– einmal freiheit –

ich hab nicht mal gemerkt wie die sonne unterging & gerade frage ich mich ob du auch an mich denkst ich gänseblümchen entrupfe & mir selbst beim atmen zuhöre der himmel ist so schön gerade schade, dass du ihn nicht sehen kannst ich höre worte verstehe die leute nicht sagen es ist bald zu gehen…

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sense of belonging – poem

I know your voice, it sounds so tenderI feel music from your tongueThe way you say each word &Wait for me to fill up with suspenseWhile I watch around the streets& thinkWe might see the same side of the moonJust with a different scenery You laugh when I tellI’d like to see you danceWe would…

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Inside a flower

We lost our silence  It was indeed  Better to talk to someone  Than to imagine  Anything more Beyond the reach of  Anonymity  Still in porcelain hands of one another  I wished secretly to sleep  In the blossom of this flower  Send me a picture that you think is fitting for this poem 🙂 it might…

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Why you should marry yourself

Every day is unique on its own. Just think about it – even if a day seems to have the same tasks, the same agenda, it is never like yesterday or the day before. Let’s appreciate this for a moment because, how boring life would be if we knew what comes! Sometimes we seem to…

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One more day, one more page..

What can I say? There are books that you can read just out of simple joy. You shouldn’t feel guilty doing so at all from time to time. Everything is an experience. It will be useful at some point. So, there is literally this one book currently that I just cannot stop thinking about, it…

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A love letter to Elizabeth Gilbert

For those of you who may not know her, Elizabeth is the author of „Eat, Pray, Love“ (2006) and „Big Magic“ (2016). She also gave many talks about anxiety, creativity, curiosity and writing. I really much recommend you to listen to her TEDTalks if you haven’t done so far. To me, she has become a…

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Why Valentine’s Day sucks

Someone wrote me some months ago that I should post something about love. The message sounded much like “You are a girl you must have written something about love, why not share it ?“ maybe that is a bit exaggerated but I got the point, even though I know many boys who also write about…

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Milch und Honig für eine bessere Welt

Schwarzes Buch. Vielleicht 200 Seiten. Weiße Bienen starren mit ihren Gitteraugen auf die den fremdartigen Namen der Autorin- Rupi Kaur. Wenn wir mit dem Daumen die Seiten wie bei einem Daumenfilm vorbeiziehen lassen, den ken wir es ist nicht viel, nicht viel Text, aber viele Zeichnungen, doch hinter wenig Worten können sich viele Gedanken verbergen.…

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