Archive for the 'Rhymediocracy' Category


Sunday, March 30th, 2008

Because sometimes even poetry is kitsch
‘ve been looking now for years
In fog that never clears
The girl that lives for me
The one to set me free
Just cannot find a trace
Of her perfect face
No matter how I try
As if she were a lie
am hoping that she’s real
But now she is concealed
From my hungry eye
Don’t want to be […]


Thursday, March 13th, 2008

Enigma has me in its grasp
I wonder but I just can’t ask
What it is you do to me
You make me doubt infinity
How can I possibly tell you, girl
That I disbelieve you’re from this world
And every time you blink your eyes
That I’m reborn and part of me dies
You are your own reality
Inducing my insanity
Creating your own […]


Thursday, February 7th, 2008

Found this in an old email. I think I called it “Summer” back in the day.
There’s something that I truly miss:
One thing, so forlorn it is
Nothing can really take me there
like the swallows song when summer’s fair
The song of crickets in the night
The sound of laughter chiming bright
Each day under the shining sun
Listening to the […]

The Nights

Friday, January 25th, 2008

One Night to change your life
One Night to draw your knife
One Night to end your dreams
Nothing is as it seems
Two Nights to seal your fate
Two Nights of fiery wraiths
Two Nights to pull the strings
Held tight by Puppeteers
Three Nights to make you cry
Three Nights to face the lie
Three Nights to walk the lands
Contemplate how it ends
Four […]

Little Bird

Saturday, January 19th, 2008

Little bird high in the air
The world looks so alien
From such great heights
On white clouds I stand
My arms extended
Reaching out with all my heart
Oh little bird don’t be afraid
Won’t you just land
on the palm of my hand?

Le Fou

Sunday, November 4th, 2007

Fallen Sterne in den Himmel
Tönen Saiten ganz allein
Fliegen Vögel im Wasser nur
Monolithe scheinen unendlich fein
Hörst du Stimmen ohne Lippen
Regt der Wind kein einziges Blatt
In Büschen die mit Wurzeln winken
Spürst du das was begonnen hat
Alt wird neu wird alt wird neu
Unten ist nun oben für dich
Du sitzt in der Falle die den Jäger fängt
Die verrückte […]

Der Stich

Saturday, September 8th, 2007

Wellen peitschen gegen Wände
Druck bricht Glas
Gebrochene Äste ohne Blätter
Und der Duft von verbranntem Gras
Du weißt es naht das Ende
Der Sturm senkt seine Klauen
Kein Fels mehr in der Brandung
Zermahlen zu Sand
liegt er am Strand
Wasser zerrt an seiner Umrandung
Dunkle Zeiten ohne Vertrauen
Glut siedet deine Essenz
Eis überzieht was warm mal war
Rauch bricht aus dunklem Wrack
Blasen schlagen aus dem […]

The 10

Sunday, July 1st, 2007

Spürst du Finger auf deiner Haut
So fremd und doch zugleich vertraut
Weisst du, es gibt mehr im Leben
Als sich der Zeit zum Opfer geben

My Call

Wednesday, December 27th, 2006

Attendorn, 27.12.2006
In the morn
I’m small dark things
Tears in dust and breath in smoke
Creeping to the light like fog
That is my world
When its dawn
I’m sprawled on stone
Soaking sun into my core
Smiling to myself in bliss
That is my world
When Sol soars
I speak in riddles
Amused by other’s fault I sneer
A vulture hiding crippling flaws
That is my world
When swifts […]

Aaand another one!

Monday, October 16th, 2006

Going down to hug the sea
Write all my troubles onto sand
Await the flood so full of glee
Take them away with magic hand
I am born again

found this on my FS-Location profile. So thats at least 3 poems that definitely survived my HD crash.
Good stuff!