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Lady91

Lady91   , 28

from Wimsheim

für dich.....

D υ вιѕт D ιє ρєяѕσn υм D ιє ѕιcн мєιη gαnzєѕ L євєη D яєнт;

D υ вιѕт D ιє ρєяѕση D ι є F üя ιммєя мєιη нєяz нαт;

  D υ вιѕт D ιє ρєяѕση D ιє ιcн üвєя α L L єѕ L ιєвє

&D αѕ F üя ιммєя.

נє D єη тαg нαв ιcн αυ F ѕ ηєυє αηgѕт

D ιcн zυ νєя L ιєяєη;

 & D єя ѕαтz "ιcн L ιєвє D ιcн " ιѕт νιє L zυ мαcнт L σѕ

υм D ιя zυ вєѕcняєιвєη ωαѕ ιcн F üя D ιcн F üн L є


...

... ωιя нαBєи νιєl x.dυяcнgємαcнт...
... ѕιиd dυяcн x.нöнєи υиd тιєfєи gєgαиgєи...
&&. тяσтzdєм нαѕт x.dυ мιcн иιє νєяlαѕѕєи
... вιѕт x.ιммєя αи мєιиєя ѕєιтє gєвlιєвєи...
... ιcн dαиKє dιя füя x.αllєs...


von luminor

Stone

My life made from stone.
This heart..layed down in marmor..to clear.
A running...an escape..
Through worlds cold like ice.
Died.And frozen...to stay there forever.
In the fog..of black naked eternity.

What i once had thought of..i would never loose.
Had finally get lost.
The gift..of emotions and longings of mine.
Is buried in shields now..
Made from strongest pain.

Why is the one thing..i can feel anymore..
If my soul respects..
This pain?

Made from the iron of wounding hard knifes.
Going through my body that once was the life.
The dark and cold blood it ran...
Through unnamed far time.

No matter how often he might can appear.
As soon as it is here..with me by my side.

I am loosing.
I am falling.
And gone is the strength.

So finally passes the dying cold breath
Of faiding roses...
And of long gone love.
This heart...


It is bleeding.

Can there be a heart bleeding..
that was made from stone..?
It can.
The clearest..the purest.
Of all humans blood.
The purest..the lightest..
and free choosen pain.
Brakes through me..
and carrys my soul now to far.

So be it my sence.
My hope and my longing..
that i..m totally stone..
i..m nothing but stone.
So let my soul become..
Like his face so cleaned...
from Love.From the pain.
And from all human life.

As a sculpture like she is..
Stranded on the wide..
Darkblue deep sea.

Then i..ll look through eyes..
that are made from marmor.
on life...
death..
that will never touch me again..
A soul made from stone..
it won..t feel a thing.

So be it my wish..
To stand there in stone.
For eternal time.


Much too cold..for human fadings.

Forever freed..

From Humans.
From Life.

From pain.


auch von lumi

My black burned wing

They burned my picture long ago.
And i see the truth..through my empty eyes.
Fallen from every grace.
And damned.
No one cares.
And so I am.
In this endless, unnamed place.
That no one knows.

Bleeding from my soul´s gone rose.

And all that is left now.
is my one..unburned black wing.
It raises to heaven..that my home once had been.
And i speak by what`s left now.
My flight..it will once grow.
Though i´m now out of all hope.

Devieted by hopeless fight:
I am walking now through this world.
This black fether in my hand.
Alone.
Far from life.
But there is this light.And no one had ever seen.
That it burns inside.
That it had always burned..full of pride.

And all that is left now.
is my one..unburned black wing.
It raises to heaven..that my home once had been.
And i speak by what`s left now.
My flight..it will once grow.
Though i´m now out of all hope.

I see the pictures.
From all that´s been.
See my whole life..
What would it bring?
They gave me names
in so diffrent ways.
They burned my wings..
Or made theme their grace.
Shy and so weak.
Sad , full of joy.
Wild and so strong..
Alone but adored.

I lost my name..for so many times.
I already died..in so many minds.

And my left black burned wing.
It searchs for it´s last strength.
It passes all barriers.
Alone.Just by its will.
And although i don´t know yet.
Where it will guide me now.
No one may burn it again.

And i fly through the shadows..
Of my lonely free flight.
Through storms and my nights.
In death..and in in this life.
The light on the horizon.
it may guide me home.
Though i don´t know where it comes.

Though i Don´t know...where it ends.


von lumi

Between dream and reality

I want build walls around me...
And want to get free.
I am searching for loneliness.
And don..t want to be alone...

I want light around myself..
and stay in darkness.
Heavy is my heart.
But weightless my soul.

I live in the nomansland of dream and reality.
I stand somewhere at the border of darkness and the light.
I had been to late born..
I..m getting lost inside this world.
Between truth and reality.

I want to be like a flame..
And am like the snow.
I want to be a cloud..
And am a dark, deep sea.
I search for safety...
And want the risk.
Voiceless is my mouth...
but my silence speaks to theme..
Who can understand?

I want to be the hope..
And no more see a way out.
I want the truth..
and keep on acting the strength.
I should be never born.
My soul gets lost inside this world.
Between longing and truth.

Free and proud like a black gull..
High above the sea.
I am flying alone..
towards the storms.

I should be never born..
My soul gets lost inside this world.
Between dream and life.

Free and proud like a black gull..
High above the sea.
i am flying alone...


Through reality and dream.