Zap.
Light consumes me.
Imprinted in my heart.

You walked through the door,
my mind flew away.

My cloudy sky cleared up.
My day was brighter.
As soon as I saw you.

I fell for you.

You changed my life,
with your presence.

You say, “It’s one-sided.”
You’re right.
Because I’ll always stand —
On the side where you are.

I know I won't hear your voice—
Calling my name from behind,
Like it used to...

But still I hear those whispers.
Whispers that make my words tremble—
Now, only in gestures
I repeat the silent vespers.

I know I have lost you.
But maybe just for a few moments.
My heart doesn't want to summon this defeat.
Kneeling down
On this deserted land—
Unable to put your name out of mind.
Like a sage enchants the mighty grace,
I say it on repeat.

Allemaal hetzelfde
en toch nog ook verschillen.
De één al aan de elfde,
een ander aan de pillen.

Tijd is kostbaar
Het is geld
Het wordt verdreven
Het vliegt

Als het stof gaat liggen
Slechts van gedacht een fractie
vertaald wordt naar een actie
Dan resten woorden zonder monden
Berouw komt na de zonde.

Life they say
is just a roll of the dice
which depends on fate
that listens
to every word
you don't say

I miss my mum
She's not dead
She's just holed up in work instead

No complaints
No regrets
But I know she hates this life when she scratches her head

I miss my mum
She's in the next room

Wanting to be free
But she doesn't leave
Because she misses me too

i’m tired of writing these poems
tired of chasing the right words
for a feeling that never wanted to be named

tired that nothing i write
comes close to the way it felt
to love you
and lose you
and still carry it all

no stanza, no line,
no late night whisper into the void
has ever been enough

the love i have for you
deserves more than language
and yet
language is all i have

bandaids on my wrist.
i wish they worked.
i wish i did.