Here, you’ll find a small collection of mini poems covering different themes and topics.
Airports
My mum told me a few times that she likes airports.
“Because everyone is going somewhere.”, she told me.
No one is standing still.
Some are going away, others are coming home.
The same goes for me as well.
Although I’m somehow heading towards two places at the same time.
Both home, and away.
Time
Not much changes with time We are the same things, but bigger Used to be playing with dolls, Now they’re breathing Once drove with a safe remote, Now we crash and burn Fairy tales we whispered, Turned into gossip and slander We had a life time to waste, Now there’s nothing left
Feel
I just want to feel I just want to feel and nothing else I want to feel it all and nothing I want to exist, to know and be confused I don’t want to understand I just want to feel it And let it be
