry,
Don’t waste your tears on meaningless things,
Like a thousand storms,
Make the world bow before you ,
Tame the wilde beast that is life,
And after you do,
I will be there behind you ,
Still following you,
Until the end of the world.