“I am on a battlefield of.. Deaths, sickness.. etc… in the past months”
I wish to use this opportunity to thank those supporting, loving and caring for me.
As the night takes over me
Darkness is my only friend.
Fear, embraces every inch of me,
Excitement, anxiousness becomes my master.. (even though i try staying strong)
After Hours, months of sever battles. My body is totally rendered wretched. My soul and body is left with wounds to mend.
After all the happenings.. deaths,
Sickness and more
There is a reason to fight for my being here alive.
There is a future to build a solid self upon. Great things to withness.
There is hope in every morrow.
Sadness and sorrows are not mine to borrow.
My soul deserves the best now, more than ever, to move on and survive.
(May the soul of my father-in- law and those dear to me rest in perfect peace.)
“Dark days are necessary.
Just as important as the rest,
For if we didn’t have the worst.
We couldn’t recognise the best”
Maureen Lermer 8/2017
In our place of refuge
It was just about us being free.
Free from our mysterious doubts
A place where you and I find peace.
A place where we are holders of our hearts
setting of our dreams
It is my little infinity and your little infinity
This infinity is one we can endlessly visit.
why would i want to be realistic when i have this wonderful infinity to comfort me when things aren’t right
Our infinity, holds our heart
Our dreams take place here
it is our very own
Models:Maureen & Scott
Maureen Lermer 7.2017
No, don’t speak to me
in this moment
Your words can speak to my heart,
deeply but your silence speaks to my soul
Your eyes looking up into mine
and your surrender into my arms
make us one
There is no matter of earth,
or even heaven that can overpower something so profound
A whispering breeze can’t be seen, but
light of our fire dances upon your face
A dark night makes the sea invisible,
but we hear the sound of waves
as we embrace
Our love feels deeper than deep
By Scott Mitchell 6.17.2017
Between the lines are our thoughts,
i reread them before i repose .
I dream of vigils that we lovers keep,
while all night long, I waking sign your name.
The tender sound does every nerve inflame.
Imagination shows me all your charms.
So adorable is your sparkling eye.
Love could you see my heart,
How fond, how true, how free from fraudful to explain
The eager wish, which through my very blood and soul I feel,
Which you cannot believe nor I reveal,
Which every metaphor must render less
And yet which I could well express
between sheets while we merge.
As our souls reach out as we endulge.
Maureen Lermer 24.04.17
She was thae most beautiful girl in the room today. With her immaculate white dress. She says. ‘
I was sad leaving Afghanistan, leaving behind everything, I never knew we will find solace love and care in Germany, Mering’.
My family!!!! She says.. she meant her new home, the Asylee helpers of Mering and other loving people, taking care of them/ her.
What a happy and grateful child.
What ever, future holds for you, may you have the courage to face it with love and respect.
Yours Maureen. ..One love.
I am not an expert in relationships but… I thought…
I am a dreamer, but also an achiever. I think some where in our deeps dreams, we dream of that ultimate person, that wondrous companion that becomes your best friend as well as your lover. If only your dreams had a map and some instructions on how to get to that person, how nice and easy things would be. But I like to think that the more difficult the experience will be. Patience is virtue, as they say. I have gone through my ups and my downs, I think it was all necessary to shape me into the woman I am today. Let’s look at the truth here, a woman or a nan who has never been heart broken, or who had never screwed up a relationship or even a moment, how can these people seriously know how to appreciate a significant or even that truly special someone? How do they know what appreciating a good person is? We require experience only so we can perfectly adjust to that special someone.
I think most people wish for someone considerable, someone who can share their inners elf, go an extra mile together, can debate, humorous, romantic, witty, someone who appreciates, may not have the same hobby but tolerance, great sense of love, trust, respect, passion, friendship.
I know most are testing their luck, but if you are too damp picky, stupid, you may sink down the road too oldness and loneliness. And you may not!!!!!!
A base to a great friendship is a good chemistry, and tendency to reach out to experiment your personality! !
Let’s hope each one have had a taste of true love before we die.
One love. Peace.
Our thoughts, influences our being. Our thoughts are the real bullets, bombs, you name it!!!!
……..Real battels beginns in our minds and not on the battle fields.
What we see out there, are the distructive thoughts of what we think. It posses power, ego over certain people, place, time and environment The will to manipulate who ever and what ever comes our way
What we see, feel, hear, going on, are our thoughts transfered onto a real battle field. Now,we are left to pay the price, on goods we never ordered.
Please, lets think … before we sentence someone to death, with our beastly thoughts.
#influence #negetiveness #race #class #range, #anger #fear… I may not change it, and you probably not! But i know that we are smart enough to use them wisely.
By Maureen Lermer
………..You dance with me
but you’re not aware of me
You even pass me by, not realizing im standing there
……………..You are so into others as if i was not near
…..Will you ever remember my face?
maybe you may remember the days!
it never occoured to me,
you ever realized i am seeking thee have i ever existed in your world? or have i ever been heard ?
I always felt your heart, your pulse , as you pass by close
i’m not spoken to
i am not listend too
i am not even given a chance
i’m invisible im not given a glance
i´m not existing…
i’ll always be on the outside listenning
I was so sick Of being just invisible me…
Hope someday you’ll understand me
may be make things better,
not for me but for you Mister
Wishing i was visible…
instead of invisible..
I am not invisible… I am HERE!!
Scott Mitchell – Photographer/Poet
by Maureen Ndemela Lermer
Dedicated to all those who feel invisible… You are visible.. because you exists.. Because you are WORTH…
This was done by my amazing friend Scott Mitchell Photographer, Poet and Artist, in honor of me. As written below by him. Thanks a whole lot my dearest friend. I wish people can appreciate one another! One Love. Peace!
In honor of my dear friend Maureen in light of her passion to help other people in humanitarian efforts and more, all while never seeking recognition for doing so. “One love” I often hear her say and she means it.
The selfless hold the hope of the world -SM