My fate

O, the fate!

give me troubles, i welcome you.
give me poison to kill
my captivating wishes.
and give me brew
to nurse up the soul.
so the soul might grow bold.
and to plant it more strong
 you bring thorns a few more!

1980

Loneliness

MY GOD!

while before you do i come,
i wish to forget all.
the noisy world,
the joys and woes.
Pray,love me ever God!
desertion,humiliation
and indignant words
are the gifts of worldy lovers.
just thorns to run deep
into the solemn soul.
why shed tears?
why should i pine?
for the gone, healed wounds.
Let me find asylum here
before your dear God!.
let the life, the death,
the smiles and the pains
the dreams and the deeds
all be for you.
for nomore can i bear
this loneliness
My God!

31.3.1984