The Ideal Pawn
Play, life, play as much as you wish!
I will now become the ideal pawn.
I too will see
how far your skill in the game goes!
Falling in Love
Please, do not look back at me with astonished eyes.
How long more can I restrain myself,
pressing my chest with both hands?
I know the moment I close my eyes,
I will fall into your love.
Words
Alas, what is finer and sharper than words?
Tell me, what else is there?
What can tear the heart more fiercely than words?
Is there anything
that releases poison faster than words?
Yet there is no alternative to words either,
through which trust can be placed!
Then which path shall I take now, O conscience!
I Am the Present
Without you I am empty, and emptiness has no existence.
Rather, become mine,
recite the spell of love and make me visible.
How long can I live as an invisible void in this beautiful world?
Become mine and write a poem where I am present in this world.
On the final page I too will write,
that life can be lived loving just one person.
Necessary
To understand the pain of separation, love was necessary.
Sheltered under love, you kept searching for your future.
The moment you found it, you chose separation.
And for me to become a poet,
that separation too was necessary.
The Pillars of Trust
Between love and union flows a river of fire.
From both sides, equal pillars of trust must be set to build the bridge.
Only then is love complete.
But if any pillar suddenly lets go,
then burning in the fire becomes certain death.
Your Last Memory
Was there any strength left to come close?
So from afar I speak to you.
The stone you placed upon my chest and left behind the veil of distance,
this is your last memory to me.
So even today I carry the weight of that stone on my chest.
Compassion
The affection, love, compassion one person feels for another,
are mostly born in the heart of the opposite one.
For whom there is compassion, there is affection,
even if they push you away, the compassion does not end, the affection does not fade.
And for whom there is no compassion,
even if they lift you to the skies, no compassion returns.
So no one will feel compassion at your tears of illusion.
The one who will feel compassion,
will even feel it for your destructive behavior.
Wounded Soul
Do not look into the eyes of a person walking with a wounded soul.
Rather, notice only the smile.
In the trail of that smile, pain spreads constantly.
Yet because it has no poison,
the pain does not easily catch the eye.
Doubt
Ah! How much love can be expressed even through doubt.
If only they could read the language of doubt!
Then they would devote their entire life
to the one who doubts them,
as a gift of this endless love.