Ich liebe Sprache - Sie kann so viel mit so wenig tun. Ich fürchte Sprache - Sie kann so viel mit so wenig vertun. Ich geize mit Sprache - Sie kann um so viel mit so wenig sich vertun. Ich hüte Sprache - Sie kann so Vielen mit so wenig alles antun. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Im Jahrzehnt der deutschen Dichtung
2025
WITHOUT YOU
The people you expect to be there Are farthest away when you need them near The beautiful world is barren and bare Without you. I need you here To share with me my hope and fear And marvel at the sunsets rare And be my sunrise and midnight clear. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
DICHTEN
Ich liebe Sprache - Sie kann so viel mit so wenig belichten. Ich fürchte Sprache - Sie kann so viel mit so wenig vernichten. Ich achte Sprache - Sie kann so viel mit so wenig anrichten. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Im Jahrzehnt der deutschen Dichtung
ORIENTATION
Don’t get used to the exhilaration, It is a bubble that will soon burst To be followed by the long deprivation And the unbroken thirst. Get used to the soberness instead, It will stay for longer than you hope And will be your daily bread With which you have to daily cope. I try not to yearn for the happiness, But the heart is treacherous; Unbidden it feels a new tenderness - This happens to all of us. And there are some pains you prepare for - They will always come, come back to you, For once upon a time it was you who tore It out of your heart and gave it a job to do. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
LEBEN TUT WEH
Leben tut weh Denn leben ist sich sehnen Und Sehnsucht ist eine unruhige See Ständig am sich Ausdehnen Ankommen und Ade. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Im Jahrzehnt der deutschen Dichtung
NEVER
Liars will always lie - That is their truth. Winners will always try - Without expecting ruth. Lovers will always laugh and cry - That’s the secret of their youth. A giver is a river that’ll never run dry. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
ROSES OF GRACE
It’s only by the grace and power of God that we are able to forgive some people. But we are. For the sake of our own inner peace and soul health. We are. Because we want to. And we receive the help to do so. Help to be free of hatred, free of anger, free of bitterness and, eventually, free of hurting and pain.
Sometimes my emotions feel like flowers and today I am full of roses. Love is a strange medicine. It hurts when it heals, and it caresses and brings pleasure when it is actually causing damage. Don’t assume all is well simply because someone is smiling. When they’re crying is usually when they’re most honest and healthy and in the process of healing.
Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Undulating Plains
EACH ONE HEAL ONE
We all have that one person who we don’t like to think of, but who we also never forget. That one person, the thought of whom causes us so much pain and anger. That one person who hurt us, or deceived us, or betrayed us, or belittled us and made us feel so small, or took advantage of us, or kicked us when we were down and weak, or made a fool of us, or stole what was precious from us, or led us astray, or lied against us, or harmed us.Maybe it was that one person who we trusted deeply and who betrayed this trust. That one person who left a permanent scar in our heart. We all have that one person who we don’t like to think about but who we also never forget.
And that person also has the one person who they don’t like to think about but who they also never forget. And so it goes round and round in a circle, and we are all locked and connected in a net of pain and disappointment and bitterness and betrayal and memory and hurt. And regret. No one is spared, no one is innocent, no one is free of pain or of guilt. We are the ones who teach each other the lessons of life and of the vagaries of the human heart. We are all we have. Those that hurt you and those that harm you and those that heal you and those that hug you and those that have you are all the same people. Everybody has touched somebody. And everybody has been touched by somebody. Each one hurt one. Each one heal one. Forgive, and move on.
Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Undulating Plains
AM ANFANG GEWUSST
Alles passiert immer am Anfang, Hierauf achte allezeit. Der Ausgang sieht aus wie der Eingang; Denk nur an den Sonnenauf- und -untergang. Die Empfindung sieht deutlich den wahren Zustand eines Menschen, dann meldet sich der Verstand und sät Verworrenheit. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Im Jahrzehnt der deutschen Dichtung
YEAR OF ACHING
What a difference a year can make Depending on the path you take The pillars you shake The bonds you break The demons or the angels you wake And the thirsts you slake. For whose or for what’s sake? For something real or for something fake? Some say the heart is a lake Beneath its surface there swims a snake Your happiness is at stake And yet all you seem to do is ache and ache. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
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