Poems about Vienna



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№ 1205747

Vienna Teng - Tower (Me right now)

The one who survives by making the lives
Of others worthwhile
She's coming apart
Right before my eyes
The one who depends on the services she renders
To those who come knocking
She's seeing too clearly what she can't be
What understanding defies

She says I need not to need
Or else a love with intuition
Someone who reaches out to my weakness
And won't let go
I need not to need
I've always been the tower
But now I feel like I'm the flower trying to bloom in snow

She turns up the light
Anticipating night falling tenderly around her
Watches the dusk
The words won't come
She carries the act so convincingly
The fact is sometimes she believes it
She can be happy with the way things are
Be happy with the things she's done

And yet I need not to need
Or else a love with intuition
Someone who reaches out to my weakness
And won't let go
I need not to need
I've always been the tower
But now I feel like I'm the flower trying to bloom in snow

Reach out, hold back
Where is safety
Reach out and hold back
Where is the one who can change me
Where is the one
The one

Reach out, hold back
Where is safety
Reach out and hold back
Where is the one who can save me
Where is the one
The one

I need not to need
Or else a love with intuition
Someone who reaches out to my weakness
And won't let go
I need not to need
I've always been the tower
But now I feel like I'm the flower trying to bloom in snow

I feel like I'm the flower trying to bloom in the snow
The danger and the power
Friend and the foe


tower,  vienna.

Author: Daylight 4U2C
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Date: 03/04/2020


№ 1193704

Vienna

I want to go to Austria
And taste the cake

Visit every stone-
Wedged cafe
And watch the
Chocolatier

Oh this life is
Wonderful
Where I can fall
Asleep and
Meet you in
Vienna


vienna.

Author: Sarah Richards
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Date: 23/03/2020

№ 1155360

Prayer atop St. Stephan's Church in Vienna

Surround us in white light so that we may be your eternal servants of good
Temptation is pervasive as we remember what we should
Intend our curiosity
Empower creativity
Deliver us from evil
So we may live eternally
Amen


atop,  church,  prayer,  st,  vienna.

Author: Julia
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Date: 17/02/2020

№ 1132286

Vienna, 1913

At the Cafo Central
Leon's guest is late.

And so instead
He plays chess
With an artist.

A strange little man.
Not much to say

At the moment.


When Joseph finally arrives
He eyes the stranger
With suspicion
And refuses his offer of a game

For now.


vienna.

Author: Higgs
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Date: 27/01/2020


№ 1118471

Vienna, Am I Keeping You Awake?

My mother coloured your hair wet sand. My Nonno questioned me on your being, what colour your eyes are, your hair; he wants to meet you. One of the most important men in my life wants to sit with you and confound you with his Italian accent. He will likely offer you wine, ask you to come see the garden, take part in tasks my Oma has assigned, tell you about all the times we've broken his hammock, look at all the agates he and her have collected, he will tell you of me as a child, what I become in his embraces and through his songs. My Oma will talk to you sweetly, she will probably ask you about religion, I will not try to shield you of this, you could laugh, it would be alright. She will ask you about me, what are your favourite parts, what are your favourite parts. She will ask about what wonder you found in me; she will offer you blueberry pancakes, fried ham, maple syrup. You wonder so often why I told my parents, why my whole family knows of your existence. It is solely because you matter to me; because the more time I spend with you the more you become a part of me. And if I am to grow into another person, it is pertinent they see and know who it is I am growing to. Just as sitting with you and your brother in your basement is something to you as is my family seeing and knowing you. I want them to know that you are an ocean, wet sand and eyes like sea. There is nothing like you. The scent of you like sun and warmth and something drunken in. I wish I could swallow stacks of your picture just to keep you close to me only for a little while longer. There is so much of you that I want only for me.


awake,  keeping,  vienna.

Author: magnoliajelly
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Date: 15/01/2020

№ 1047344

Vienna again

Hi from the plane,
Vienna again.
Thinking of how I caused so much pain.

To myself I confess
That I'm feeling the stress
Wondering if that's now my life, more or less.

All day on the phone
And yet, so alone,
Staying so busy, no time to atone

Am I free at last?
It all went so fast.
Is this what I wanted? To destroy our past?

I still can't believe
I could finally leave
I don't even know if I'll get a reprieve.

I feel like I've been fired
So terribly tired
And all for a myth about being inspired.

Now here while I fly,
Around me just sky,
I know I need time just to understand why.

If I died today
While running away
I ponder the things I'd have wanted to say

If this is the end
Unable to mend
I'd want you to know that you're my best friend

I know you and care for you, think of you still.
I've loved you. I love you. I always will.


vienna.

Author: JC
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Date: 11/11/2019


№ 975695

Vienna

The night draws pictures in my mind, I find in them a poetry that lines up perfectly with me,
And I look carefully, don't want to smudge the artistry of pictures made from poetry.
The night can please me, slow and easy, one step at a time and each step I take is mine alone,
They echo down along the frame filled walls within me and fill me with such confidence that no pretence could mask.
I ask only this, one night time kiss, one more time around the block before I knock the light off.


vienna.

Author: John Edward Smallshaw
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Date: 07/09/2019

№ 820292

Rabbi.... Vienna.....1653

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~< >

~)(

Whose child goes there?

Does anybody know?

: :

How long has this thing called wisdom

Been around?

//

What?

Only 3 days!

I thought it woulda been for

At least a billion years

| |

And yet

Why is there so much hatred

& fear?

; : :

&

After all these years

Nothing really much is going on

| |

Sweet sweet day

Oh how sweetly plays it song

& we

Up and down on a swing

Trying to remember
Something

( yeah

There is really something I gotta remember )


rabbi,  vienna.

Author: jeffrey robin
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Date: 19/04/2019

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