You laboured so much, that I barely have known

But for sure, for my sake, for all of us.

I never said I love you, but I do.

Though you‘ve never asked me.

Your love is overflowing

Never that I understood why

You give so much of you.

I‘m sorry for forgetting,

It only seems to be so.

But everywhere I go, you are there with me

Because you are a part of me.

So I wonder when a boy becomes a man,

And if so, how to be a real man.

I don‘t feel differently

Just a tax man in a suit

Formally informing me of my dues.

Bygones are bygones and I

Have reached my prime, the life of a man.

The forest lay bare contrasting

To my darkening belly‘s hairs,

Gently moving towards my chest.

I left you with your silence, I‘m in the dark

And you know the darkness in my eyes.

You are in the dark.

But lie is not the life I‘m living

Maybe I don‘t live at all.

Or is it the truth that bares the mask of the animal within.

Or the truth just cuts both ends.

Perhaps I‘ll find my way back then,

When I stop looking a blind stare.

The light illuminates your face

Though scathed, it‘s full of pride.

I know something has grown within.

Your love is the guiding light, though at times it is faint

To give way to the darkness

That I won‘t stare in the same darkness,

Crippling me off, I can hardly master my way.

The way that is not always easy.

How much could I thank you?

I found shelter, and you bathed me with love and care

And fed me until I‘m grown, strong

You clothed me with your wisdom

And laced me with enduring passion and power

I do think of you fondly

When the sun is in the highest,

And so is true when the night falls.

I look at the setting sun.

Replenishing the energy for the night‘s coming forth,

My feet are getting cold

But thoughts of you warm my soul.

Times there are when the dawn is never the same

Memories of those who have fallen during the night are taunting

Never forgetting, reverberating.

But you concealed so effortlessly your pain,

Wearing a smile, ‚cause you know I shouldn‘t look a blank stare

In the darkness of fallen angel.

And you rejoice with me when I saw the light

The light that doesn‘t cover the traces of the nights battles.

The light exposes the nightmare so to speak.

It‘s not the victor who rejoices

(Who would give then the Requiem for those who‘ve rested in peace?)

Your eyes don‘t look so sad, you need not worry about tomorrow,

The face you wear is worn out, but not your depth,

Sublime is your love, and the power there is.

I believe you‘ve been through all those years,

Toiling, silently suffering, You never wanted me to know the pain.

The rain is your eyes, it is the life.

Not tears of heaven.

As you would always say, The trees are greener on rainy days

And crispy leaves sway crackling whenever kissed

By the gentle breeze of spring.

The sun paints them gold and come too soon, erases the blues.

I don‘t speak of poetry , would it just confuse you

But I may say my bid this way. I don‘t know the tongue

Or afraid not perfecting it.

How would I dare say, I LOVE YOU

When I don‘t know how I do. I never did show.

Excuse me then for forgetting,

It only seems so.

But then again I‘ll say, I never wanted to leave you in the dark

My feet are heavy, but I want out.

It‘s the least travelled road I‘m treading

Hope that the same road will lead me back to you

Where I belong.


I hope the sun will come out

To celebrate the life

You will never forget and so do I, won‘t remember the rain

The flooding in my soul.

I‘ve noticed then, your hair is silver

Coloured in years with unwavering courage

You added years, but then I am sorry

Have not been there to share with you my joys.

Maybe I‘m just afraid of the shadow

Though I never doubted, you‘ll never leave me in the dark.

It only seems so,

That I forgot to bring back the light to warm your heart

I‘m afraid this isn‘t much that I can say to you

But then I‘d try


I do speak in prose, would it confuse you,

But then I don‘t know the tongue

Still, I‘d say my bid to tell you how much you mean to me.

And this I know.


Now that your gone without saying goodbye

But I have to let you go, though my heart is heavy with sorrow

I can’t bear this pain of your leaving

I miss you and I don’t know how this pain will subside.

Only time will tell until all seasons are gone

And then I’m gone hoping you’ll be there waiting for me

In where ever heaven this would be.

Until then, until we meet again!

But for now, I have to bid adieu and I Love You.



Berlin, Germany

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here is the full version of Motherlove dedicated to my mother who passed away last year!


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