Stinus1975
50/M/Danmark
My poems are highly emotional, and somewhat spiritual, and I don't mind being pathetic, banal, or using too many clichées, as long as I get my message across. I want to stir the emotion of my audience. I do not believe in interlectualisme, nor dogmatism
I stay in a box
It has walls floors and ceilings
Made from cardboard
To keep in your pocket
I will lie straight
Like every other soldier
That I will wait and be waiting
for you to open yet again
to choose me from so many others
to pick me up from nowhere
Strike me with your gentle touch
To set my head ablaze
An open flame
to light up your darkness
That I will burn in every fiber
till I am black and scoren
left to smolder in your ashtray
Sep 25, 2025
Sep 25, 2025 at 2:02 AM UTC
When I stepped
onto her island
she was nowhere
to be found
And when I called out
the sound
that was her name
she would not answer
I would set camp
wait for her there
knowing my trespassing
on her doorstep
She would watch me
from afar
I would tend her fire
so that it would not die
as the sand drifted in
borrowed time
to reach the bottom
of the glass
I felt her
Aug 27, 2025
Aug 27, 2025 at 12:11 PM UTC
I will give myself to you
my lady in black
I will fall into your velvet night
Your veil of sorrow embrace me
I will give myself to you
my lady in green
Calling me by thousand leaves
within your endless forests
find my way
to your deep dark heart
I will give myself to you
my lady in red
Dressed all in flames and kisses
when I loose myself in the night
I will give myself to you
my lady in yellow
You are my sun
with a breast full of corn
You bring a golden smile like the day
I will give myself to you
my lady in blue
You are the ocean
with a necklace of pearls
You fill me with your waves of emotion
I will give myself to you
my lady in white
You came unexpected
and uninvited
From some bright unknown
I will give myself to you
my lady of light
accenting
Aug 6, 2025
Aug 6, 2025 at 5:54 AM UTC
I will dress you day
in a golden light
with your
chipping of birds
and Trafic picking up speed
I will dress you
in your bare nakedness
cold feet and warm tender skin
I will dress you in anticipation
when now I feel you so near
That your love will pass through me
And into you
day
Jun 11, 2025
Jun 11, 2025 at 1:26 AM UTC
Once upon a time
In a kingdom far away
Lived a prince
With a parrot
That could never say nay
The prince was as fair
And as good and true
That he bore a mirror
On his shiny shoe
The king was old
And not that bright
My true son I am old
you are always right
Our land is no longer
As fair as should be
You must slay the dragon
From across the sea
Make my kingdom
great again
Was his dying word
The righteous prince
that was always true
Got his sword and his shield
and his shiny shoe
Ride forth into the land
He said to his nobel steed
For the holy truth
And the pious deed
He came across
a crouching man
With a cart full of books
in his nobel lands
Thy be a wizard I say
if mine eye is true
Deceitful words on parchment
carried by thy hans
My lord
who is just and true
This is but litter
to burn for my evening stew
The prince was glad
he did not like books
What have you cooking, he said
he was hungry by the looks
Oh, but lord
I am but a humble serve
But to the princ surprise
He was undeterred
This stew was of such a peculiar making
It had everything a heart could desire
And indeed it was a stew of marbles
That could build an empire
Come ride with me
this is my will as ever before
And the man-wizard
Bowed right down to the floor
Make my kingdom
great again
Was his dying word
Then it was not long
as you might say
They came upon a man
as pale as the day
In his cart you know
as you might have guessed
portraits of princes and princesses
They were quite underdressed
What heresy is this
As you well understand
the prince exclaimed
I am the only prince of this god given land
My lord with your inspection
This is but lost souls
Traped in their own reflection
They see only themselves
But in time they will only see you
If it be your wish
I will make it true
my just lord and fair prince
The prince was glad
He did not approve of false idols
So he quickly bestowed the man
With lands and titles
Let me put the lords grace
upon the land
And he bid the pale man follow
So to take a stand
Make my kingdom
great again
Was hid dying words
And low and behold
soon again turning mellow
They came to see
this third odd fellow
With a cart full of pumpkin
I care not for this
It has to be great
It has to be spectacular
But the odd man say
My good prince look
This is no pumpkin
thy eyes have mistook
He drew out his wand and
biffe-dee-baffe-dee-boo
A golden carriage
You see
Will take you wherever
you need to be
You need think no more
Just relax your mind, it is so
No tedious decision upon
Where you want to go
I say let's go
beyond the heavens
To a land with red
and fruitful soil
What is this mystical land away
I need a place
To put bad people
That doesn't understand my greatness, to stay
Dark men
Eating cats and dogs
And obstinate witches with crooked noses
Eating squirrel and frogs
Make my kingdom
great again
Was hid dying words
....Now I am growing tiresome
my children
Your old grandpar say....
Oh now, you say that
the parrot I have forgotten
But mind you there was not only one
No it was not rotten
There was a whole lot
A choir of cockatoo
And as everyone knows
A whole lot mean true
this was indeed pleasing
for our dear prince delight
that he was the best
at every given plight
That all loved him
who was right of mind
Who was good
Not mad nor blind
Jun 9, 2025
Jun 9, 2025 at 3:28 PM UTC
Please be the songbird
That comes to my chambers at night
Singing songs of a melody
Where I saw you in the light
Land on my pillow
And whisper to my ear
Your words to my longing
In where you are near
Jun 8, 2025
Jun 8, 2025 at 5:14 PM UTC
As a spec of dust
I fell
So slightly
Drifting over
Time and space
Then
Through a ray of light
From the heart
I fell through
Into being
Jun 4, 2025
Jun 4, 2025 at 6:00 AM UTC
You came as a wave
upon my shore
When you pulled away
Our names were gone forever
Jun 1, 2025
Jun 1, 2025 at 3:34 PM UTC
Why my favorite coffee cup
You delight my soul
The roundness of your body
As you fill me with your taste
The texture of your glace
When I put you to my lips
And though I bought you In a shop
With money from my labour
I know you never
Truly
belong to me
May 28, 2025
May 28, 2025 at 3:36 AM UTC
Once upon a time
In a kingdom far away
Lived a prince
With a parrot
That could never say nay
The prince was as fair
And as good and true
That he bore a mirror
On his shiny shoe
The king was old
And not that bright
My true son I am old
you are always right
Our land is no longer
As fair as should be
You must slay the dragon
From across the sea
Make my kingdom
great again
Was his dying word
The righteous prince
that was always true
Got his sword and his shield
and his shiny shoe
Ride forth into the land
He said to his nobel steed
For the holy truth
And the pious deed
He came across
a crouching man
With a cart full of books
in his nobel lands
Thy be a wizard I say
if mine eye is true
Deceitful words on parchment
carried by thy hans
My lord
who is just and true
This is but litter
to burn for my evening stew
The prince was glad
he did not like books
What have you cooking, he said
he was hungry by the looks
Oh, but lord
I am but a humble serve
But to the princ surprise
He was undeterred
This stew was of such a peculiar making
It had everything a heart could desire
And indeed it was a stew of marbles
That could build an empire
Come ride with me
this is my will as ever before
And the man-wizard
Bowed right down to the floor
Make my kingdom
great again
Was his dying word
Then it was not long
as you might say
They came upon a man
as pale as the day
In his cart you know
as you might have guessed
potratess of princes and princesses
They were quite underdressed
What heresy is this
As you well understand
the prince exclaimed
I am the only prince of this god given land
My lord with your inspection
This is but traped souls
Traped in their own reflection
They see only themselves
But in time they will only see you
If it be your wish
I will make it true
my just lord and fair prince
The prince was glad
He did not approve of false idols
So he quickly bestowed the man
With lands and titles
Let me put the lords grace
upon the land
And he bid the pale man follow
So to take a stand
Make my kingdom
great again
Was hid dying words
And low and behold
soon again turning mellow
They came to see
this third odd fellow
With a cart full of pumpkin
I care not for this
It has to be great
It has to be spectacular
But the odd man say
My good prince look
This is no pumpkin
thy eyes have mistook
He drew out his wand and
biffe-dee-baffe-dee-boo
A golden carriage
You see
Will take you wherever
you need to be
You need think no more
Just relax your mind, it is so
No tedious decision upon
Where you want to go
I say let's go
beyond the heavens
To a land with red
and fruitful soil
What is this mystical land away
I need a place
To put bad people
That doesn't understand my greatness, to stay
Dark men
Eating cats and dogs
And obstinate witches with crooked noses
Eating squeals and frogs
Make my kingdom
great again
Was hid dying words
....Now I am growing tiresome
my children
Your old grandpar say....
Oh now, you say that
the parrot I have forgotten
But mind you there was not only one
No it was not rotten
There was a whole lot
A choir of cockatoo
And as everyone knows
A whole lot mean true
this was indeed pleasing
for our dear prince delight
that he was the best
at every given plight
That all loved him
who was right of mind
Who was good
Not mad nor blind
May 26, 2025
May 26, 2025 at 5:41 PM UTC