Poems of Chantal Lammerts
|1.||Always be your friend||10/6/2008|
|2.||And there stands the king||6/10/2008|
|3.||As a child grows up||2/19/2009|
|4.||before all of it is gone||10/18/2008|
|5.||Can you fall for the rain?||1/22/2009|
|6.||Catch me, Hold me||3/12/2009|
|7.||done asking why||10/18/2008|
|10.||Feeling everything so true||11/18/2008|
|11.||free, next to me||11/18/2008|
|12.||Get what I want||11/18/2008|
|13.||happy birthday tante Viola!||1/20/2009|
|14.||He wants to fly away||1/3/2009|
|15.||I get to be with you||2/14/2009|
|16.||I have to get away||12/19/2008|
|17.||I love you||11/18/2008|
|18.||I'll say, I'll sing...||12/19/2008|
|19.||I'm like a flower||1/3/2009|
what is life?
What is life; more than a delay between past and future?
What is future; when life is nothing more than a halt?
Is there anything at all? These thoughts work as a torture,
If it is nothing, is it anyone’s fault?
Did we mess up in the past?
Or are we not as important as we think?
Maybe we should enjoy it as long as it lasts,
And what if it is over in a blink?