#231 (too young, still)

I brushed off the ignorance of my youth with every single stroke each letter put in place I opened up some space to let knowledge pour in for wisdom I am too young, still   © Matthias Geh, 20th March 2018


#215 (scissors)

unraveling the knots in her fears cutting up the net of doubt cast upon her mind athirst for sleep mental scissors she forged a word of trust                                                                               a compassionate touch a confident glance   © Matthias Geh, 13th March 2018  

#173 (darkness pierces every corner)

the ones you lost have now been found riding like mad a merry-go-round the one to hell and back, my dear don't fear the reaper for she's near the gift of life the prize of dying we grind and toil and keep on trying three wishes granted if you dare mischievous fairies they don't care … Continue reading #173 (darkness pierces every corner)

#141 (a delicate shield)

grey clouds weighing him down someone stole some sleep his dreams were found drained on the bottom of a landfill his eyes open and close in the rhythm of the typewriter his grandmother left him as a parting gift escaping the feeds of misery tucked into his shirt a sprig of lilac blossoms a delicate … Continue reading #141 (a delicate shield)

#133 (the whole history of your liver)

insults fallen from a babbling tongue rolling down my round shoulders rotting behind my ass like I give a shit yet I do scraping at my pride but the whole history of your liver makes me shiver as pride turns to pity my thoughts mix with the yarn I've been threading for years to remember … Continue reading #133 (the whole history of your liver)