Preface: Folks, I thought I could write a poem again. So, a REAL one, just. The last one (was also my first .... * höhöhö *) was just a test of whether I was able to write poetry at all. Then it worked out to some extent * proudly the chest swell *. This time this poem is a little longer (ten stanzas, always four lines, in cross rhyme .......) and is about ...... na? ...... na? ....... .... I just say: read it yourself ....... oh, and don't forget the picking afterwards * phew, sweat *! And now I would like to say hello to "dear" Son-GokuDaimao, who always writes "dear" clerks. With this I hug you very much. Your FFs are really great * swarm *! Oh, and if you want to see why Son-GokuDaimao is so ....... um well .......... "dear", then please have a look at my "advertising" FF in and read his commi * ggggggggggg * ......... And now, wasted enough time, we finally come to my poem.






Hero (a poem)



My life is over,


It doesn't make any sense


My soul is finally free


And I always knew where I was.






I saw you and thought


you are an annoying bitch


I always despised you


And pushed you into the corner.






You always yelled at me


And I screamed back


But you knew that without me you can't


And I'll go crazy without you too.






You have been my whole life


My elixir of life,


I saw you in my dreams


And my thoughts were always with you.






Fight after fight,


We two survived


Crisis after crisis,


And you were always there.






My faithful friend and helper,


In all these times


You almost never thought of yourself


But to me, even when we argue.





My feelings for you stayed closed


And you thought I had a heart made of stone


But actually they were open


They have always been sincere and pure.






I just couldn't show it


Because that's hard for me


Learned to hate and not to cry


They didn't really give anything.






Humiliated and forced to kill


In all these years,


But somehow you won my heart


Even you don't have to ask me about it.






And so I go there


Get out of the world


But always remember


You were my role model, my personal hero.






Epilogue: That's it. Did you like it? I hope so. And now again as a reminder ......... Don't forget picking * unruhigaufmStuhlhinundherrutsch *! Oh one more thing, I wrote another poem. Should I put it online?