Kategori: Poems 🇬🇧

There are words that stab your chest There are words that heat up your brain There are words like a deadly test… …words like endless pain There are voices like spears in your ears There are voices like threats in your eyes There are voices like an engine for your tears… …voices like lies There…

The soft blanket of the sea,a cradle for a sleepy sun.The lines of the horizon can bea limit to the fun.The dull colors of the sky,a palette of chosen things.The light sleeps like a flywithout eyes and wings.The day goes to sleep,the light will come soon.The night is dead,resting on the moon. © Björn Blomqvist…

Time lies in the shadowsEternity shines like the sunNothing exists in the lightwhen I grope in the dark © Björn Blomqvist 2024-02-03

Heading down to the ground in a city full of art Look what I found when I followed the heart Boats, side by side, day and night Perhaps, nothing to hide until it’s light The Amstel’s town, a nobel royal place a man with a crown on his head some days Close to the royal…

Cold as the night’s breezewhen the heart has a choiceTwo ways through the treescuts the emotional voice Snowy, white and clearand a path, so smart……at lastA walk out of the fearby the echo of the heart ©️ Björn Blomqvist 2023-03-28

A vacuum, equally hollow like the rumours I hear Be calm but don’t follow like the greatest fear On my knees, I’m standing until the truth is revealed Soon, it comes to a landing until my lips are sealed © Björn Blomqvist 2022-12-09

A sensitive soulin a fragile bodyA house of cardsfalls with the jokersthrough the moundwho cries at night © Björn Blomqvist 2022-11-24

The cracks of the mirrorin the clearest waters,travel with the speed ofthe waves from an invisiblestorm, straight throughmy shaky body The veins on the surface,are splashing at the rocksin my eyes when thesun’s rays shine againstthe delicate layersof my thin skin © Björn Blomqvist 2022-11-14

A pinch of questionslies in a pot when the heatrests, deep in thefreezer’s box of answers.Ingredients fall to the floor,such as love, frustrationand a spicy mix, made bytemptation’s curiosity. © Björn Blomqvist 2022-10-22

On a spot in the shadow, I’m standingalone, empty and filled of silenceBehind the flames by fears, I’m landinguntouched, humbled and out of violence © Björn Blomqvist 2022-10-11

The ocean, a place of lovethat flows on the emotional waves Your heart opens up to sailin a boat through all loving winds The sea water splashes aroundon you, to cold the sexual heat My coast, is in the armsof everything you sailed for… …in the end of an armada of love © Björn Blomqvist…

Traces far awayfrom the startSomething in alifetime, a melodyto survive Too many chancesout of reachEverything in amoment, wordsto heat a heart © Björn Blomqvist 2022-08-13

A surface, white as the sheets, dry and high above your wet body, reflecting the softness in your skin. Two heads on a pillow and shiny eyes to the ceiling, brings the blanket to the floor. An act of love without audience, in a room filled of emotions, opens the window to an eternity. ©…

🌹 Like a rose by night, you’re colorless But on inside, as the rose, a red loving vibe Like a rose in the wind, you fall through But I’m behind to receive, when you fall for the wind, to believe, in love © Björn Blomqvist 2022-07-09

At night, in sleep, on a sheetHiding, beyond the darkIn a row, huge like a fleet,carved, deep in the barque Chimaeras sleep at nightReal ghosts aren’t deadAt day, they have a fight,mostly here, in my head © Björn Blomqvist 2022-06-12

Two sides in a reflection ofpictures to deleteYou and I, or both of us,but only pieces of me Deep in my pocket,broken and not completeWho am I, what can I see,or who could it be My eyes dance aloneon the mirror’s framein slow motions to themelody of broken glass Lost in a cracked surface,life picture…

Evening sparrows fill the night with tones, played on the leafs Calm winds give bubbles in a tiny puddle on the ground The shadows sleep on the clouds in a dream of a snoring sun © Björn Blomqvist 2022-05-01

…there’re days by the field, from morning to the night It’s a hard work to do,  heavy duty without a fight There’re sweat and tears,  from the sun to the moon Early start, nothing to say, only an hour to the noon There’re lives underground,  from the plant to the grape Cold water fills the…

🎼 Grabbing a glass of beer,to the sound of a country songSinging alone my dear,for being your love, all night long Fills my life by the barrel tap,when the body turns to dryStarts my engine after a nap,when it lives and don’t die Hoping to find what I hear,in a life from bar to barDancing…

In the mood as a disaster  Lies my will on the floor  Untouched among cats  Miles from the outer door Alone in the rocking chair Rests my lust under the rails Sanded to gravel of  stone When worries cuts the nails © Björn Blomqvist 2022-03-14

Every night I’m squeezing my pillow, hard and harder,until I fall asleep, heavily Every hours of sleep,at night, is the nightmarestill alive, still beside Every morning I wake up,sad, scared and alive, butlives next to a nightmare Sweet dreams needs tofill my pillow every dayand every moment… …please © Björn Blomqvist 2022-03-03

In this place,on this earth,there is a meaning,at least mine I try to explore myinner with toolsI don’t have orwhich one to use What’s in my toolbox? To trust my choicesand opportunities,places the horizonever further away I can’t see it butI can feel it whenI’m resting my brainon my invisible pillow © Björn Blomqvist 2022-02-22

Kindness in the speed of the lightgets through the gaze of the darkEmptiness in the need of the nightgets through the face of the lark © Björn Blomqvist 2022-02-09

Somewhere, high above shines a star on my half- hearted mission of being the best version of me In between, rests a destiny, heavy on the clouds under the stars, to lay my star, softly and warm in my hand Below, under my feet shakes the ground in time with my heartbeats, loudly so you…

I just borrowed the sun that shines in your eyes,to dry my lonely tears I walked by the path  you have in your heart,to share my moments I sailed by the windin your broken mind,to lighten my anchor  I caught the skyyou sent down to me,to open my soul © Björn Blomqvist 2022-01-16

On a bench, a painted worddrops down on a leafBy a leaf, a silent touchlifts an eye above the headInside a head, a good thought spinning to slips asideOne step aside, a badfeeling bouncing in the chestDeep inside the chest, a new wordwaiting to paint a heartStuck in a heart, a painted letterstill rest on…

🥀 The Flower like Me 🌻 From a crack in the street, grew a flower with the aim of eternal life. The asphalt that covered playgrounds and cycling paths was surrounded by concrete houses. He grew up beyond all the fine flower arrangements and the road was never straight. The road that led him onward…

The uncertainty in my eyeshides the knowledge I haveMy mind is in control of thewords you hear but not feel The speech in my voiceis another bite on my lipsAn incision along my tongue isa choice to swallow my pride Beside us in another directionboils the letters to a newreality you own when you talkbut…

Small fragments of a light wind blowing away, fast of a slow storm, full of anxiety. A hurricane spinsaround as a typhoonin my head until I fall like thehouse of cards. I lie flat on the ground until it sinks away,lower and lower,and I with it… ©️ Björn Blomqvist 2022-01-01

I have been there before, near an open end when all choices are hidden in the trees. I followed the same path firmly in the opposite direction, when a line was drawn under the ground of eternity. Beyond the light, far from all coincidences, a wisdom grew deep beneath the heap. I dug a ditch…

It’s a complex world, full of bubbles in a bubble One wants out, the other still making trouble All feelings in a dense forest, waiting for the rain The sun shines when the lust is in the moss to feel the pain Down the mountain goes a lucky road from the top From a hope…

Am I too nice to be hard when the world turns upside down?Am I too afraidto show my sensitivitywhen other spinsthe earth backwards?Am I too weak to be strongin a weightless universe, empty of content?to be a numberAm I too difficultwhen my genius sleeps on the moon?©️ Björn Blomqvist 2021-12-27

What if, What ifThe voice in my headUnwanted, out of control I sink, I sinkI’m don’t act, I react What if, What ifIt lives in my headOften, out of reach I fall, I fallDown, often down ©️ Björn Blomqvist 2021-12-27

Since 2012, I have written 299 poems, and this will be the 300th. What’s out there and what’s in here is an interpretation of my poetry. It has constantly moved from my inner feelings to beautiful and enlightening things I have seen outside and around me. It has and will be a journey between the…

Barrels full of tears in a sad patrol, rest to store fears in rows, surrounded by it’s enemies in oak uniforms. Red wine in the color of spilled blood, survived the battle between the grief and the grapes. In frontline with shields, thin like the shells of the grapes, a bloodline is the line behind…

Step by step on a forgiving road,  a walk aloneHeavy rain falls from the fog, a day to remember Going back for a moment, a memory on a stone Lights in the night on a shining mind, a day in november Tone after tone of a surviving song,  a mystery voice Heavy clouds push me down, an emotional fightClimbs up through the haze, haven’t…

Be the way, easily walked inside my heart Be the song, beautifully sung outside my soul Be the melody, softly played through my head Be the dream, slowly touched on my mind Be the words, lovely whispered in my ears © Björn Blomqvist 2021-12-10

In meanwhile, when everythingare resting in silence, but in ahead full of voices, on a slope,down through my chest, rollseverything I’m afraid of, fasterand faster till the end of what?© Björn Blomqvist 2021-12-08

Being alone in a quiet place,  by winter’s time in the bay.  Seeing snow far from space,  near home, a beautiful day. Finding a sound of a wave,  to come and cover a stone.   Looking for moments to save,  when words are being alone.    © Björn Blomqvist 2021-12-04

I don’t know, but I think I… feel that, the worst, but I… don’t know if it’s true, if I… can’t have a clue, when I… think on it, untouched… © Björn Blomqvist 2021-12-03

Falls like a plummet  to the bottom,  when my anxiety  surfs on the waves,  and all my thoughts  are heavy as the ship in the port by the  sea of worries © Björn Blomqvist 2021-11-21

One thing within, like a sin  Starts of a reason this season  One time on prime, like a crime,   Starts to swear, everywhere and here  One way, like I´’ve say,   Ends on this line, even mine © Björn Blomqvist 2021-11-04

As thoughts in a mail box, out of emptiness,without sender, sleeps the Devil in the darkness, ready to kick all my worries through the lid. ©️ Björn Blomqvist 2021-10-20

In the land of anxiety,  at a port in tears rest the ships,  close to the cranes  In the land of anxiety,  on a airport of fears sits the worries,  inside the planes In the land of anxiety,  on a lake of scars, dies the pain, fixed on the hook In the land of anxiety,…

A moment to explode or, an accidental piece of shyness, can’t get it in bloom, all you want, the will, the most lovable feeling, inside a bubble that you can’t crack, because the fear is a thick skin onan equally thick layer of shyness……why? © Björn Blomqvuíst 2021-09-20

Inside, like air of a balloon by thin shelter of thoughtfulness stands a man in a comfort zone, sad with lack of happiness. Stuck, as flies in the spider’s net lies a hug all alone, miles away, captured by thoughts to regret, now or later, mostly yesterday. © Björn Blomqvist 2021-09-15

Color doesn’t matter by the end of the rainbowwhen roses grow, by love, but die by the waterfall, in meanwhile all the golden flowers build a road along a silver field, full of roses to walk on, for you, only for you…  © Björn Blomqvist 2021-08-31

Filled by fire,  a monster of a kind,  what happened,  what is it to find.  To feed, to grow,  like a big worry, what is it, what makes me sorry? Bad thoughts,  an anxiety to fight, what happened,  there’s no light. To feed, to grow  like a big ball, what is it, what  makes me…

Uncut thoughts are filled to the top all the way down through my body Unresolved issues run non stop, to pump my veins, hard and bloody Unwanted information, in a war room between my chest and my brain Unpolished madness on moon a monster to makes me insane Unidentified emotions are still left when the pressure…

Sometimes a small light in a tunnel, a winter’s day. Twenty four hours by eighteen with darkness. Only a memory flashes by. A moment as a traveler in a wheelchair along dark culverts – heading for the goal. Searching for the light and a new step for a life at home again. What happened before…

Today, my existence, words on a stone Tomorrow, my voice, a tool in your hand Yesterday, my future, was written in the sand Someday, my destiny, leaves me alone ©️ Björn Blomqvist 2021-06-03

What ifIt happensNow or laterWhat ifIt’s going to happenThen or tomorrowWhat ifI’m crazyOr… © Björn Blomqvist 2021-05-21

One word, one person, a frame Two words, two colors, a contour More words, many motifs, one picture  One voice, one listener, one opinion  Two voices, two people, one talk A lot of repeats, huge mistakes, one chance  …who am I, to judge? No answer © Björn Blomqvist 2021-05-17

A winter’s day in January 1981. One place, boys and a lot of guardian angels. Ice-cold snow by the road, as walls in a war. A road covered by ice, smooth like a mirror. There’s a line between the goal and the destiny. The mission, a journey between joy and an adventure made for children.…

In a selfmade war, I’m standing when my anxiety’s bombs are landing  and smashes me in pieces  that never will be found  when my thoughts in my head  goes around and around  to struggle and fight  when my emotions fall apart  by night, in the duvet’s entrenchment  and I mediate for peace  in my brain,…

behind the glass, under the surface, colored in red, green and yellow lives emotions, in heavy traffic of love and passion, together in the youth of the nature, resting under the golden light of the sun © Björn Blomqvist 2021-04-14

The warmest star in our solar system  is awake longer and longer,  as far as the distance between  my thoughts and the darkness  down my soul, to catch  a moment to touch when nothing exists in the blood under the skin in my veins, when flowers grow fast above land to drink water from my…

When the earth spins around in circles You are the sun I’m the moon When the world turns overupside down You are the GodI’m the devil When universestays strongto survive  You are the stars I’m the chaos When the rainbowends somewhere close to us You are wiseI’m the searcher © Björn Blomqvist 2021-03-30



A moment, a walk on the clouds when all stars captures your emotions A moment, a life within the framework when all colors stays in your mind A moment, a life inside the painting when all artists paints your happiness A moment, a walk on the sun when all paintbrushes creates your beauty © Björn…

Who cries by your side,  when lies are what you hide Who walks on your mind,  when talks stays behind  Who fights in your head,  when the lights is dead Who fears what you say, when tears fills the day Who wins in your game,  when twins looks the same Who trust your story,  when…

Lightness lifts my soul from the ground when an invisible force keeps my mind alive A silent moment spinns my body around when the good mood don’t want to dive © Björn Blomqvist 2021-02-14

By train, full of emotions on a railway, made of thoughts, vibrates my fears from side to side By air, loss of lifes, in a sky, made of mistakes, falls my mind from the cloud to the ground By boat, empty of happiness on a sea, made of tears, sinking my destiny to the botton…

On water, by the sea of waves Surfs my anxiety through the net Unwelcome thoughts are not the saves It will cost my temper and all I bet In days, by the pandemic with fears Swims my worries, deep down Under surface, there’re hidden tears As long as it stays, my mind will drown Two…

All I want, is to believe I Will do the right thing, but I Think it’s wrong, though I Can’t being free of it, if I Still being afraid from what I Trust…! © Björn Blomqvist 2021-02-03

To have a feeling of being the wreck on the bottom in my emotional lake is an empty thought of being full of holes along the soul ©️Björn Blomqvist 2021-01-28

Somewhere in universe, to a forgotten place. Somewhere but close to the outer space. There is a poetry box, locked but filled of words, lines and united letters, ready to fly with the birds Down from a dark sky, to bounce on the stars, comes all emotions to a poem, landing softly on my scars.…

No light in my emotional jungle, I search to find a fight to running my mind. In the dark my feelings start to yell, I spark my brain in an unbeatable pain. ©️ Björn Blomqvist 2021-01-01

My guardian angels of 1981,were on duty to make it done.My playful life the day before,wasn’t ready to live anymore. My guardian angels that night,were on duty to make it bright.My scars the invisible tears,weren’t ready to live on fears. My guardian angels in strife,were on duty to save my life.My sight the wounded head,weren’t…

As the sound of adance song, spinsdays by the fear ofa soundless virus,played by Corona. On stage behindchorus line, waitingthe virus to dancethrough your body,down to the floor… ©️ Björn Blomqvist 2020-11-19

Leaves are falling down to the groundas quietly as the wind in your hair when tears are falling down on my cheek as hard as the rain in your hands Stars are fighting the darknessas easy as the love in your eyes whenwords of love are written up in the skyas the signs for heavenly…

Let my inner silence dance on a thread above devil’s seaLet my empty soul escape earth,alone in the darkLet my cold heart melt away,heavy fall apartLet my broken thoughts drown down, fast like a stone © Björn Blomqvist 2020-10-16

Back,deep throughthe hole offconfusion, fast dug bythe darkness Way out,a solutionowned bythe timethroughthe eternity ©️ Björn Blomqvist 2020-10-04

Distance is the new normal and my lips are sealed in protection as formal, when I’ve enter people’s field Loneliness, night and day in our souls and hearts when the end is far away they say, if nothing ends before it starts Closed world open the mind and learn what went wrong when you searching to…

It came as a seed to ruin my mind, suddenly a need to search and find It’s back tomorrow as a scar in my past, dressed like a sorrow and grows too fast It bangs alone still inside my head, heavy like a stone to hang in a thread It’s now or never to catch and…

That feeling of nothing or everything which never exists, yet …in the name of the anxiety ©️ Björn Blomqvist 2020-04-29

The gravitation of uncleared stuff inside my head, pulls down whole my soul to the ground, step by step. Like a forgotten piece of paper, with unreadable notes, lies my body on the street, facing up as a worrying kind. A heavy truck, missing of brakes, filled with tons of dark minds too fast too late…

An obsessive lightning,a flash in my chest,gathers cloudsof compulsivedarkness,all of themin my head,to make thunderduring a heavy… ©️ Björn Blomqvist 2020-03-18

From one sideof my minddeep inside,one of a kind. Coming fast,always alonesame as last,like a stone ©️ Björn Blomqvist 2020-03-09

Friday afternoon ”the cleaning project”. Heavy rain over a worrying mind, starts to look for unsolved things to find. Lost in the world and a an empty head, awake, asleep and hundred years to be dead. Nothing rise like the sun, an early day, when the moon of all thoughts has only dark words to…

Empty thoughts in the speed of the light, struggling out of control in the command of the brain Big things are blinded in the dark of the night, kicking the ghosts in the front of the train © Björn Blomqvist 2019-05-14

I’m dressed, blue or red, to the struggle in my head Steps in circles, side to side, for a brainless stride Be alone, now or later, when the pain will be greater Tomorrow, day or night, to a mindful fight… …in the darkness, out of sight © Björn Blomqvist 2019-03-06

Deep, deep through my soul, the sound of a falling stone There is a big empty hole, around and always alone On and inside my boiling head, the heat of a burning mind Capture thoughts, alive or dead, don’t know and what should I find © Björn Blomqvist 2018-12-18

I tried to find poetic lines, that bouncing against a black wall of unbreakable bricks I tried to capture feelings, that fall into an open sea of sunken love I tried to say words, that rise to a sky of untouched clouds © Björn Blomqvist 2018-10-16

Honesty’s question mark, a force, but for someone, a struggle to perfection Who? Honesty’s goodness, a need, but for someone, to drown in Anxiety’s list, of… …what’s right and wrong – good or bad Being sad instead, to be mad © Björn Blomqvist 2018-09-26

I did not, would I? I wanted it, but… …an inner voice said that Thank you very much, thanks… …for everything A cold farewell, nothing more © Björn Blomqvist 2018-08-04

Enough, my head explodes Nerves of steel were just paper There is a limit, or there were A line, thin as a invisible thread © Björn Blomqvist 2018-02-11

There’s a poem in the air, a poem to write by night Letter after letter, a line, to see, to feel and to fear There’re words on the paper, words to catch by the light, Day after day, a house of cards, to see, to feel and to tear © Björn Blomqvist 2018-01-31

I’m thousand miles away, away from myself, that’s hard  I’m lost in an insensible world, hidden behind my own guard  I’m looking for answers, lonely, hungry to survive… …and …I’m out of questions, that’s why I can’t make… …the dive   © Björn Blomqvist 2017-12-26

Somewhere in my inner soul there is a force, an unwelcome one, whose purpose is to throw me away from the present and put me in the future A time shaped by all the mistakes I have done in the course of history © Björn Blomqvist 2017-12-14

Now I’m standing here again, in center of the floor, alone Far away from the corners, far from a helping hand – I fall The downward speed is twice as fast as in oposite direction The force that pulls down the cube is stronger than the unaviable help It’s not me who decides, that’s her elevator,…

An empty space consists of nothing Divided in two parts The eyes are blind by the black surface… …Hindered by hearts One world of hope dreams of everything Gathered on one place Our Globe is blind by the darkest clouds… …It still an empty space © Björn Blomqvist 2017-11-23

The end, end of something, something that ends in this moment, ends up soon… in a living soul, lost of hope, hopes to end that moment by something… © Björn Blomqvist 2017-11-14

Closing my eyes to the sound, no pain Sound from the skies, opening by the rain Laying still, no silence, storm throught the night Black clouds of violence a star is the only light © Björn Blomqvist 2017-09-20

Big but thin, in a bubble, I live for the moment, yesterday, just now Empty but alone, in my mind, I hope for now, tomorrow, the day before Invisible but alive, in other’s heads for a week, or days,  in a moment © Björn Blomqvist 2017-06-17

By the way, mind in pieces A human creation, on first day, second temptation, Never mind, a different kind © Björn Blomqvist 2017-06-14

Surname: Blomqvist The name consists of two words in one name: (Blom) and (Qvist). Blom is the same as ”Blomma”; Flower (in English). It can also signify: ”Stå i blom”; Bloom or Blossom (in English). The other word is ”Qvist”, kvist with a Q. Kvist is Twig (in English). The poem will thus be about Flowers,…

When and why it stopped my body function Then and how it started my bloody anxiety When and if it had my great thoughts When and where it left my fate alone © Björn Blomqvist 2017-05-03

Choices are exploding under my bloody skin Results are burning on my unsolved sin © Björn Blomqvist 2017-02-10

Landing in a storm, in a storm I’m standing I’m feeling the storm, a storm rips my ceiling Have to find the storm, the storm in my mind © Björn Blomqvist 2017-02-07

It’s a thought, a word who doesn’t exists A travel through my mind, what it resists I wonder if it gets out of my crashed life An unwelcome reminder to end a strife © Björn Blomqvist  2017-02-04

With or without it, it’s heavy to carry, or to have in my head In or out that’s easy to catch, when it is there all the time Up or down it goes when it climbs on every day with the sun © Björn Blomqvist 2017-01-10

Inside out out of my mind again the same Up and down down to find the game Before or after after my time on a break Soon or later late for a crime I’ll make To look up up in the air another day’s win More or less less be there under my skin ©…

Trace’s walks along the wallsHidden places, none open doorSeasons comes, autumn’s callsAs the leaves, inside, a yellow floorColorfulness stands by a treeUnder the sky, heaven in greyMirroring outside, a cup of teaAs the memories all night and day© Björn Blomqvist 2016-11-21

I’ll do it my way, only one way I feel thoughts, only my thoughts You don’t know, when nobody knows You are blind, when all other are blind We can’t feel the same, what I feel We all have wrong, what I say, …is wrong © Björn Blomqvist 2016-11-16

Perhaps my poems are written when I’m sad but today I’m satisfied and mostly glad Sometimes I’m writing about a sunny day for to show what I always want to say Today, a better mood only for you my friend look up and smile, it’s good © Björn Blomqvist 2016-10-30

⚔ Unstoppable feelings by flies surround my body and head Open graves never think twice on thier behalf, they’re dead Wrong sense leaves the earth cold and frozen of emptiness Two fighters – one singel birth loose all struggles – in progress Silent hopes for better days crash the life on a living soul Loud…

Unstoppable fire when it rains, steals my heart and veins Big thoughts in a minimal bowl are destroying my soul Invisible wounds by a wooden knife are representing my empty life Nothing of everything I find are exploding in my mind © Björn Blomqvist 2016-10-18

Thread, an invisible feeling over head under reeling Reflection, a visible look to a reaktion by the hook Storm, to strong and thin like a worm under my skin To dive, a try to disappear counts to five, only a tear Trees, two lines in the lake the soul´s breeze of break Leaves, lighter than a…

I did it again, swallowed my mind of control to get… Nothing of it In this moment I hate myself… © Björn Blomqvist 2016-09-02

In the light of a screen, when a lost soul puts a shadow on the wall A dark siluette filled by thoughts you never see and feel Locked screen, a place Just thoughts in the air to climb over borders No light, but thoughts a shadow thing © Björn Blomqvist 2016-08-14

Life wide like a field lifts borders from a red sky to a green carpet when dead things in a black night crashes a vase  on the skin, carved throught my veins © Björn Blomqvist 2016-07-31

One singel thread on devil’s horns I’m walking barefoot through the heat on devil’s head One open sky  on my way to hell I’m looking straight through a firefight in devil’s eye One missing track on devil’s map I’m traveling alone easy, and soundless along devil’s back © Björn Blomqvist 2016-07-25

Like a rose by night, you’re colourless But on inside, as the rose, a red loving vibe Like a rose in the wind, you fall through But I’m behind to receive, when you fall for the wind, to believe …in love © Björn Blomqvist 2016-06-21

From nowhere, something smart When words are bouncing on my heart Through eyes, and open ears Your whisperings are drying my tears In one moment, a fearless time two souls and our love, isn’t a crime © Björn Blomqvist 2016-06-10

You got the picture I see pieces smashed in a mirror You show the sky I see clouds, dark and heavy You hold it in your hand when it slips through my fingers You drive me crazy I drive, away © Björn Blomqvist 2016-06-07

Everyday a struggle Everyday a game Inside me, outside the ring Every time a thought Every time a moment In my head, out of time… ©Björn Blomqvist 2016-06-03

Deep in thoughts along inner darkness a road over a bunch of roses One thorn one step hurt soul, hurts to scratch the moonlight © Björn Blomqvist 2016-05-26

Well at home… I landed by the road softly and easy, but after, after work a turbulence inside my thinking engine starts a fire of conspiratorial ghosts from side to side on the road through My brain… © Björn Blomqvist 2016-05-17

Fields of flowers, birds in the sky Early morning song, birds saying Hi! The sun and I, shines like a star season two comes, shines where you are © Björn Blomqvist 2016-05-08

…Like a stone Without a letter  far away and back  nothing isn’t better to hiding a track  From one side to another in my head hunting for you I thought were dead The anguished feeling  without a name  comes by healing allways the same …Leave me alone © Björn Blomqvist 2016-05-05

Can’t find that feeling I’m searching for A mood who doesn’t exists at the end of the rainbow © Björn Blomqvist 2016-05-02

Every star that night walked on my back as a sleepless tour headed for a fight Early morning sun jumped on my chest in a moment later stopped me to run Heavy rain by storm bounced on my face as shivery skin layer slimy like a worm © Björn Blomqvist 2016-04-27

Hi there!  Today, at last, I started to write on my second crime novel. This time I’m gonna make it. I have big plans and everything has to be perfect before I’m sending the manuscript to the publishing company. Of course, I’ve no big expectations but big dreams. It’s the dreams that help me to fly…

I did’t again, one name, a confused thought Same name two persons, my angst they brought I did’t again, I’m sorry a misstake will start Same thing, two times, blood to my heart I did’t again, why me, a dysfunctional dude Same week, two moments, that’s too rude I did’t again, I hate it, a…

My mind, a small society to control a bigger task My life, a lost loyalty to wear an existing mask © Björn Blomqvist 2016-04-07

When the truth doesn’t hurts, an open sky of empty clouds and two souls in a puzzle, goes a love-filled river over my sweaty body When the love doesn’t hurts, a sunny sky of shiny talks and bright light in your eyes, walks a heavy heart-beat over your wet body © Björn Blomqvist 2016-04-02

Height of the door a question through forms of answers Color of the door a guessing game of dark mysteries Behind closed door a blind soul raises unknown expectations © Björn Blomqvist 2016-03-29

Have to spinn my world around my broken shaft Must stop my wheel inside my empty chest Need to destroy my earth in my bleeding hands Want to put my heart back to my dignity © Björn Blomqvist 2016-03-26

When all truth is bleeding behind the shield of wounds, walks a lie down by my back When fresh tears are falling upon the cheek of damages, blows a dream away from me When my destiny ends up beside the crack in my heart, goes a shadow over my body © Björn Blomqvist 2016-03-14

Soundless steps in my heart that fill my soul of sweetness want to hunt my destiny to places of happiness I try to find, somewhere High volumes of voices in my head, play drums to push my thoughts on a risky trip to Mars and forgotten places I try to find, somewhere © Björn Blomqvist…

Endless wheels an act of circus around my bed and how it feels inside my head Mindless fears an art of living inside my mind and fall of tears sees what I find © Björn Blomqvist 2016-03-03

Deep inner trip as the never ending hunt An invisible map, empty upside down in my forehead When I lose pace, the brain runs too fast on walkways In future moments through past darkness no present time In the end of the rainbow, the end of all, no maps no meaning © Björn Blomqvist 2016-02-26

Down by the rocks looking straight in a mirror by the lake Black surface catches your smile, eye color the same The sun sweeps the light, hitting hands through water Love in the waves shapes hearts by silent leaf © Björn Blomqvist 2016-02-16

Slice of kindness in a box, shaken not stirred Destiny of birth by shadows, seek and find Unselfish sounds like screams, only the lonely… © Björn Blomqvist 2016-02-11

Who to guide through darkness What day, seven days by evil tours First impression nightmares Last expression insomnia  © Björn Blomqvist 2016-02-06

From inside I cry nobody sees Courage weakened nobody knows Locked thoughts nothing helps Shouts in my chest no one hears Heart that bleeds nobody there © Björn Blomqvist 2016-02-03

In the arms of the moonlight a trembling body to rest the mind dark as the night sky Milky Way and invisible stars, passing by close to the moon  far from the sight  dark as my eyes …of visual tears © Björn Blomqvist 2016-01-30

Heavy rain over leafs cuts my broken veins Deep craters on the Moon catch my wounded heart © Björn Blomqvist 2016-01-27

I landed in your eyes, to help and dry your tears Eyes dark as the night, to close your inner fears I tried to find the light, to help and being nice @ Björn Blomqvist 2016-01-21

You are there,  lost forever,  as I thought  Today, you  waked me up as the unwelcome thought  you are, for me © Björn Blomqvist 2016-01-20

Who to walk in my soul when the time of freedom is surrounded by Devil’s steps in high heels © Björn Blomqvist 2015-12-06

Inner wounds being cureless when the time to cure stands still Looking back instead of present time starts the engines of bad thoughts In bad condition of inner thoughts, old happenings revealing states of mind and… barricading future moments in life © Björn Blomqvist 2015-10-24

Soundless fear by heavy footsteps A huge thrill in the chest boils the anxiety from belly to head © Björn Blomqvist 2015-10-21

Piece by piece  the typhoon drifting away Piece by piece  to rebuild my destiny Like a hurricane all pieces coming back Like a wind  an atmosphere of open doors © Björn Blomqvist 2015-10-03

Let the anxiety silent the mouth The roar of an echo   from calls of my inner voices © Björn Blomqvist 2015-09-13

Feelings to boil heat on fireplace Timelines to fill clockworks in space New life to live lack on happiness Big dreams to go start in emptiness Take me to heaven fly on fate Nothing to fear rest in hate © Björn Blomqvist 2015-08-03

Space between my cerebral hemispheres empty as the line to divide my soul Different powers to work on either side on me pull thoughts apart for giving me angst © Björn Blomqvist 2015-07-10

In my head you are the master  of comparison I see what you see to compare good or better  in the scale of my  worthless skills  to pretending be good © Björn Blomqvist 2015-05-28

Like fire in my mind it appears beyond untold stories Nothing happens, until  my thoughts will starting my engine On all four cylinders, by sparkling noises Nothing happens, until my veins will end my game @ Björn Blomqvist 2015-05-22

It’s here on the blog you can read my thoughts – my thoughts about my thoughts in the field of art analysis, poetry and everything in between – often written thoughts about my thoughts… © Björn Blomqvist 2015-05-09

My empty head by the echo of nothing sounds like inner steps of tap dancing through my brain An empty feeling by the wind of silences tastes like refreshing air of hurricanes in my chest An empty soul by the anger of blackness looks like dark chocolate of nightmares in my eyes My empty body…

circle marks on the table signs of yesterday’s action marks on edge a falling glass hitting the ground struggle by anger contradictions a covered table upside down heats the smashed glass deep down through blades of grass © Björn Blomqvist 2015-05-01

To heat my anger I put my heart outside my body To burn my hate I’m living outside myself To shred my will I write my words outside my head © Björn Blomqvist 2015-04-07

Through my eyes  you’ll see Through my lies  you’ll be hopelessly in love  trapped by truth  By your tears  I’ll dry By your fears I’ll die  honoured to live trapped by you © Björn Blomqvist 2015-03-03

Darkness in mind black holes in universe Feelings goes behind deep words on verse Puzzle of inner fight wounded by ego trip Souls dark as the night phrases along strip No words from heart lose control losing life New chance a new start throwing the knife Tears behind my eyes cold fluid frozen ice moments…

ice in slice of waves cooling down ice in ties of days losing crown cold in bold to block thick thoughts cold in fold to lock sick throats drift in shift of heat takes away drift in swift of beat wakes today talk in walk on ice slowing speed talk in stalk on rice growing…

Follow the path to follow the light Walk beside to walk alone Look around to look good Stand still to stand inside me Search now to search my inner Move inside to move my heart © Björn Blomqvist 2015-01-26

Boiling pressure inside body like a tubeTwo ends of crackling corksseconds to explode Hours of empty thoughtsfeelings through darknessconverts anger to disaster © Björn Blomqvist 2015-01-01

The word stuck in his throat in the neck of a saxophone From the raucous tone it came The word of love  © Björn Blomqvist 2014-12-09

A day I don’t floaton the cloudIt appears abovemy heada cloud filledof anxietyA day heavy grayclouddrops tearson my headA cold breeze throughmy bodyA day icy shivers movemy daily focusI fall… © Björn Blomqvist 2014-11-13

From inside I boil of anger through spicy thoughts Of their play I’m tend of being their hated puppet © Björn Blomqvist 2014-11-08

Losing words  in moment of  silent anger  and scratch skin  in time of  inner wounds  is to pick thorns  in a garden of  dead roses   © Björn Blomqvist 2014-11-02

As dark as the colour on the letters like deeply is the thoughts in my head To paint my feelings painted i black I close  my eyes © Björn Blomqvist 2014-10-20

Threats to my free will A contradiction over the shield Freedom on fire a firewall of bullet holes Shrink slowly in distressed situations without large arguments I slowly corrode from inside  © Björn Blomqvist 2014-10-19

My childhood a trip on a chessboard Black moments bright moments Wrong move the future checkmate © Björn Blomqvist 2014-10-15

…med tanke på förra inlägget 😉 Skrev en snabb dikt i brist på annat – tänk bilden!  Söker raka svar fastnar i krokar Snirklig form rätar på ryggen Vägen till ljuset en delad historia Rakt på inga krusiduller Underliggande  vackra krökar Fel böj   du hänger löst Kronan på verket en fas under glaset Hatten…

Ticket to Hell the usual route  way down  in depth  of my anxiety  The time  stands still  in a frozen  moment   © Björn Blomqvist 2014-10-01

Moving night light walking the rain flickering sight tears from pain Close eyes fear the bond silent cries in glassy pond A falling tear wet on cheek nothing to fear an emotional peak © Björn Blomqvist 2014-09-22

Counts steps, chasing shadows  Stays up, looking down Operating Shadow, still sun Gray silhouettes, white clouds Runs fast, creeping light  Light winds, heavy heartbeat Deep breathing, falling flat Curved body, full length street Bright surface, dark thoughts Open path, eyes closed   © Björn Blomqvist 2014-09-18

 * Like love in a typhoon  you opened my heart  As a glance at a flare  you captured my soul  As a kiss in a wave  you are like a tsunami  As a smile in the sun  you shine like a star  As thoughts in a body  your deepest love  *  © Björn Blomqvist 2014-09-16  

Something’s broken something aches Where on inside all the slashes The pain comes the pain will stay Behind the wounds I count my day © Björn Blomqvist 2014-09-04