Tag: Thoughts

Sömnlös

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Jag skulle skriva dikt idag
och skriva på min bok,
men vaknade mitt i natten
som ett socialt vrak på
botten av en uttorkad sjö

Jag skulle fånga dagen
och njuta av stunden,
men vaknade mitt i natten
som ett vissnande löv i
det djupaste mörker av tomhet

© Björn Blomqvist 2023-02-06

Rumour’s Game

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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

“Man är.” By Anja Perssons and Tomas Boström

No no no…

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Every night I’m squeezing
 my pillow, hard and harder,
until I fall asleep, heavily

Every hours of sleep,
at night, is the nightmare
still alive, still beside

Every morning I wake up,
sad, scared and alive, but
lives next to a nightmare

Sweet dreams needs to
fill my pillow every day
and every moment…

…please

© Björn Blomqvist 2022-03-03

Fall

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Small fragments                                                 of a light wind                                                     blowing away, fast 
of a slow storm, 
full of anxiety.                 

A hurricane spins
around as a typhoon
in my head until 
I fall like the
house of cards. 

I lie flat on 
the ground until 
it sinks away,
lower and lower,
and I with it… 

©️ Björn Blomqvist 2022-01-01

A Path to Something New?

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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 to finding a hope instead of plow forward in the right direction. In the end, I was on the same spot to look up, to stare down and be dazzled by the light in the front – out of conclusions.

© Björn Blomqvist 2022-01-01

Window Mode

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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 that has constantly moved from my inner feelings to beautiful and enlightening things I have seen outside and around me. It has and will perhaps be a journey between the light and the darkness. But in between there’s a force so strong as in the best moments can move the mountains, who are a part of the roller coaster in my life.

So this is my 300th poem

A tiny light, surrounds
by the darkness, I feel
Crushed life that sounds
when emotions are real

Rays of the sun, walks
in a motion, so bright
Color of sensitive talks
paints my hope, by night

A feeling of calm, plays
alone when you can’t see
An inner fight in days,
a personal war for me

All bricks in the wall, sings
a capella for deaf ears
Dare to look, touch things,
doing it, without fears

© Björn Blomqvist 2021-12-20

Posted

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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

Fragile II

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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

När det blir fel…

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…vill försvinna för en stund

eller bara få vara osynlig 

på obegränsad tid i rymden

eller där ingen letar, dit 

ingen kommer, där karta

och kompass inte finns… 

 

©️ Björn Blomqvist 2021-05-14 

Tvära kast

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Som fåglar runt hjärnboet 
landar känslorna mjukt 
i bröstet när allt omkring 
är osynligt,  men nära 
som om det inte fanns, igår.

Som en vind från ingenstans 
virvlar tankarna som en 
getingsvärm i hjärnboet 
tills allt faller till marken, 
hårt, dagen efter.


© Björn Blomqvist 2021-04-29

 

Obscure Spring Poem

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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 body of dry emotions

and drunken leaves full

of anger on a highway to 

the sun and back…

© Björn Blomqvist 2021-04-01

Contrasts

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When the earth 
spins around 
in circles

You are the sun 
I’m the moon

When the world 
turns over
upside down

You are the God
I'm the devil

When universe
stays strong
to survive 

You are the stars 
I'm the chaos

When the rainbow
ends somewhere 
close to us

You are wise
I’m the searcher
 

© Björn Blomqvist 2021-03-30