Ignorance I Admit – Poetry / Rainer Sauer

July 15th, 2019 by nathan Leave a reply »

Poem negotiation moves “You and me II”: Ignorance I admit, see me in the past, screams ignorance, I admit not always it is not always easy with you, it is unbeschwerlich to meet your coolness in love digging your enemy’s disposition deep gorge between you and me your mask being wrongly taken seriously can be absent ‘ compassion freeze the Sun but I look behind superficial ‘ I recognize impression amazed, that fear rule you and your seemingly absent ‘ compassion double mine come closer, you misunderstood entity let you into the mine ‘ arms I close wants to now your life’s work pay tribute to brave defender of anxious ‘ child cries wines hurt me ubertone current handle pain with any larger in order to escape the evil in the moments full of despair, forced a pain with another to exchange the fleeing everything seems attempts better than the now liberation comes unexpectedly hear suddenly in me, calming ‘ voice of God gentle word sounds suvidha, you let love in Rest experience me am not really here in the past and since my body filled with early child’s emotions now distorted by cloudy glasses of the past transparent, invisible wall separates me from me and I’m real-life she down the wall that pain between me and the old stands holding the denial the old emotions into oblivion verwunscht take away barriers and barriers divide, which exists between today and yesterday, and however I meet last I can today’s accepted me feel ancient obviously quite I is now also in today what doesn’t belong to you you can’t lose am the future with love expecting I hear warning ‘ voice in me say heard it only doing it on your then it will even get too expensive and the fear of loss, was certainly is uninvited early I see why now why I always avoided finding the treasure I just fear not to overcome the pain of the loss of me failed off the life out of fear but now want to ”s have What my heart freezes all that expensive is what me belongs to me will I is only for a moment have will all that enriches me even if I eventually must be part of transience sake of if the price is to have nothing to include freedom of will I pay the price not me rather the love of things revealed to man not alive ‘ be flee to Miss scary in the old confidence is apparently for unknown yet unborn though boredom is deadly at all here forever ‘ same, we can say here without protection is tired but on the other hand also familiar habit patiently waiting here to this places new call me attracts fragrance which freedom is intrinsically love clouds float me leaves with sweet fragrance when I only go repeatedly, I hear call the unknown but I am still all too often remain, without wanting the convenience of best guest seems to me an Angel close three in number whispers me fellows, with each other, softly in the ear delicious words, Compassion tells me immediately the love with the true essence of life chute from the cup of poison opposition, which isolated the opposition, recognize brothers it as protection that see not from dire straits and will it is devoid of the juice painfully separating me from you see does not strengthen the man, bitter juices, that red light district you columns analyzing, share complementary synthesis but not conducive not are there, to create solidarity I nod to the Angel affirmatively because I see, hear, am feel quite satisfied how the words truth in my swing and sounds appropriately from my heart ‘ echo in me is Angel words reflect nectar of love healing balm of together now I trink’ you drink you broad legend of fear of meeting goodbye will through you know close. . Hear other arguments on the topic with Chevron Corp.

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