Gedichte des Todes~

The hole of black laughter

I fell into a hole
It was deeper than the sea
Right before
A strike of sunlight hit me hard
Happiness is just a dream
The only thing to be is mean
When life flashes before your eyes
It's too late to say goodbye
If I wake up I'll be hurt
If I don't it is over
I see my dreams
They fade away
The monsters I can see
They run away
I can't catch up
I cannot wait
The only thing I can do
Is hope that it is over soon
They're laughing at me
They're killing me
With black laughter

Poet

You
Made him proud
You
Stayed strong
You
Loved her
You
Held the sky
In your hands
You
Were brave
Not under
Someone's command
Your name is Philip
You are a poet
And the world is proud
That you showed it

Happy Birthday, Philip!

Colours of heaven

Sometimes people think of would happen
When we finally go to heaven
Some think heavenly father will hold out his hand
When we die and leave our dear home and land
Others think that we'll be lost
And our soul will pay the cost
I once heard somebody say
''Nobody is gonna pay.
We'll be freed
And our souls will fly
Through the diamonds of the sky.''
''There is no need
To believe!''
That's what they say constantly
They only see what is today
And never take some time to pray
''What we did is in the past
What we'll do will never last.''
People think we'll be reborn
To fix the bad things we've done
''But thinking that we'll get a chance
And that we can correct the past
Will serve the devil.''
People say
Life is not a game to play
A success doesn't lead to the next level
Society argues and fights
About who is wrong and who is right
What's it for?
Will it help?
No.
It won't.
But I can the beauty of imagination
That fills up every earthly nation
I see the belief
I see the colors
We all can see
The colors of death
The colors of heaven.