P.S. A Burp!

just a poem it was
A poem of love at most
in the form of

a flower,
a rainbow,
a bird ,
a tune,
a word ,
a picture

Some came in written
in technological terms
Some quantized
as futuristic incense

You have sensed it all
the untold
Even long before my say

Not ‘the all’ go though
You know … once you can close yourself,
set a fence…

but in that latter case
although you may have done your best
to shut these gates
It seems they have reached premises against
without my knowing
aethēr so lucid does trespass
once built an absolute bridge through souls of equivalent selves.

Each n every time is  mine a hopeless cry to make you furious ?
A touch at the physical and meta-physical to eventually develop anti-sense?

Naturally so easy
As you reside at an exact opposite side of me

Angered n equally frustrated
in rage of a momentous burst
You  sell my identity
to a dreadfully operating net-entity
and target me as if to spears
oh how that really hurts
maybe you wished so
but no not really

a boomerang brings in a rhyme
of a thoughtless action
returns it to the center of a rotating spiral
where you stand
the exact opposite end

I won’t allow though
You to frown
this way you learned to simmer n cool down
became a clown of your own ghost town
as we’re entangled beings
already since sometime

so let me just also have fun
Instead of you- bring me down
On the competing wheel game of up n down
Oh no there we sit not anymore!

Realize to have targeted a wrong one
Once it is so much alike  an opposing side or a town or a crown
Of you and both eventually you!
So wonder in sane what did I do
And put a SPAM mask on
To warn me through
and clearly do as if you were one of them:
an Intellect-Deficient-Agent scam.

So let me just  P.S.  a burp here now
Haven’t learned to develop gallstones of anger to compete thyn
but joy at most with a parasympathetic smile
Take it as a blessing if you like or a teasing
that she has you loved so without your willing
and equally convert it to a bile.

lyrics to a sad love song :

Here is a song by Robbert van Nispen and Alin Duraduryan:

by Alin the Lullaby version


by Robbert the Revisited version:

It’s one km. to Noordwijk
lyrics: by Alin

I cycle to make a safe place today
only for you and I  My Love

a place thoughts daren’t trespass
cause a thought of you would kill you My Love

It’s now one km. to Noordwijk!
Gee I haven’t pulled off the – that far

may you be a  bee
a grizzly or a shining star
ain’t other route
but minds of you lead me

oh where art thou My Love
It’s now one km. to Noordwijk!
oh where art thou My Love



It went like a flight – that biking yesterday
After a hibernation period of months
It was my big deal – hahah the 25 kilometers
but was not planning to…

that’s what made it a good deal
besides the perfect brand new roads

not thinking about something at times

keeping it aside just
let the wind take you towards the music in your head

then I saw the board say
1 km Noordwijk

oh well I would have never imagined to have gone so far … so fast

my phone says: don’t forget to buy milk! 😉
I text a swift reply just:
it’s one km to NRDWYK! ;D

The beach , the sun: It’s end May now.
I am there to write a song
but I forgot
sitting just
until I got back the route
I remembered I can forget
I can forget just!
I said pleased – and kept it aside

wind against me now
I remember
there should have been a song to this road
maybe a song of love or you

It was a bumblebee though
to awaken me
my will
to dash through
but to also cooperate with the wind against

the head falls right
the body moves a stable rhythm
as if building something somewhere else
i am all outside now

and a sudden thought of you
breaks it all

shouldn’t have done so
I have never seen then
the dead pigeon by the road

shouldn’t have crystallized the thoughts of you through
but blow you
and the I with you
to be united
like a dandelion
in the wind
my love