Geflossen, Flowed

Geflossen

wird es schon lange

in dauernde Erinnerung

Geweckt

werd' ich

von den wiederholenden Träume

des passierten Lebens

Ich such' nach der Bedeutung

dieser Reminiszenz

Begeistert

bin ich, als ein Mensch,

der nachdenkt.

Ertinke ich mich

ins vorliegende Bild,

das sich langsam zum 

unsichtbaren Raum

verschwindet.

Leise und Laute

Leichte und Schwere

Weiße und Schwarze

Weiche und Harte

Bluten und Herzen

geben mir

manchesmal

Schmerzen

Der kommt,

von nieaufhörendem Eifer

eines Menschen

die Glücksmomente

wieder zurückzunehmen.

Gelten

als schwach

Weinerlicher

Schreier

Wer sagt es,

echt zu sein?

Zum Traum!

Zum Liebe!

Zum Freude!

Dank der beruhigenden Träne

für ihr Ünterstützung

Daher leb' ich

viel stärker

Das glaub' ich

ohne Zweifeln

dass ich

die ausrühende Geschichte

meines Lebens

wieder einen gelungen Sinn

werden lasse.

Lass es mich

noch mal streicheln,

Lass mich es

wirklich tun.


Flowed


Since a long time
has it flowed
into never ceasing memory

The reiterating dreams
of the bygone life
wake me up

Searching
am I for the significance
of this reminiscence

Eagered as a human
I rewind back
the story.

Drowned myself
in the present
that vanish itself
in an invisible space

Soft and Loud
Light and Hard
White and Black
Soft and Hard
Blood and Heart
give me
once in a while
pain.

It comes
from the will
of a man
to reclaim
his moment of happiness.

Considered
are crier
and shouter
as weak?

Who says it
to be true?

For the dream!
the love!
the joy!

Thanks, soothing tears
for their support

Thus do I live
stronger

Without doubts
I believe
I let the resting story
of my life to regain
its meaning.

Let me caress it once more,
Let me do really do it.

Herzen, Hearts

Mein Herz lege ich
Wo soll es sein

Lass es sich bei dir
An dein Herz anlehnen

Es scheint mir am liebevollsten
Mein Herz neben deinem Herzen
Zu legen

Wie ist mit deinem,
Wenn ich dich pflegen will.

Vereinige die Herzen
Von uns
Damit wir uns weitergehend
Glücklich sind.

Nur die echte richtige Zeit,
Moment, wann kommt sie?

Haben wir etwas Geduld,
Denk an die kommende schöne Zeit.

Verlass mich nicht,
Verlasse ich dich nicht,
Verlassen wir auf uns!

Mit immer angezündeten Leidenschaften,
lebender Lust,
Lassen wir uns die ewige Flamme der Liebe
brennen.


I place my heart
Where shall it be?

Let it be with thee
Leaning on thy heart

It seems to me
The loveliest
My heart rests just beside thine.

How about thine,
When I want to look after thee.

Combine the heart
of us
So we are on the journey
Happily.

Only the right time
The moment, when does it come?

Have a little patience,
Think of the good time coming.

Do not leave me,
I leave thee not;
We depend on ourselves!

Always with the lit passion,
wild desire
Let us burn to the eternal flame of love.

Enthrall me anew, dove

I couldn't resist from not writing a poem. And also; I didn't want to produce something bulky today. So, here is it:

Enthrall me anew, dove

Why didst thou behold my dark brown casements
with such a brilliant radiance?
Two season had pass'd with starvation of thy figure
O i set no wit with it as my ears
were held gently and danced to thee
Deserting any ill-wicked invisible shadows or
infected souvenirs from passing time
I am but loath to part
Depicting the spot where
two enamoured pigeons would meet anew.

Cars, jams, noise and stress

Cars, jams, noise and stress

Welcoming me back to this densely populated city, German words are starting to flow back into my bloodstream, feeling them circulating all over the body and I started to sweat. Not only that, two books of English novels written based on true stories, which are extremely intriguing has taken the fast running time on my daytime. On the first day, on Monday, it appears to me that I had wasted a precious morning sitting down in a hall listening to mind recorded preaches from the lectures to the students, which are new, and for me, I am not. The second day, today, is for me somehow better when my old and new colleagues, or classmate (I’m confused it with the German concept) were abruptly surprised by a chemistry test. Could you imagine, how well would you recall what you’d learned for more than a year ago? Of course, you can recall them, but the sad part is, not all. There were ten questions. From them, two are quite tough and challenging, which I guessed I did one of them correctly. But I’m not sure about it.

TEXT is the word in focus today. What is meant by text? How would you define it? And how do you interpret a text, and how do other people? Cultural factors, belief values and other affecting causes are things that make different people to hold very dissimilar perspectives. There were too much to explore.

German class, I shall describe it as rather relaxing than tensing one which I previously assumed it would be. Remember in mind, language will be weakened by a type of sickness or a disease caused by the inactive usage of it.

I took a bus in the late afternoon to my relative’s house. Minutes spent in the bus were not worth it if I had done nothing. Awakened by the bus turning, the focus on the English novel went away. Driven by a little bit of dizziness caused by the packed number of passengers inside the bus, I stopped reading. I then walked along the avenue and streets to reach home. Not so far, only if you think in the context of a city like this, it was an exercise for me today, causing me to sweat a lot. That was not so bad.

In the evening, I sat in the car of my uncle and he drove to the city centre. Terrible invented metal boxes stacked in the middle of road, producing snake figure scenery of at least I don’t know how long. However, it wasn’t that serious this time. I would be grateful as the car moved, despite of its slow velocity. Lights are beautiful – at night – in big cities.

Thoughts and emotions took over the day

January 6, 2013.

It’s the day again to watch the skyline high above the sky. Clouds are the friends who always help me to tell them, that this was sad. Horizons were clearly seen. I did not have to grieve for it, but it was, sad.

After about half a month of resting myself in where I could find the peace by seeing the people and nature that I used to see before, the voices of people whom I could not separate them from my abstract mind has bothered me throughout the journey.

Life is a journey, but it doesn’t meant to be alone. Standing in the middle of a street in a foreign town is not alone – when you believe it to be so or hold the people you love and care in your mind. Therewith, it makes you strives more in life, opposing the current of the challenges coming fiercefully onto you. That is the measurement – to see whether you endure the veiled outcome and hidden happiness.

Deciding to leave behind the habit, the numbness and get yourself ready for a totally new things to thrive in life, to figure out what to remain and what to change, to choose whether to mature or stay so – New Year’s resolution. There are basis, which you couldn’t just let go. For me, they are experience, memories and people, but not all people, just a few.

Alright, these few days, I’ve been into a lot of deep thinking and one of them touches about the changes in the society. The sun on this day and this year didn’t differ as in 100 years ago. Just, part of the world becomes hotter while some parts colder. The same goes to the society of the world. The mentality, the affection, the passion and the emotion – are the climate. Human – is the sun. Actually, there are too much of things that could be equated with this metaphor, but indeed they are not of such things which are uncomplicated. For examples, things are brought fast and disappeared within the next few blinks. Love is no longer about faith and loyalty. The emerging of self-centeredness accompanied by the presence of corrupted wrecked system of economy, which you couldn’t even determine whether it is helpful or not, has amended the humans. Things are getting more and more deceitful nowadays; and for sure it is something undeniable for most of thinking people. Even if we try to counter against them, their hide and seek games are sometimes large invisible fallacies. Most of them are found in the way of people seeking for bread and butter, but the extreme ones, are used by gold-breeding fish searchers.

Articles about social maturity and intelligence I’ve read lately. It is something else that interests me as I did a small research on it after my friend randomly talked about age and maturity on the phone. It is very interesting to know that there are 4 phases of the development of thinking ability of human since babyhood and how could we not parallelize it with the social maturity of a person. There are 5 stages in the process of maturing socially, which includes incorporative, impulsive, imperial, interpersonal and institutional. Everyone’s speed of becoming socially mature differs from each other and it seems to be more complicated if we see people with narcissistic personality disorder which act more like a tyrant or a dictator could be still within the imperial stage of social maturity. As simultaneously they might be people who are intelligent enough to conceive new ideas to execute other tasks such as in business and management.

And so it is, that’s quite a lot.

And so is the day.