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Max Neumann Jan 2020
she's taking a bath
in the purple sea
she wants me
to see her naked
it's the first time

feel me:

the shores
being newborn
breezes'n'waves

we make love and are feeling
each other
more deeply
more intimately
as ever before
Today is a goooooood day.
HEAVEN YEAH!

God bless all you guys here on Hello Poetry, regardless of your skin color, gender, age, ****** identity, religion, money.

Feel me...

To be honest, I have been suffering under one of the meanest burdens:

LONESOMENESS

AND THAT'S WHY I had to write this poem here...

I was just interrupted by a waitress; been writing in a café in a small German city. Have to be here due to my dependency. Can't be in Frankfurt right now.

Haven't seen my kids for almost a month now and I am missing you like crazy, Nicholas, I am missing you like I can't tell you, Eden.

I NEED YOU!

(I have two children, a son who is five and a half years old and a daughter being five months.)

My father is on welfare, my mother works as a theatre actress. I have eight siblings, spread over numerous countries.

I'm the first one in the family who went to college and I always was an a-student because I love to learn.

And with my degree, I have been earning good money but this kind of "success" goes along with a mean inferiority complex, you know?

I don't know if you know; but apart from knowing there is someone I NEED:

GOD

YOU HAVE BEEN THERE.
ALWAYS.
YOU'RE THE ONLY BEING WHO IS ABLE TO LOVE UNCONDITIONALLY.
THAT'S WHY I WILL BE KEEPING THE FAITH...

FOREVER YOURS
MIKEY


https://hellopoetry.com/poem/3479807/i-am/


YouTube: "Bonny Tyler Heartache"
Max Neumann Jan 2020
...get between me and god.

adios
a.
Today is a good day.

MUCH LOVE.
GOD BLESS ALL OF YOU FOLKS.
MIKEY
Max Neumann Jan 2020
as a child, you can't wait to grow up.
as an adult, you either suppress or fulfill
your childly needs.

some of us do both; but it's the balance that counts.
Much love to all kids who can't wait to be an adult.

God bless your young souls.

Today is a good day.

Mikey
Max Neumann Jan 2020
many of us know this date
many of us probably dislike it because...






good words, likes and hearts were deleted.
so i disliked january 11th until i figured that
god (others tend to call it "karma", "fate"
or "the cosm") is testing me.

every trial strengthens the
spirit of a fighter.
https://hellopoetry.com/poem/3461566/spirit-of-the-fighter/

I do thank you God.
Today is a good day.
Max Neumann Jan 2020
here's my poem it's sad but true
it's about a girl that i once knew
she took my heart and ran away
her name is runaway girl she
refused to stay her lips made me...




speechless.

after she had left me
i turned into a bird without wings
i had turned into a bird that
wasn't able to fly.

so i'm asking you nina
so i'm asking you poetess
in front of all people on hello poetry
in front of readers and poets:

why did you abandon me after we had shared our most intimitate memories in a...

****! i can't write anymore;
but i gotz to my fingers shivering they gotta note down what's in my mind and in my soul you know.

think about the small purple casket that enclosed our memories.

we buried this casket under the pines, dem trees close to old jim's ranch.
old jim who was abused as a child and to whom we related to.

the very soil of our land has been drying out; flowers, plants and trees are dying, cause you are not here.

we put our memories into the casket, you know?

i hope you don't know. for sure.
i hope you feel me instead of thinking about me. feel me.

you told me once that your biggest enemy was your mind; that you want to feel instead of anticipating; and that your darkest secret might **** you one day.

and then another day came, a certain day, when you finally told me your secret.

i listened to you and your struggle became mine; i dashed away the sweaty hair from your forehead took you by the hand and brought you to our hiding place between the pines.

and there you showed me, wordlessly, that you loved me... your love was in your eyes, baby: the same look my daughter gives me once in a while.

we buried your secret, while a storm was raging and while the pines were bursting:
i had to protect you from exploding trunks.

we went home and made love like never before.

it was indescribable.
i can't tell you how i felt baby and don't have to cause we felt the same.

the next morning i woke up, turned around and smelled your scent in the pillows; the imprint of your face was still on them.

tiredly, i was looking at the disappearance of your silky face.

i became unhappy and lonesome, like never before in my life.
That's it. I'm drying out.

Come back to me, baby: Cause you are reading that right now, we both know.

Stop hiding.
Be brave -- be yourself.

Be with me and stay.
Max Neumann Jan 2020
a man and i need you
my soul is still a boy
my body has a huge c...
and i give you this toy
Max Neumann Jan 2020
on a staircase in frankfurt, german financial centre.

a habesha lady in company of two brothers; one of them, a rastafarian, is carrying a beautiful young girl in his arms.

the habesha lady grabs into the girl's ***** blonde hair, saying: "her hair looks so good."

by the sound of her voice, i sense clearly that she has been on strong drugs excessively.

what will be her fate?
and, more importantly, was this girl her daughter?
(Habesha is a term to describe, roughly, people of Eritrean and Ethiopan descent.)

Keep in mind that strong drugs haven't been part of our cultures for long, while the traditions of Christian, Jewish, Islamic, Hindu and Buddhist religion have been established for centuries.

And religion is a source of hope, strength and belongingness for many.

But often, faith by itself is not sufficient to keep addicts clean.

That's why the message has to be spread:

THEY ARE GOING TO HELP EVERY ADDICT:

www.aa.org
www.na.org
www.ca.org

IT'S UNPREJUDICED AND FOR FREE.
WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?

Today is a good day.

https://hellopoetry.com/poem/3450342/people-and-religion/
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