Parachute

I’m losing ground
and I’m falling
Keep on falling
Where are my angel wings
My fairy powders
Why is everything
so real
And my dreams
don’t take me in?

Where are my stories
with happy endings
Where are my poems
that let me fly

And I am falling
Keep on falling
Can you catch me, love
Make me a parachute
As my tears
do not have a hold
And my fears
seem to pull me down

Let me land safely
into new worlds
Where the rivers are flowing,
always flowing
And where no frontiers
can divide
Where fields are wide
and open
And a rose reminds me
of what is locked
deep down inside

©RoseGirl2018

Swords

Sharp words have torn apart my heart
Dark shadows have fallen upon us
The night came showing us no mercy

Though the swords that cut my heart
Mirror me the beauty
Of a heart that is wounded
As it loves so deeply

Please don’t let the night divide us
At least let us meet again by day

©RoseGirl2018

Present

Each word is a teardrop
I shed for you
Rivers of aching liquid
that flow from my eyes
into my pen and clot
on the paper

The page is a blank pool
that has absorbed
a still life of pain

Each teardrop
is a witness of
how you are present
in absence
Of how the love
flows out of my eyes

©RoseGirl2018

Thousand Pieces Of Loving You

August came
And broke a heart
Thousand pieces of loving you
All over the place
Summer ended
Before it yet could start

September came
And broke some thoughts
Thousand pieces fell
Back into place
It was not you whom I had lost
But I lost myself
in the mirror of love

©RoseGirl2017

Wall Of Silence

You drew the line
A wall of silence
Built up by words
That have never been said
I sent airplanes to cross
Though they have been crashed
Into this wall of silence
Now the land is divided
And we weed our own fields
Silence speaks
More than words could express
Truth lies on both sides
Of this wall of silence
As we walk our paths
on the same green grass

©RoseGirl2017

More Here Than Ever

This town here at the river breathes you
I follow the flow of the water
And I know it leads to you
The ships that are sailing by
Will they once return?
Will they come back to listen
To the story that still burns?

In these sunny streets I walk
Towards brightly missing you
The town holds all the tales
How I would long to tell you
The birds here sing your name
The crowded square looks empty
And the buildings lost their colours
Now they all look grey

Even though you’re not there
You’re more here
than you ever were

©RoseGirl2017