Kategoriarkiv: hate

Moses Tegnell med sin stafettpinne leder svenska folket genom Corona-pestens ökenlandskap

Moses Tegnell with his baton leads the Swedish people through the desert landscape of the Corona plague De rör sig ur dunkla dis, de sågs aldrig komma I fängelser utan dörrar, tror vi att vi ska överleva… De dirigerar förlusterna … Läs mer

Publicerat i abuse, alienation, armed loneliness, betrayal, borders, copied lyrics, creativity, culture values, darkness, deserts, desirers, dreamers, faith, falsity, fragility, frihet, gloom, hate, hope, human cruelty, human rights, inspiring literature, inspiring music, inspiring songs, left aside, lies, light, living in the world, loneliness, longing, loss, lost trust, melancholy, memories, morality, opportunities, parenting, poem in English and Swedish, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, reading, rebellious lovers, repression and borders, roots, sacred, satire, Sweden view, Swedish "culture", Swedish conditions, Swedish souls, to die, transformation, translations by vonnely, troubled life, visionaries, vulnerability, walls | Märkt , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Lämna en kommentar

Mother of five (Mater Dolorosa at Rinkeby)

Mother of five, son why did you not die in my womb? From Rinkeby to Dubai now prison for life for murder? You never came back home, reading your truth in my eyes! Son, you grew up to become a … Läs mer

Publicerat i darkness, grief, hate, heartache, living in the world, lost, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, politics, reading, sadness, Sweden view, Swedish conditions, to die | Märkt , , , , , , , | Lämna en kommentar

The weed in my garden of love (thistle love)

I met a guy and I loved him but he never knew my love because he only knew the love he claimed he had for me. It was all about his feelings and never about mine. He never knew how … Läs mer

Publicerat i armed loneliness, courage, create life, desirers, dreamers, fragile, hate, heartache, heartbreaker, hjärtekrossare, leaving, life and love, loneliness, loss, lost, lost trust, love story, morality, poems by vonnely, prose poem, relationships, romance, sadness, Short prose, surviving, vulnerability | Märkt , , , , , , , , , , , , | Lämna en kommentar

A wolf got to do what a wolf got to do

A wolf hunting a deer into a village was shot yesterday, Tuesday January 29, 2019. Predators lives on hunting, eating meat. How should we be able to have wild animals in our nature if we do not allow predators to … Läs mer

Publicerat i animal rights, changes, courage, create life, food, hate, human rights, living in the world, nature, poems by vonnely, politics, reading, Sweden view, web papers | Märkt , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Lämna en kommentar

Grayest November in Sweden

  Hidden hate in my heart in Stockholm Sweden in greyest November with daylight less than 8 hours, keep the flame. That’s when an official explains to me how an expandable and adjustable shower curtain rod works. ”Buy on IKEA” … Läs mer

Publicerat i cultures, hate, Sweden view, Swedish "culture" | Märkt , , , , | Lämna en kommentar