My Poems
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[edit] Intro
Sometimes,
When I'm on the road,
Driving my car,
Small things happen
in front of my eyes.
Small events,
spotted in a blink of an eye...
And those occurencies (and thoughts)
I want to capture,
describe
and share...
Enjoy !
Gimycko
[edit] My Poems (English)
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[edit] I want to go to sleep
January, 1st 1995
I want to go to sleep
To never wake up again
So I can make the bridge
In time
I want to know the world
Her future and her past
But I am just a man
I'm mortal
So God, give me the chance
To make it all come through
So let me go to sleep
Forever
Meer van dat Gimycko...het is fantastisch, I like it. S.
[edit] Druid Wisdom
July, 2nd 2002
Sister Moon and Brother Sun
They were there when it all begun
They’ll be there at the end of time
When the bells of the Apocalyps chime
[edit] Living
March 19th, 1993
Living
is
Loving
and
Laughing
and
Leaving.
I love it !
That’s life.
[edit] Think
March 22nd, 2003
You better think
Before you act
That’s no advice
It’s just a fact
So if you act
Before you think
You can be sure :
Your boat will sink...
[edit] Manual
May 1st, 2003
Write, for me, the manual of Life
Because there are no certainties
The only certainty is Death
(For all the occurencies)
A manual, full of warranties...
[edit] Reality-Awakening...
Decembre 5th, 2004
And suddenly you realise
You are alone
(And you cry yourself to sleep)
Because you know you have to make it
On your own...
(You always walk alone !)
[edit] Residents
May 2nd, 2003
We are all
Residents of Earth
From the moment
Of your birth
Until the moment
That we die
Human, bird, fish
Or fly...
[edit] Cry
April 11th, 2003
Why do babies
Cry at birth ?
They don’t want to
Come to Earth !
They lived a dream
In paradise...
But they took them
By surprise
They don’t want to
Live on Earth.
That’s why babies
Cry at birth.
[edit] I've sold my soul
June 3rd, 2002
I've sold my soul to the Devil
And now he is coming to collect it
He always appears at night
And mostly unexpected.
A glimpse, a shadow on the door
A blink, a rimple in the floor
A ghost, an image or a face
On the ceiling or behind the lace !
I can not run,
I can not hide
So stay with me,
Troughout the night !
[edit] Shallow Life
January 13th, 2004
You just have a shallow life.
Yeah, you’re married to your wife.
You have two kids and a cat
And a mistress in your bed.
Yeah, you own a credit-card,
Have a pond in your backyard.
But you have a job you hate
And your chopper is your faith.
It is just a shallow life.
Yeah, you’re married to your wife.
You have two kids and a cat.
But you’re forty and you’re fat...
[edit] My Poems (Dutch)
[edit] Wat ik zou willen...
30 oktober 2004
We werken ons kapot !
We zitten in de file.
We voelen ons een vod
En lichten onze hielen !
Geen stress en geen gezaag
En ook geen klotepillen !
Een pilsje met een kraag,
Dat is wat ik zou willen !
[edit] Fiets
07 februari 2003
Daar staat een dame met een fiets
En die dame, die doet niets !
Dus, die fiets, die blijft daar staan
En is het verhaal gedaan,
Want er gebeurt verder niets
Met die dame en die fiets !...
[edit] Ladies Night Out
10 oktober 2008
Ze dragen
Truitjes met ruitjes
En rokjes
En sokjes.
De meisjes gaan op stap !
[edit] My Limerics (Dutch)
[edit] Slaap zacht
08 juni 2008
Een onbekende vrouw uit Oostende
Die ik enkel van forum en mail kende
Mailde mij : "Slaap zacht !
'k wens je een goeie nacht !"
Dus zal ik maar een kusje terug zenden.
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