You
who knows life
and who is living
where the wind strikes hard
and where the cold
is like a whisper
from when
you still could wish
why dont you
reach out youre arms
grabs the wind
kisses it
like and old friend
there is news
from the old days
the gates you shut
has been opend by one
who wants to know
what you saw
one
who knows life
and knows what it whispers
when it laughs
with its balled head
and smell of death
>Die Stimme ist etwas zu weit hinten___.... kann man nicht verstehen.... , das Lesen verwirrt, man weiß nicht, in welcher Zeile man ist....
Sabine
My dear man.
Very, very god. The rhythm is fantastic and the words are strong 
I really like your poems!
And the music is great.... interesting and creative!
Voice .... you did very well... rhythm and modulation.
LG samp
Music develops into a very own special sound... FAV
