Universal chemistry

I was speaking a foreign language today
and suddenly stopped to wonder
if my feelings and thoughts really came across
the way they do when speaking one's mother tongue

Je t'aime, jag älskar dig, ich liebe dich, te amo, ti amo, rakastan sinua, I love you

After a while I realised
these all transmit the very same message;
languages don't make humans different
or differently understood

P.S. And yes, this is a cheesy piece of the cheesy kind of poetry.

Perillä

Pohjantähti huoneen seinässä selvästi
keskellä päivää ja keskikesää
pysäytti sisääntulijoita

Valon hiipuessa tähtikin väsyi ja lopulta sammui
jättäen arvoitukseksi useamman muiston
heitti yöhön toivon vastauksesta
kysymykseen, olivatko tulijat perillä

Vain muutama uskoi sanomattomaan ja jäi
eikä kukaan tiedä vieläkään, löytävätkö he joskus
vai ovatko jo olleet

Once

A confused girl walked on the streets of a little city
romanticizing every sound of her steps, even
as she always did while not listening to her brain

Confused about the fact that it wasn't raining
about late nights in the heart of that little city
where she had met so many new faces and forgotten their names immediately

and confused about the fact that
the brown-haired guy playing the guitar
in front of a romanticized café
looked nothing like the dozens whose names she had forgotten

For once
she thought she would remember his name
upon a time

Grand lie

Lying on a hospital bed
slowly sinking into the ocean
of hopelessness
someone's grandmother, almost existing

Nurses come and go
while I sit against the cement
trying not to give in
to the kind of thinking they like
to spread to the innocent
smiling

I don't know her drying body
never seen, and no one else will either
not anymore
because who cares about a malfunctioning
piece of nearly forgotten memories
and mean words of tiredness and anger
risen from the ashes
of the Great Disappointment

Go ahead and buy that alluring new phone
you have your own grandparents
now living in a fear of the point
where the one weekly visiter
keeps saying it's going to be allright
when even the falling walls know that's a lie

Without doubt they will
once lay on those harsh sheets
singing the song of still breathing
and begging for that one girl to convince the others
to believe her work needs to be done

Will I ever see you again

You let a girl fall
first in love
and after giving something no one else had got from you
you let the poor girl, helplessly in love
cry her heart out
on her once-in-a-lifetime day
when she was supposed to party like never before
throwing her brain through the ceiling

You let a girl fall
on the floor
weeping her make-up, more gorgeous than ever
down her white skin
sobbing her first heartache
out from her suffocating lungs

You let a girl fall
on false expectations
and still she wonders
whether you are as good a man as she thought you were
or a betrayer and a loser like she's been said hundreds of times
but her heart can't believe it

And still she wonders