in the words of (yourfiction)

This End Will Be the Last Beginning

You were injured

but I died that day

Since that moment I struggle

to get back to life

For the part that was fading before the ridicule finished me off

was the one essence I never wanted to lose

But maybe this time I know where to look,

where to start the journey that will fit the pieces or find the new ones

I still wonder how a man can lose his way like this

There is a wish for a closure that removed itself from this world

This parallel universe is out of order

and I am now closer to entropy

I wonder if entanglement can be broken,

because I never was welcome there,

but nobody wanted to let me go either

I know where it leads but I wonder which will be the end of this…

…the first kiss was the most special thing

Dear poets

where have you gone?

Once you were many

and if not in word

than in action at least

Once, you were dreamers too

You never gave up

on love to be true

Not even in despair

did you stop believing

now all of you are gone

I cannot stop grieving

She was young and jaded

Fairytales were never true

Real life is truly better

when a fight gets you through

With my hand in yours

no farewell in sight

let me tell you, my darling

we have always gotten through the nights

The best romance is created in your heart

if you know this too, we will never part

Not in a circle, but still never-ending

If you get what I’m feeling

we will never have to be pretending

Just truth and love

while we’re fighting on our side

Take my life, thanks for yours

and further it is, our stride

Once poets wrote about love that could take it all

Now it’s just about: “He doesn’t like the White Stripes y’all!”

When this noise would just pass for a minute

we could finally leave the lives of the critics

And in the past, the first kiss was the most special thing!

Wishlist of a Lost Generation

In these nights we all wish

For arms to hold us and warmth to stay with us

During these days we wish

To have a smile kiss our eyes to give us hope

All these weeks we wish we could

Not just pass a person but hold their hand for a moment

While the months pass we wish to

Gain the meaning that lifts our hearts

All these years we wish

For loyal love to be our constant

It is all hidden

In the simple things

I wish you would listen to the quiet sound that seeks your ear

Please see through this static of the air that surrounds you

Maybe one day you will know that you have to look for what you wish for

Where it is waiting for you

And maybe in some moment

You will understand

What this truly means

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Three steps and seven times

When your feet leave footprints like stars I ask myself why we aren’t still

the constellation we once were

brightest in all the eyes of people who found hope in our movements

across the skies of dreamers and idealists

When glances are caught in a moment

and a touch is spreading its wings to let you fly

I wonder if you ever felt the wind in the palm of your hand again

which let’s you know that freedom in this love already makes it worth it

When I drive on these long roads, I feel I will get home soon

There is no truth in losing faith now

But every breath yearns for the next

Even in the moments this life wants to drown me in a bathtub

Quintessential was my favorite word most of the time

and the essential is what I will love until I die

because the opulence they seek is still void of meaning

and lacking is having all that is true - always

There are times when I see you clearer than before

even if I wish to rather know you

There are worlds waiting for us

There are creations to be extended

And when we are no more an exclamation mark

but only the question the seeking ones are asking

Only then will we be the purpose

that came alive by walking in perfect circles

ever expanding

in love