I run after the tenderness of this miracle.
Blinded by the hopes of something made up.
Such a beautiful fairy tale in which I am the fallen dead.
Behind the fallen dead man all beauty grows.
Beyond the shores, beyond the forests
I notice her, my brain is like a paralysed
I want to create something more out of the sensuality of love.
I want to create something new and leave the past behind.
Write on your forehead 7 reasons why I should leave.
Write 7 words at the end.
I know it's worth it.
And what am I worth, because we are all atoms.
But we're creators, not just people.
We're just like you and me, we're creators, we'll make a miracle out of all the magic.
Look beyond the universe and tell me what you see
Tell me later when I'm flying for you
Human life is short, but it has meaning.
One day it will end, and maybe we'll feel something we can't feel later.
I want to live forever as a human because I want to feel the world, not just exist.
I know, it's so poetic it makes me cry: we just exist, but we have a chance to create.
YOU ARE READING
My universe-Poems.
PoetryHumans is so clever that he deceives himself under the influence of feelings. Feelings are good, but you have to keep a balance, otherwise you will lose control over everything.
