Gedichte auf Englisch (Seite 15)

Not one day

There‘s not one day
that I‘m alone.
HE‘s close beside me,
JESUS, Gods lovely Son.

He never leaves me,
never strays.
He knows my path,
he knows my ways.

... and HE will guide me,
help me through.
Through paths of darkness,
paths of dew.

Until the morning once will come,
and I can say, that „I am home“!

(Gedicht läuft auch unter dem Pseudonym 'His Francis')

No shortcut

There‘s no shortcut through this valley.
May it feel as dark and frightening
like an alley without light,
narrow and tight.

There‘s only one way.
Just keep moving.
Step by step,
and day by day.

HIS word will be the lamp on your way.

That‘s what HE promised.
So just hold on and never lose sight
of HIM who is your light.

(Gedicht läuft auch unter dem Pseudonym 'His Francis')

sky

from cloudy white
over crystal blue
to deep black

home of the sun, moon and stars
bring us the light and take it again
you paint the most beautiful pictures

from dusk til dawn
let time to dream
to look into nothing
or better everything
no wonder we say
it's the home of god
let lightning strike
and rain fall

and let the clouds carry me away

all i ever do

all i ever do is a
reflection of myself
of my
hopes which screams
inside of me and spreads those
words of desire.

all i ever do is full with
experiences in which myself is growing
and throwing away the pain that
make me feel dead and guilty.

all i ever do is just a beautiful piece of art
influencing innocent People.
and i hate it because i love them so much and i drang
them into my dark and depressed Soul. i cannot do that anymore.

all i ever do
all i ever do is nothing
but at the same time

everything.

Perfect Future

Perfect Future Makes Past And Present Simple

Future, won’t you give to me a warrant of quality?
I can imagine, but I don’t see:
Present keeps me thinking of the past.

I am sticking to the past, present is running fast.
Future is hope, but present is live.
Thoughts of future puncture present life.

Yesterday’s pains still pierce, today future sorrows look fierce.
We can imagine, but we can’t see.
Hope is dope, makes past and present fade.

Hypnotizing prophecy, self-fulfilling „Wait and see“:
Mortgage on reality is blackmail of today.
First instalment on the future NOW.

For Heidi (Hein Baumgarten, April 18th, 1985)

Heinrich Baumgarten

Gedichte auf Englisch - Seite 15

Not one day

No shortcut

sky

all i ever do

Perfect Future