vom Leben berührt – Gedichte und Geschichten
Like a buttercup
cupped in my arms
like a delicate piece of string
entwined next to me
The warmth of a bosom
breathing so slow
silence and peace
pervades throughout
Holding her close
eyes adrift
embrace and behold
that morning gift
the student
Be bold and behold
you got it all right
just be encouraged
and hold on inside
Be bold and behold
step out on your way
no matter what others
might tell you and say
Be bold and behold
there will be a door
wide open for what
you are standing for
Be bold
Bild: Robert Sae-Heng
Is there a forgetful pill
just for today
in order to forget
that you are far away
How much I wish
you would be here
and the future
would be clear
no borders and no sea
ohh.. the forgetful pill
will set me free
just for that moment
pass it on – please –
if there is one
Who else could love me
so faithful and true
as one with a beautiful heart
like you
Who else could shine
like a star breaking through
bringing me joy
as much as you do
My champ, my love
my beautiful one
among thousands I saw
like you there is none
Gedichte für andere zu schreiben ist schön
Selbst ein Gedicht zu erhalten, ist aber noch viel schöner
When I feel like loosing control
and when my thoughts are shaking me all
where is my phone
where is
Brig over troubled water
she will always take my call
the student
In meinem Herzen
wohnst du
in meinen Gedanken
webst du
doch in meinem Leben
fehlst du
In my heart
you are dwelling
in my thoughts
you are weaving
but in my life
you are missing
I saw my baby
who was dead to the world
on an early summer morning
when she was deep in her sleep
The fresh breeze kissed her face
and whispered unknown secrets to her ears
As I looked at her I must say
she was far
somewhere far away
dead to the world
the student
All the goodness in my life
freedom
love
and all the beauty too
is only given by your grace
that I’ll rejoice in you
And should there troubles come along
in times of grief and pain
still it’s you
and through your grace
that I will praise your name
And by your grace
you’ll call me once
to raise from death and earth
then
I will fully understand
how much all things are worth
A love so pure
is strange
to a mature
and sophisticated world
too innocent
to one who is up to all the dodges
too magical
for daily lifes banality
too deep
that it could be understood
a love so pure
is rare
but despite all doubts
that flooded my heart
it simply happend
to me
brigwords 