Let us be human
Let me take you hand
While we run of in a park
While the wind blows in our hair
Let us be human while we cry together
In which we hold each other tightly
Just because we can
Let us gift each other cute stones
Which then protect our fingers
And tells each other that we are bond
Let us feel everything together
Just through our faces
And then laugh or cry
And comfort and play together
Aug 9, 2024
Aug 9, 2024 at 7:29 PM UTC
Oh mother, your rage is filling me
And the rage of all the woman before you
And the woman with you
Wanting me to fight in each war
In which we get injustly treated over and over
For centuries the feelings are crying
Begging to fight for every woman
While each and every season
The lives of woman worsen
Oh mother, your exhaustin is filling me
And the ones of all the woman before you
And the woman with you
Begging me to stop
For centuries they are fighting
"I can't fight anymore"
They say before each and every war
Aug 9, 2024
Aug 9, 2024 at 7:27 PM UTC
That tell more than years
That tell more than fears
That aren't heard by ears
Falling like the rain
It's a quiet pain
Or a quivering train
Driving the skin insane
Maby something else
Like some lucky gold
When joy is uncontrolled
And you're told to be less bold
So you can taste the nice road
Aug 9, 2024
Aug 9, 2024 at 7:25 PM UTC
when not the monsters under my bed
Make me have sleeples nights
But my own mind
Making me have a hard time
Forcing me to rhyme
And is torturing me in my own mind
Wishing upon my downfall
While making me cry
With the long ago scense
From my previous life
But who is it
that torments me in those lonely night?
Is it the night
who wakes me up
Or is it me,
who won't let my running thoughts cry?
Aug 9, 2024
Aug 9, 2024 at 7:24 PM UTC
The stars in the dark black sky
Who won't want to say good bye
Who won't want to see me cry
Always there in the pitch black night
When my own thought will hunt me on sight
Who will want to fight as my glowing knight
Aug 9, 2024
Aug 9, 2024 at 7:23 PM UTC
The first strawberries bloom
Growing in the green room
Like babies in the woomb
While kids start playing in the outsides again
The strawberries grow their green beard again
Waiting for the kids to come to them, again
Kids start picking the blooming beauties
Not just girls
But boys aswell
Even if they don't like each other that well
Starting to play
And play again
Until the magic rewinds again
Oh april you're teasing the kids again
Bringing them together
And seperating 'em
Once again
Aug 9, 2024
Aug 9, 2024 at 7:22 PM UTC
Summer
In the warmth of your embrace
Kids play with barely any grace
With dirt in their face
And hiding their freckled face
Crying for more in your embrace
As you slowly leave the space
With too much grace
Leaving them behind with a melodic trace
And now the cold nights
Return in a tide
Freezing the light
You once litt
Aug 9, 2024
Aug 9, 2024 at 7:21 PM UTC