I've started writing some poems to find a new way to express myself. These are probably not nobel price ones, but enjoy me.
There is the ordinary smile
which everybody should have in a while.
There is the exhaustive laughter
that makes one feel more prosper.
Continue with a small grin
which is not a sin.
We have the ecstatic scream
which feels like a dream.
Then is a retiring smile
occurring in an overworked while.
Further a hidden glimpse
that makes someone's heart rimpse.
One can see the aggressive smile
which brings disgust with a while.
But the last one is your,
when will you pour?
Feb 13 2006, the Butterfly
A longer one is The Game of Chess.
The next is The Chinese Room about an indirect way of communication.
A bit more sad is the Broken Rose,
But a funny one about a Black Rose.
Further a soft one about the Cat,
and a retiring one about Feierabend.
Later on I translated some German pop song into English