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Gedicht / Poem A thousand dots of fever in the eyes, The armor leaks a rain of shattered glass, Beneath the weight of heavy, static skies, Where shadows of the metal soldiers pass. The shield is heavy, dragged across the floor, A circle broken by the weight of lead, He stands before the silent, closing door, With iron dreams inside a weary head. Eintausend Punkte Fieber im Gesicht, Die Rüstung leckt den Regen aus Kristall,… read more – weiterlesen Der Herr Krieger mit gesenktem Schild / (The Lord Warrior with Lowered Shield)

Gedicht / Poem The azure waves collide in emerald glass, A fractured tide that sweeps the shore away, Where orange flames within the water pass, And liquid shadows drown the light of day. No pastry crust, no cinnamon, no sweet, Just geometry that bleeds into the sky, A jagged world where parallel lines meet, To watch the old, fermented visions die. Die blauen Wellen schlagen in Smaragd, Ein Bruch der Flut, der alle Ufer frisst,… read more – weiterlesen Das ist alles nur kein Apfelstrudel / (This Is Anything But Apple Strudel)

Gedicht / Poem In neon swirls, the rodent mind awakes, A labyrinth of pink and azure dread, No cheese awaits where silent thunder shakes, The wheels of thought spin chaos in its head. A specter trapped in circles of the soul, It gnaws the edges of a fractured sun, Without a hunger and without a goal, Until the cosmic tapestry is spun. In Neon-Wirbeln wacht der Nager auf, Ein Labyrinth aus pink und blauem Graun,… read more – weiterlesen Die Dada Monster Maus / (The Dada Monster Mouse)

Gedicht / Poem The painted snout wears masks of yellow light, A circus born of ink and neon stains, Where joy is bound in heavy, black-lined chains, And laughter flickers in the dead of night. The primary colors stage a frantic fight, To hide the sorrow that the soul retains, While binary blood flows through the artist’s veins, To set the fractured, grinning stage alight. Oh, jester of the mud and golden ring, Your hollow… read more – weiterlesen Eine Clownerei / (A Piece of Clowning)

Gedicht / Poem A tangled weave of dynamic, flowing lines, Where azure streams and crimson rivers meet, Upon this canvas, chaos feels complete, As every shade in rhythmic grace entwines. No singular command the soul defines, But in this dance, the pulse is bittersweet, A revolution marching on its feet, Through indigo and amber-colored signs. Oh, vibrant echo of a silent shout, Your curves reject the prison of the square, And turn the inner essence… read more – weiterlesen Die bunte Parole / (The Colorful Slogan)

Gedicht / Poem A fractured face of crimson, blue, and gold, With hollow eyes that pierce the viewer’s soul, A jagged spirit seeking to be whole, Within a frame that cannot seem to hold. The heavy ink, so arrogant and bold, Has claimed the center, taking full control, While chaos plays its devastating role, And stories of the nameless are retold. Oh, silent witness with the splintered gaze, Your mouth is but a line of… read more – weiterlesen Was ist, was schaust Du mich so an? / (What Is It, Why Are You Staring At Me?)

Gedicht / Poem A hollow spear of blue and jagged light, It stabs the orange sky in silent rage, A wooden king escaped his glass-walled cage, Now stripped of gold and falling into night. The heavy lines define the lonely fight, Of verticality on this static stage, A geometric script on every page, To mock the thirst of every sybarite. Oh, headless vessel, floating in the glare, Your jagged edges cut the velvet blue, A… read more – weiterlesen Der Korken ohne Krone / (The Cork Without a Crown)

Gedicht / Poem The violet snout erupts in fractured light, A mosaic grunt within the neon haze, Where porcine spirits haunt the urban maze, And velvet shadows swallow up the sight. The industry of pink has lost its might, Beneath the weight of artificial glaze, A thousand pixels burn in silent blaze, To guide the hollow cattle through the night. Oh, sacred ham of transcendental hue, Your static eyes behold the void’s design, A symphony… read more – weiterlesen Zur bunten Sau Teil 2 / (To the Colorful Sow Part 2)

Gedicht / Poem A fractured sky within a leaden frame, Where scarlet bleeding puts the blue to shame. The architecture of a hollow soul, That seeks to make the broken pieces whole. No altar stands within this silent hall, But shadows dancing on a jagged wall. We worship at the shrine of sharp despair, While smelling incense in the frozen air. Ein Scherbenhimmel, tief in Blei gefasst, Wo brennend Rot das kühle Blau verhasst. Die… read more – weiterlesen Die gläserne Pein der Kathedrale / The Glass Agony of the Cathedral