Madrason writer

Gold Star - 37,959 Points (24-07-1967 / waalwijk netherlands)

Madrason writer Poems

1. Naked I'M Born 4/15/2009
2. Me The Joint 4/17/2009
3. Bachus Und Mercurius 4/20/2009
4. A Touch Of We 4/28/2009
5. Ik Tracht Te Zijn 4/28/2009
6. Queensday In May 5/12/2009
7. Hallelujah 5/13/2009
8. Democracy 6/3/2009
9. Crowded 8/21/2009
10. Free 8/22/2009
11. Milky Red 9/1/2009
12. Hush Hush 10/25/2009
13. Just A Kiss Of Eén Kusje Maar 12/15/2009
14. Happy New Year 12/31/2009
15. My Life A Lie 1/14/2010
16. Answers Pondering 3/14/2010
17. Rocky Mood 3/17/2011
18. Sea Of Life 3/17/2011
19. Subdued 3/17/2011
20. Universe In Love 3/17/2011
21. Fade Out 3/17/2011
22. End In Fair 3/17/2011
23. Life Is A Strife 3/17/2011
24. Reality 3/17/2011
25. She 3/17/2011
26. Enlighten 3/17/2011
27. Communication 3/17/2011
28. Belief 3/17/2011
29. Zwiespältigkeit 3/17/2011
30. Brief Aan Alle Ministers 3/21/2011
31. For This Earth We Walk 6/17/2011
32. Grow Some Hair On Teeth 11/12/2011
33. Plomp Doch Fijnbesnaard 11/13/2011
34. Dronken Van Geluk 7/8/2012
35. Kroegtijger 7/8/2012
36. Vrijgezel 7/8/2012
37. In De Schaduwranden Van Het Licht. 7/9/2012
38. Within The Shadowedges Of The Light 7/12/2012
39. Passen Op De Poes 7/14/2012
40. Gerrit's Fado 7/14/2012

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  • Zoila T. Flores Zoila T. Flores (7/12/2014 3:11:00 PM)

    Nice flaw of words about repentance.

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Best Poem of Madrason writer

Homo Universalensis

Homo universalensis


I do not look at thee
as if upon a honeybee
afraid if thy might sting
but rather as a cherrytree
that blossoms in the spring
you are not man nor woman
but of them all first human
a flower to be admired
a light desiring to be fired
your heart is beating at my door
in room 3, four or five
you jumped into my life
and pumped your virtues through
a Golden Bough to do
it is my deepest plight
here on my knees I might
bow seven times for
je t'aime and je t'adore
you and you, yes you.........

Madrason ...

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Respect....

Je hoofdje
neigt naar
de mijne
rijpe
perzik
vruchten
doen de boom
-heel even zuchten
in zijn gracieuze buigen-
leven van respect, getuigen. M

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