Oh my - what did I see,
like a re-match Bayern vs Chelsea,
only this time around,
no Drogba on the ground,
and good ol' Buffon is still so bouncy!
.. now that was a shamelessly really cool penalty, Pirlo!
"England wäre mir lieber." -Philipp Lahm's Wunschgegner -
jao .. leider leider so! Viel Glück am Donnerstag, jungs ..
To keep your mind off something, that starts to make you aching, it's best to bend the energy, into something that's quite edgy, like writing limerick which can be pretty brain twisting ... Yes, it's a limerick Blog!!
Monday, June 25, 2012
Sunday, June 10, 2012
The Oracle Idol ...
As the master left this world,
the oracle world swirled,
searching for the next star,
a talent so bizarre,
making the betting-world twirled.
The two who make the race,
it's a battle face to face,
Yvonne - the butchery-escapee,
and Xaver - who can snore like a bee,
which one can really take the master's place?
Yay for Xaver !!!! Wuf ya, Xaver xoxoxo
the oracle world swirled,
searching for the next star,
a talent so bizarre,
making the betting-world twirled.
The two who make the race,
it's a battle face to face,
Yvonne - the butchery-escapee,
and Xaver - who can snore like a bee,
which one can really take the master's place?
Yay for Xaver !!!! Wuf ya, Xaver xoxoxo
Monday, March 5, 2012
Wishes...
When the candles are blown,
wishes are flown,
high and away to the sky,
on hope as wings to rely,
and answers are yet to be known.
.. letztes Jahr habe ich alle meine Wünsche an dir verbraucht,
und heute immer noch ....
God, protect me from what i want ...
wishes are flown,
high and away to the sky,
on hope as wings to rely,
and answers are yet to be known.
.. letztes Jahr habe ich alle meine Wünsche an dir verbraucht,
und heute immer noch ....
God, protect me from what i want ...
Monday, February 20, 2012
A night to remember...
No experiment,
just tranquilly sentiment,
dine,
wine,
giddy moment.
.. and a night of Mongrels season 1 .. yeah!
just tranquilly sentiment,
dine,
wine,
giddy moment.
.. and a night of Mongrels season 1 .. yeah!
Labels:
ohlalalala
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Oh My Tea...
Waking up in the morning,
to get me whole and functioning,
i need a lovely hot tea with honey,
the right dash of milk is also key,
yes - that would bring my world in sync.
.. funny that when i actually got my morning tea without leaving my bed,
i dont feel like functioning but to stay in ohlalalala land ..
to get me whole and functioning,
i need a lovely hot tea with honey,
the right dash of milk is also key,
yes - that would bring my world in sync.
.. funny that when i actually got my morning tea without leaving my bed,
i dont feel like functioning but to stay in ohlalalala land ..
Labels:
ohlalalala,
tea
Friday, February 3, 2012
Decisions.. decisions...
Many of those I took alone,
you always pushed me to be on my own,
watching over in silence,
waving your support from distance,
sometimes warn me of all the risks to be known.
I never told you if I was scared,
always let you see how much i dared,
how i wanted you to be proud of me, dad
even sometimes it made me mad,
i never could tell if you really cared.
You are the father i always adore,
in my heart you'd stay that way forevermore,
tho in all honesty i felt deep inside,
I've lost you long before you died,
your death just opened that grieve door.
Papa, today I think about you,
while i am weighing about what to do,
I really wish for my childhood dad,
who'd bring me away from any bad,
and show me which is the right view.
why dont you steal a peek on destiny's book up there
and tell me what I should do, papa
Im tired making my own decisions when the whole universe seems to work against it.
you always pushed me to be on my own,
watching over in silence,
waving your support from distance,
sometimes warn me of all the risks to be known.
I never told you if I was scared,
always let you see how much i dared,
how i wanted you to be proud of me, dad
even sometimes it made me mad,
i never could tell if you really cared.
You are the father i always adore,
in my heart you'd stay that way forevermore,
tho in all honesty i felt deep inside,
I've lost you long before you died,
your death just opened that grieve door.
Papa, today I think about you,
while i am weighing about what to do,
I really wish for my childhood dad,
who'd bring me away from any bad,
and show me which is the right view.
why dont you steal a peek on destiny's book up there
and tell me what I should do, papa
Im tired making my own decisions when the whole universe seems to work against it.
Labels:
arrgghhhhhh,
papa
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Midweek experiment...
Night out midweek is great,
but in the days after is tough to be sedate,
so now it's time to experiment,
what will be a good replacement
instead to have fun wt your mate.
Would staying in beat that going out-
if horror movies night was about?
well, if there's anything to be learned
as far as horror movies are concerned,
they are rather good for you to make sauerkraut!
*g*
back to work brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
but in the days after is tough to be sedate,
so now it's time to experiment,
what will be a good replacement
instead to have fun wt your mate.
Would staying in beat that going out-
if horror movies night was about?
well, if there's anything to be learned
as far as horror movies are concerned,
they are rather good for you to make sauerkraut!
*g*
back to work brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Thursday, January 19, 2012
The morning after the humpyish day...
They say that wednesday is a hump day,
let's drink for the midweek and dash away,
heading to the work-free weekend,
babbling about topics in trend,
and giggling over some fun hearsay.
So time silently flew,
a pint become two before you knew,
getting home and crashed was easy,
the pain was getting up dizzy-woozy,
and facing the works still due.
work is the curse of the drinking
Oskar Wilde
let's drink for the midweek and dash away,
heading to the work-free weekend,
babbling about topics in trend,
and giggling over some fun hearsay.
So time silently flew,
a pint become two before you knew,
getting home and crashed was easy,
the pain was getting up dizzy-woozy,
and facing the works still due.
work is the curse of the drinking
Oskar Wilde
Labels:
arrgghhhhhh,
drinks,
wednesday
Saturday, January 7, 2012
Intouchables ...
I haven't laughed this much lately,
such a fun must-see comedy definitely,
honest, emotional and comical,
brilliant casts for characters so whimsical,
i'll go see it again - absolutely!
... the French surely know how to have fun :)
such a fun must-see comedy definitely,
honest, emotional and comical,
brilliant casts for characters so whimsical,
i'll go see it again - absolutely!
... the French surely know how to have fun :)
Labels:
french,
intouchables,
movie
Thursday, January 5, 2012
The Ides of March .. (Why I love dogs...)
Thought i'd watch Mr. Clooney,
give my eyes sweet-treat like honey,
but i walked out the movie,
feeling not really groovy,
an insight was right on the money.
That at the end of the day,
i had to listen to myself when i say,
it's all about individual interests,
friendship - loyalty - whatever you think dearest,
matter naught when interests come to play.
Well, Ryan Gosling was the real feast for the eyes there :))
There's hardly friendship (with human, anyway) just for the sake of it
without personal interests.
For human, without personal interest being served - everything is disposable.
Human is just that egoistical inglorious bast****.
Das mir mein Hund das Liebste sei,
sagst du oh Mensch sei Sünde.
Mein Hund ist mir im Sturme treu,
der Mensch nichtmal im Winde.
(That my dog is the dearest to me,
you say oh human, is sin.
My dog stays faithfuly in the storm,
men not even in the wind.
-Franz von Assisi-
give my eyes sweet-treat like honey,
but i walked out the movie,
feeling not really groovy,
an insight was right on the money.
That at the end of the day,
i had to listen to myself when i say,
it's all about individual interests,
friendship - loyalty - whatever you think dearest,
matter naught when interests come to play.
Well, Ryan Gosling was the real feast for the eyes there :))
There's hardly friendship (with human, anyway) just for the sake of it
without personal interests.
For human, without personal interest being served - everything is disposable.
Human is just that egoistical inglorious bast****.
Das mir mein Hund das Liebste sei,
sagst du oh Mensch sei Sünde.
Mein Hund ist mir im Sturme treu,
der Mensch nichtmal im Winde.
(That my dog is the dearest to me,
you say oh human, is sin.
My dog stays faithfuly in the storm,
men not even in the wind.
-Franz von Assisi-
Labels:
blahblah,
dog,
George Clooney,
movie,
Ryan Gosling
Friday, December 9, 2011
One thing i (don't really) want the world to know about me ..
is that i really really like this guy,
who could write and sing songs that makes me high,
sometimes even cry or hum along the happy beat,
cheering with my tapping feet,
and drawn to heart-melting words as sweet as pie.
yeah i love Phil Collins!!
.. this one reminds me when you took me to the cinema, papa..
.. and i cried on this Tarzan's song ..
Labels:
cinema,
papa,
Phil Collins,
Tarzan
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
40 days ...
It's 40 days since you're gone,
this morning i watched the dawn,
whispering my little prayer,
hope you like it up there,
hope someday again we'll share tea and scone.
enjoy and rest well, papa ...
please do let mama and tante S know that I miss them so
this morning i watched the dawn,
whispering my little prayer,
hope you like it up there,
hope someday again we'll share tea and scone.
enjoy and rest well, papa ...
please do let mama and tante S know that I miss them so
Friday, October 7, 2011
Papa...
I remember those days when,
for hours we watched those videos of swordsmen.
The days when i was the luckiest little girl,
carried on your back for a fun whirl,
you were my hero back then.
Years and miles away today,
they just said you've gone away,
the world just stood still awhile,
and agony crept like a reptile,
with memories as sweet as sundae.
why didnt we get to say goodbye, papa...
for hours we watched those videos of swordsmen.
The days when i was the luckiest little girl,
carried on your back for a fun whirl,
you were my hero back then.
Years and miles away today,
they just said you've gone away,
the world just stood still awhile,
and agony crept like a reptile,
with memories as sweet as sundae.
why didnt we get to say goodbye, papa...
Monday, September 26, 2011
Das Leben in Butter...
Friede, Freude, Eierkuchen,
so lecker kann Butter alles machen.
Alles wieder in Butter,
man wird dann frisch und munter,
als würde alles ihm nichts ausmachen.
Schön, dass DEIN Leben wieder in Butter ist.
so lecker kann Butter alles machen.
Alles wieder in Butter,
man wird dann frisch und munter,
als würde alles ihm nichts ausmachen.
Schön, dass DEIN Leben wieder in Butter ist.
Sunday, September 4, 2011
Today I can write no limerick ...
Today i can write no limerick,
as im running out of gimmick,
watching the rain,
and the empty lane,
standing weary and heartsick.
........
I love you like a river which understands
that it must learn to flow differently
over waterfalls and to rest in the shallows.
...
Not the love of a man for a woman,
not the love of a father for a child,
not the love of God for his creatures.
But a love with no name and no explanation.
Like a river that cannot explain
Like a river that cannot explain
why it follows a particular course,
but simply flows onwards.
A love that asks for nothing
and gives nothing in return;
it is simply there.
I will never be yours and you will never be mine;
nevertheless, I can honestly say: I love you.
(Aleph - Paulo Coelho)
.. for what it's worth: i forgive you ..
it is harder to forgive myself
Labels:
aleph,
heartsick,
i love you like a river,
love,
paulo coelho,
rain
Monday, August 29, 2011
Heartless...
Once there was part of a soul,
placed and offered on a hearty bowl,
the one who took it for a play,
outwit all doubts in a glorious way,
now that soul would never be as whole.
placed and offered on a hearty bowl,
the one who took it for a play,
outwit all doubts in a glorious way,
now that soul would never be as whole.
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Blurred ...
how i could get so blurred:
if trust is a word,
and if since the years of ancient,
words are ever so transient,
so isn't trusting like betting on a flying wild bird?
.. you'll never know what you're going to get by trusting words, that is ..
looks like my words don't make sense today
.. i so want that cold cold cerveza again!
if trust is a word,
and if since the years of ancient,
words are ever so transient,
so isn't trusting like betting on a flying wild bird?
.. you'll never know what you're going to get by trusting words, that is ..
looks like my words don't make sense today
.. i so want that cold cold cerveza again!
Saturday, August 6, 2011
Take a break, have a ball ...
The rabbits have brought me to the pitfall,
heck - why don't i go to have a ball,
forgetting awhile all that's troublesome,
sunny Madrid here i come,
may your beauty be a cure-all.
.. a bit less sunny would be maravilloso!
Dear all air traffic controllers, please don't strike on sunday .. next week should be ok tho
I wouldn't like to be back too soon anyway ....
Dear all air traffic controllers, please don't strike on sunday .. next week should be ok tho
I wouldn't like to be back too soon anyway ....
Saturday, July 23, 2011
The look that stole my heart ..
Oh, look at that face,
one glimpse and how my heart did race,
and it's so hard to ignore,
those sleepy eyes and the snore,
i so want to take you to my place !
how i wish i could adopt you and take you home ...
one glimpse and how my heart did race,
and it's so hard to ignore,
those sleepy eyes and the snore,
i so want to take you to my place !
how i wish i could adopt you and take you home ...
even tho i love walking and fooling around with you, i hope you'll find a home soon, Bruce ..
Monday, July 18, 2011
USA-Japan Worldcup Ladies 2011
Hope Solo might be hot,
but Ayumi Kaihori could stop the shot,
USA might be stronger,
but Japan was such a battler,
and so they won the Worldcup's jackpot.
thanks Japan, for once u helped me win a wager..
If fifa really had to put Emirate on the final show,
why didnt they pick the hunkie stewards and pilots too??
but Ayumi Kaihori could stop the shot,
USA might be stronger,
but Japan was such a battler,
and so they won the Worldcup's jackpot.
thanks Japan, for once u helped me win a wager..
If fifa really had to put Emirate on the final show,
why didnt they pick the hunkie stewards and pilots too??
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