Gedichte über die Liebe (Love Poems) By Satis Shroff
Gedichte über die Liebe - Love Poems
(Satis Shroff)
Satis Shroff is
based in Freiburg and has studied Zoology and Botany in Nepal, Medicine and Social Sciences in
Germany and Creative Writing in Freiburg and the United Kingdom. He writes
poems, fiction, non-fiction, and also writes on ecological, ethno-medical,
culture-ethnological themes. He describes himself as a mediator between western
and eastern cultures and sees his future as a writer and poet. He is dedicated
to promoting and creating awareness for Creative Writing and transcultural
togetherness in his writings, and in preserving an attitude of Miteinander in
this world. He received the Pablo Neruda Award 2017 for Poetry in Crispiano,
Italy.
BLUE
ALEMANNIC EYES (Satis Shroff)
She had short, golden hair
Wore a meek, submissive smile.
When she moved her head,
Wore a meek, submissive smile.
When she moved her head,
It was akin to a Bolshoi
ballerina
In moments of embarrassment and coyness.
Her blue Alemannic eyes were sweet and honest;
Knew neither treachery nor rebellion.
‘I was brought up to obey,’ she whispered.
Pure bliss and love sublime,
A book you could read.
Plain and straight,
Not in-between the lines.
Yet she's resolute and seeks
Perhaps stability
Or security?
A neglected childhood
With pain and punishment.
A legacy of the Black Forest
She remained soft and tender,
Submissive and sincere.
Not demanding and aggressive
Ever alert and considerate.
Murmurs and sighs filled the air.
Love became stormy and frantic.
Sweat and aphrodisiac mingled,
To create a moment of magic,
To recede in moans and whispers
And a thousand kisses.
Brought to reality
By the rays of the dying sun
And the sudden noise
Of birds coming home to roost.
A tranquillity after the tumult
Within our passionate souls.
In moments of embarrassment and coyness.
Her blue Alemannic eyes were sweet and honest;
Knew neither treachery nor rebellion.
‘I was brought up to obey,’ she whispered.
Pure bliss and love sublime,
A book you could read.
Plain and straight,
Not in-between the lines.
Yet she's resolute and seeks
Perhaps stability
Or security?
A neglected childhood
With pain and punishment.
A legacy of the Black Forest
She remained soft and tender,
Submissive and sincere.
Not demanding and aggressive
Ever alert and considerate.
Murmurs and sighs filled the air.
Love became stormy and frantic.
Sweat and aphrodisiac mingled,
To create a moment of magic,
To recede in moans and whispers
And a thousand kisses.
Brought to reality
By the rays of the dying sun
And the sudden noise
Of birds coming home to roost.
A tranquillity after the tumult
Within our passionate souls.
* * *
GEDICHTE ÜBER DIE LIEBE - LOVELYRICS (Satis Shroff)
How
silver-sweet sound lovers tongues by night,
Like softest
music to attending ears.
(Romeo and
Julia: Shakespeare)
Love
yourself
Accept
yourself,
For
self-love and self-respect
Are the
basis of joy, emotion
And
spiritual well-being.
Watch your
feelings,
Study your
thoughts
And your
beliefs,
For your
existence
Is unique
and beautiful.
You came to
the world alone
And you go
back alone.
But while
you breathe
You are
near
To your
fellow human beings,
Families,
friends and strangers
As long as
you are receptive.
Open
yourself to lust and joy,
To the
wonders of daily life and Nature.
Don’t close
your door to love.
If you
remain superficial,
You’ll
never reach its depth.
Love is
more than a feeling.
Love is
also passion and devotion.
Grow with
love and tenderness.
* * *
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