28 februar 2021

Various poems

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I feel divided in two;
A mind with no body to rest upon
and a body that feels very much alone.

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If you want to stand out
you will be exposed
like a drawer from a chest
everyone can look inside

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Children want the sun, but parents give them withered leaves.

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It is hard to accept our illusions
so we get distraught, complain and criticise.
It is good we don't accept them
so don't get upset when others gets upset.
Tell them the reality instead.

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No wonder he looks 
like a monster to you
when you look at him 
as through a magnifying glass.

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Everybody is the same
in different ways.

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The womans wounds
gives blood to the child.

Suffering is the price
for the gift of love.

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How can they be right about you
when their view at you is askew?

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It's a starry sky night.
The houses are lying down,
the trees bends to the ground
I wanne go home to the minute-hand
that calls me in the daytime
while the door is ajar.

I belong here 
where the home whisper on my throat
I only long for a man who can fence it in.

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I'm impatient
because I have waited
an unbearable amount of time
in vain
and don't want do it again.

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If you neglect love
when communicating with another
you make them feel inferior.

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The rain cloud bursted inwards
and put me at the peak of the ocean.

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Sex is everything.
Love is even more.

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I often get depressed into the ground.
Other times upset by the forces in it
and trample on the surface.

It's so tight down there
skin and flesh disappear
and the old water runs out.

Today I was released and could jump
because my skin was there 
to safekeep my heart.

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I curl like withered grass
through a hollow in the ground
to suck ground water.

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Light of life

Life smiles like light
through a womans open mouth
that has chewed over so much 
her teeth are gone.

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My heart can't crush.
It isn't hard.
It is the crust on it that can.

I writhed the heart out of it.
The blood will flow!
Now I can feel the soft flesh.

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I have only a heart to fullfill.
It is filled by love.

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Questions you ask God is like arrows you shoot.
The more precise the phrasing, the straighter it flies.
The more riveted it is, the better the head of it will hit.
The stronger your desire to know the answer is,
the more power the arrow has to hit it.

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The night I walked up the black hill
I pressed myself through my white face
so it cracked and looked like the moon
behind fine offshoots.

Without my face I could see inside 
an offspring shine in the dark.

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Did you cause the beam through my wall
by thinking fondly of me? 
It split my dark thoughtstrip in two.

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If I become small as a sperm cell
I can enter the substance of mother of life.

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The fetus

A glowing lump is growing in me
to a pointy mountain piercing the ice.

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My baby is the feeling 
I get after lovemaking.

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My longing runs out of me
and after you who went away.

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Freedom without boundaries
is just boundaries.

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Justice is right in heaven,
but it's not my right to have at earth. 
I can always choose to be rightous, though.

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I can not withstand
the one I understand.

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When I arise to gladden hearts
the sorrow of the world is under my feet.

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I am taken by what I can not express
because I don't want to know about it.

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The devil abase me so much
I sink down in darkness;
Eternal hell.

He consumes me by full moon
like a beast
so I disappear quickly.

Not able to express myself,
no noble quality.
Just despair.

He fills my body up. It swells
so I can only feel that
and not my essence.

His facial expressions are ghastly
to frighten me the most
and his behaviour so deceitful
I feel I'm full of holes.

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Emptyness is the other side of craving.

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When we are free we can choose
and choose the good.

The unfree can only protest 
against evil or be its slave.

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People are not lazy, but unmotivated.
We are not the body that wants to rest.
We are spirit that wants to fly 
and dance with joy, but are weighed down 
by the physical.

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With a negative focus there is room for nothing.
With a positive one there is room for everything.

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If you search behind the sorrow at night
joy will come to light.

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When you find all the pieces together
you will see everything is alright.

If you can't see that everything that happens is right
it is your attitude that is wrong.

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Do not call me sharp and I will not call you dull.
Even though I can see through bullshit somewhere
doesn't mean I can do it everywhere.

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How can you be mortal
when you can discover
something eternal?

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Our divine yearning is the strongest,
but it is overshadowed by physical desire 
and the vain ego hampers its unfoldment.

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Lust that conquers the will
leads to perdition.

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If I can't show love
I don't bother being here.


27 februar 2021

Poems about relationships in English and Norwegian

 Mr. Hubris


Cold you called me.

You were my only company, though.

Tore my heart apart and from bone

with the icicles from the stone heart you own.


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Du har et tredelt hjerte.
Delene er sammenføyd
og arrene viser et fredsmerke.


Sett utenfra står det opp-ned,

men ikke ovenfra slik du ser det.

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I light a yellow candle

as if it's our fellow vandal.

I hope he shout as he burns

and dies as I blow it out.


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No understanding.


When I talk

you talk what I say away.


When I open up

you put up a wall.


When I'm optimistic

you're sceptical.


You are no friend of mine.

I'm never gonna tell you what's on my heart again.

Because you don't want to understand.

You want to stand above me.


You never even try.

You never ask my why and how.

You never ask me why I'm shy.


You want to see my body only.

Feel it and put your self in it.

Hide in me as if I'm empty,

so you don't have to see any.


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You're eating me.

Can not forgive,

can not digest,

so you keep on eating.


But I can digest,

I can forgive, so I grow,

while you are weakened,

under the burden of the guilt

you can not get rid of.


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Mr Pretend he is normal

is so unusual.

No insight in any mind,

can not forgive and leave behind.


With no empathy to understand

creepy he cross the line

and act so crazy he blows my mind!


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Min hud er tynn uten fett under

og med kun et tynt lag muskler

går dine stikkende ord pil-rett inn

i organene mine.

Så ja, jeg blir fornærmet.


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Jeg skjærer dypt i papiret

med blyanten

istedenfor å skjære i armen med kniven.


Likevel renner det blod fra halsen

og ned til brystet

hvor de drypper ned på papiret

i hjerteformer.


De treffer dine blinde punkt

som dekker hele arket;

Det rene og feminine.


Du la så en skygge på det.

Ville ha det bort,

men da ble det røde sort.


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You don't get me, but ignore,

so I close the door.


You are no fun

not taking me seriously

and don't value sincerity.


You've always had your door closed

so this is fair.

You have only care for your own despair.


But you keep on pounding

and try to force your self in,

but with only threats and no regrets

you'll burn out like a cigarette.


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A man who can't say sorry

is a lonely man.


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No Body

Your view is important to me
so I become what you think of me 
and melt my body away; 
You see me as nobody.

How can I have matter
when my view don't matter to you?
I try to make you aware 
by appearing more like air.

If you don't see my point then
I hope my bones get edgy enough 
to make a hole through the wall 
you have put up towards me.

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Ikke tro du skjønner hva jeg er
når du ser på skyggebildet
med ryggen mot lyset.

Du ser ikke engang omrisset av min kropp,
kun formen på en tykk, lang jakke.

Om du tror beskyttelse mot kulde
viser mitt sanne jeg
vet du sannelig lite om meg.

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Peter


I created a way to be

on the surface

to be seen.


With you I can just be.

Anyway you'll see.

That calms me.


I'm not used to be

vulnerable with

somebody.


I am used to scream

to be heard

by closed ears.


I don't need to fight with you

who has let yourself

be beaten by love already.


I am defeated

by your heartbeats

within me.


The mask slips away.

Too stiff

to follow the movement.


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Jon


Pisces


I use my flamethrower on you

so your waters perhaps evaporates

and your two fish is in fear of suffocation,

because you are being fishy again;

With one fish towards me and the other against,

which is very irritating.


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The Swiss tourist Daniel.


You are smart; Friendly.

Observing to see if you fit in somewhere;

An open mind you can stick your head into

or a soft body to sink against.


Soon you will just leave me

to be a face in the air to remember.


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Michael


Jeg strekker meg etter min elskede,

men når han er for trett til å komme og kysse meg

slikker jeg solen stedet og rekker min tunge til vinden.


Luften går ut og inn til bunnen av meg.

Jeg sykler med åpen munn

til han vil komme med tungen sin.


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If you have never experienced a heartbreak before

I understand you are just looking for fun

and with your approach to women

you will never experience it either.


Pretty sad really, because even though it hurts

you would experience a depth more interesting

than sex can ever be.


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You texted me: Hi, 
that you should never have said good bye.
Then you came, stayed for a bit and said: 

We ought never to meet again!,
but left me with the taste of your dick in my mouth forever.

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Når jeg var opptatt av deg
og du var borte fra meg​
var også jeg fra meg
og ble vill.

Så nå har jeg tatt deg 
fra topp til tå inn i meg
så jeg kan kjenne deg
når jeg vil.

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I fear you are a pig
that get slippy from the mud you roll around in.
When you splash and think I am in on it it's scary
because I am a cat that wants to be dry behind the ears.

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After I told him how fucked up I was
he said: You're an angel!

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Mitt lange hår omfavner ditt korte.
Ditt hode går inn mellom bena mine
helt opp i mitt hode.

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Jeg vil rydde vannet
av landet mellom oss.


Vise grunnen til det
som omgir oss alle.


Så vi bestandig

kan gå til hverandre.

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Mannens romslige, varme blikk
smelter jenta fra mammaens grep
og kaller frem den innesperrede kvinnen bak de to
med ro i sitt sinn til å utføre livskallet.
Jenta kan leke fritt når kvinnen kan elske.

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Tomhet er baksiden av suget

Å spise, røyke eller ruse seg hjelper ikke.
Suget er mer omfattende.
Tomheten rommer hele meg,
så jeg vil trenge gjennom deg
slik at tomheten som følger med
gir hver celle som blir berørt av ditt innerste
plass til å vibrere.

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Jeg vil svelge meg
og fordøyes i ryggraden.

Hengi meg til kroppens dans
av kjærlighet

til buktende armer og ben
og smelte inn i din tunge.

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If you don't want to feed and protect me

I don't need you as a buddy


I need you to wrap yourself around me

so I can unwrap myself


and lose face

when the world is a fist in mine

and I'm lost

and all i want to do is get into you.


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Skal du nærme deg en kvinne

bør du gjøre det med ørene.


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Sometimes I feel so different

and distant from the men I talk to.

As a bird singing from a branch on a tree.


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Klaus


Jeg holder deg i kinnene

i stedet for å kysse

fordi din tunge er uten ende.


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Jeg har fått nok av katteaktige menn
som bare vil gni seg inntil noen
for så å gå
uten tanke på andre enn seg selv etterpå.

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Han etterlot seg fire tomme bokser med øl.
Var så tørst han helte det hele i seg
og etterlot restene til meg,
som om jeg var interessert.
Han likte vel å tro det, 
men han smelta på tunga.

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Den har uhell i kjærlighet
som treffer de som blander den med spill
og enten jukser for å vinne
eller ikke er redd for å tape.

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To kiss is the way I love
and I love the way you kiss.

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I'm not a secret admirer. 
Neither am I an admirer of secrets.
I'm an open book
where what was left out is brought back.

But I can't hand it to you.
It takes a life-time to read it through,
and the last page is yet to be written.

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I'm a deep red rose. 
Admired for beauty,
despiced for my thorns,
but I don’t stand here for you to pick on me
so why get mad when my thorns stick thee?

The thorns are my darkness sticking out.
When you get too close they fasten you
like a captivating mirror 
that reflect what you’ve hidden;
The unknown that scares you
and the shortcomings you blame on me.

I need my thorns for my fragile stem
from the desire that will pick me
and the rage that will take me.

When you take me out of the ground 
and I get hysterical you step on me and leave.
If you respected me you would heed the thorns outside of me.

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Michael

I reach out for my love,
but when he is too tired to kiss me
I ride my bike between the trees,
lick the sun and stick my tounge out to the wind.

I cycle with open mouth,
letting the air go in and out to the bottom of me 
untill he will come and lick me deeply.

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Michael


Jeg strekker meg etter min elskede,

men når han er for trett til å komme og kysse meg

slikker jeg solen stedet og rekker min tunge til vinden.


Luften går ut og inn til bunnen av meg.

Jeg sykler med åpen munn

til han vil komme med tungen sin.


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Du kaller meg egoist som gråter

uten å forklare grunnen.


Men det er jo det jeg gjør
når jeg vasker bort det som hindrer meg i å se;
tømmerstokker, tunge.


Jeg hulker så de skakes opp
og faller ned.

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Daniel

You call me selfish when I cry
without making clear for you why

but that is exactly what I do
when I wash away what hinders me to see;
Timber, heavy.

They shake up and fall down
when I sob vigorously.

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Jeg var luften du fantaserte i
og førte for langt av sted.
Forfengelig som bare det.

Til jeg pekte på moralen.
Da plutselig stanset du
så jeg datt ned.

Du fattet meg aldri opp etter det
og jeg fant deg ikke noe sted.

Du var tilbake
i din innestengte atmosfære.

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Du sier jeg er for mager
hvorfor ser du da så sultent på meg?

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Jeg ser ditt begjærlige blikk.
Du eser av gjæren,
jeg krymper i fortærelsen.

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Når du ikke avfeide meg,
men kjempet deg fram for å nå meg
selv om jeg forsvarte meg,
trykket en stråle seg gjennom alt mitt mørke
inn til min indre lysflate.

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Im slipping out of your hands.
Do you pretend not to see it
or aren't you strong enough to hold me?

You can't hold me up on a sugar top.
I long to go down to the ocean.

As I'm fighting to tell you about my fear
the sugartop breaks down
and melts by my tears.

I fear this round will end in a break up
now that there is no mountain between us.

don't need to be lifted, just embraced and seen
behind my face, please be strong for me.

You insist that you love me,
so give love where it's needed.
You are giving a coat to a girl who's hearts bleeding.

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