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Nsae's Poems: Frühlingserwachen, am UB M²-Fenster.
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Is poetry made; to be understood? Wednesday, 11 March 2009. Frühlingserwachen, am UB M²-Fenster. Bald ist es wieder so weit. Die Wolken drehen sich ein,. Der Himmel wird dunkel,. Er verfärbt sich, zu einem dunklen Blau. Die weiten Flure,. Entgeisterte Blicke sehen auf,. Von ihren Seiten,. Zwischen all dem Wissen,. Denn es passiert etwas göttliches,. Etwas Ehrfurcht erregendes,. In all dieser Stille. Es bricht ein lang ersehnter Konflikt,. Zwischen dem Staub; . der Erde. Bäume and Regen;. Mit dem Prasseln,.
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Nsae's Poems: Greensleeves
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Is poetry made; to be understood? Friday, 26 September 2008. I write down, with bloody hands, these words. Riding through the lands,. Dreaming of our castles gardens! Oh, greensleeves, how I long for you! Oh our dear King, protect us well,. And we shall web the net of certainty,. Each one gloryfing the other. Till we travel from paradise garden, to paradise garden! Meeting on the lively marekts,. Behind those shiny walls,. Where the web of roads unite the world,. Meet and hightening our,. Let go and save.
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Nsae's Poems: Sunset
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Is poetry made; to be understood? Monday, 13 October 2008. Oh, how I long for depth! Beautiful is the horizon, when the sun sets in the west,. Over the fields of the east. No horse I can ride, over their golden silhouette. The music of ultimate adventure rings in my ears,. But it is swallowed like in a pitch black hole. I sit here after work,. In this bus,. Spectating pure golden beauty. In the evening sky. Posted by Nsae Comp. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Writing in the dark!
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Nsae's Poems: February 2010
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Is poetry made; to be understood? Sunday, 28 February 2010. Der kitzelnde Gesang und Ruf mit dessen Stille und Schweigen. Über Damaskus liegt der Gesang der Götter. Von den Türmen wird in die Ferne, aus den Herzen der Menschen gerufen. Der Staub der Erde, die Seelen der Bewohner, erhebt sich mit dem Wind, die Musik tragend, in die Luft über der Stadt, über das Land, über die Berge und die Ozeane. Mit offenen Augen fängt sich dieses Wort des Morgens in den Gedanken der Menschen. Aynur Dogan - Heseniko.
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Nsae's Poems: S-F
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Is poetry made; to be understood? Wednesday, 9 December 2009. And this is my life! Posted by Nsae Comp. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A Song, and it's lyrics: Don't swallow that cherry stoney seed! Writing in the dark! Experience, enjoy and be proud of your relations! Fill your (time-) spaces of claimed "self" (and its unknown dynamic (cos-) play and re-narration-ology)! Thanks you Sail-ers, you are very close to my heart! Nsae's blog of inspiration. Eine Handvoll Pausen: James Bond im Rentneralter.
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Nsae's Poems: Attention(s) (of) moments! - Na'ir al Saif: A colage. } Let's have sway(ing moments)!?
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Is poetry made; to be understood? Monday, 30 November 2009. Na'ir al Saif: A colage. } Let's have sway(ing moments)! Don't you see all those fiery eyes of the pinnacles,. Those beautiful glamorous moments of awareness's, attentions and feelings. Of metropolitan cities, like in wars, between stars. One moment, one attention at a time. It's all about the mistakes of attentions! It's like the fact, that most of the interstellar population,. Didn't recognize that Michael Jackson died, or even lived;. Writing...
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UN-SCHÄRFE: Februar 2013
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About everything that is fuzzy (un-scharf), from identification, travel, paths, difference, foreignity, gender, decisions, connections, diversity, networks, patterns, society,. to sex, humour, art, poetry and satire. Mit viel scharf! Dedicated to "das Biber", und vielen mehr) . and what the sex is: Blog-Art? Dienstag, 5. Februar 2013. Experience, enjoy and be proud of your relations! Fill your (time-) spaces of claimed self (and its unknown dynamic (cos-) play and re-narration-ology)!
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Nsae's Poems: A Path
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Is poetry made; to be understood? Sunday, 11 January 2009. What else purpose should. Thus hope, believe. And trust in the balance and Pendulum. Of the diverse pattern,. Other than guiding you through the. The dark of the oceanic night,. On a storm shaken ship. As guiding star,. Along with your peer-( r)ing)s! To find back to the home,. I will go into the unknown! Added 30.11.2009: To finally dream with and by faith, the unknown! Posted by Nsae Comp. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Writing in the dark!
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Nsae's Poems: January 2010
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Is poetry made; to be understood? Saturday, 16 January 2010. Because in faith and balance, I will rise (& grow). From this consumption (& relaxation). Style, magically by this cast spell, of the stories, that prevail! Thus raging fires devestate the lands. But the spell remains . Thats the question, and not how to be. The magic and power of stories and tales; RPGs and Adventures like FF6 and Beyond G&E! Let my world crumble,. And I will rise,. Rise from your raging fires,. Like a phoenix from my own,.
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Nsae's Poems: Travel poetry
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Is poetry made; to be understood? Tuesday, 2 September 2008. Der Himmel wird dunkel. Wir verlassen die Stadt. Einer neuen, und strahlenden. Horizone we are coming! Der Torero, geschlagen. Seine Reise, zuende. Am anderen Ende der See. Wo ist mein Mond. Wo ist mein Stern,. Ein Tanz der Träume,. I travelled all my life through the empty states of the USA,. Since fate, struck my family. My journey ended here,. Here I found my new certainty! My journey led me here,. I felt it was right, to stay here.
