Dry tears

Old memories  feel as new
old wounds bleed open
dry tears in my cheek
forgotten sorrows
re-enacted today
once again for the sake
my undying grief.
dancing light of candles
fireworks and joy can't touch me
I rise my cup
wishing to heal
wishing to be somewhere else.

Numb

Light come through the window
as rays intertwined with shadows
the room moves and shakes
I feel numb
I can feel everything
except what it's inside
it's a void of deep darkness
Fears creeping in my bed
paranoia playing games
feelings, emotions driving me insane
cheerful music playing loud
to palliate any grief
any remorse..

What's life?

It's life to fall and pick yourself up
countless times
see a dim of light through endless darkness
love and be wounded
curse and be cursed
lie and be lied to?
is it life a wheel of events
that succede eachother
in a line monotonous happenings?
what is life but misery?
small sparks of joy
in a cloudy sky.

Absent

There is people around
they talk and laugh
they think I'm there
but it's a lie
my mind is gone
dreaming in a better place
feeling the warm of fantasy
instead of the present agony
everything lost its flavour
life feels like nothing
as steam jumping
as emotions trapped in a jar
as dark clouds in the sky.

Winged horse

Sweet melody of silence
I raise my eyes to the skies
begging for you to come 
in descendent flight
Oh, winged horse
I want to ride you through clouds
feel so far from what lies beneath
Be detached of all earthly bound.
Oh, winged horse
take me to the skies
never bring me back
the land of sorrows has no hold on me
my soul is meant for more than grief.

Never be

Sad in the solitud of hours
thinking over and over
about those things
that shall never be again
No tears or words
can bring back
what it's forever lost
no drama scene
no cry to the sky
no prayer
no will
turns fate back
as life is never stopping train
and the only way is foward.

Temptation

The sweet voice of temptation
called me by name
whispeared what I wanted
so desired to be
Followed numb
the guide of the maremaid
directing me to deepest
of a dark ocean of tears.
I sink slowly
staring to the sky
undusting memories
of forbidden bliss
that pull me harder
to the button.

Quiet hatred

If I could forget
and heal like other do
how happy would be
have a smile
instead of this smirk
every detail, every offence
carve deep in my skin
I can´t let go
it´s so alive in me
burning slow
in the flame of quiet hatred.

Sadness takes over

A cold, heavy feeling takes over
it covers my eyes in tears
and fills my mind with darkness
those fears that seem indomitable
being forgotten
being unloved
being alone
the room seem smaller
the air is unbreathable
I´m falling in the void
of my own mind
I´m paralized by my sorrow
speechless in pain
unable to make sense
why memories hurt.
to the point making me insane.

Stranger

I saw you from far
as planets about to collide
my eyes searched for yours
but they only found
an empty look
reserved for a strange sight
one more in the crown
I´ve turned into a stranger
staring unconfortably
as you walk away
I feel the sadness
of being unknown
just a face in crown
just a soul away from home.

Somebody

¨Somebody I used to know¨ by Gotye ft.Kimbra

I love this song, it´s so meaningful.I´m writing two poems inspired by it but I thought about sharing this first. Have a nice day!

Station

it rains
it´s cold
the darkness of the night
approaches
I feel the freezing wind
blowing in my face
taking  pieces of it
I feel the sadness of this station
the people hurring to catch
a bus or the train
always heading in or out
like automatons
with empty eyes.
I look at them all
each of them a world
a hell in their own.
I´ll never know.
Some of them hold hands
cheerfully chatting with their mates
it sounds so vain
a man in a turquoise jacket
sits next to me
he rolls his tobacco
and light his smoke
he is in trance
delighted by a joint
I sink my eyes like knives on his face
to show my disgust
after a while it doesn´t matter anymore
this creature thirsty of destruction
it´s too numb to realize
that I am still around.

Staring at the x-mas tree

The lights around the tree
cheerful red and green
I stare at this tree
I can´t feel the joy
it supposed to give
I don´t look foward
to open presents
to live the life of the masses
to fill my emptiness with things
smile and drink that wine of tears
hide my fears
and show world the face
they want to see.

Walks in pride

 doesn´t believe in anything
except himself
walks in pride
in his path of lies
think himself so high
but he´s no more than child
hoping to be love at any cost
wishing to get all, he´s betting for
drama escene and tears
manipulates and gains
all goes to get his way
trying to fill the void
 an empty heart
of a soulless man.

In my veins

The misery of your affection
your sweet words
tangled over me
Infected blood
runs in my veins
desire that drives me insane
keep loving
keep praising you
as  a fool
sized by remorse
it's a curse
that sicks me
fill me with dark thoughts
poison my dreams
with screams
if I had to bleed you out
out of me
I'll split my veins
to bleed out
until last drop
of blind love for you.

Foggy path

The tick fog embrace my path
scary shapes along the way
anticipation for the worse
it  surrounds me
to devour me
to cut me out
out of the list of living things
no star to shine or guide
just shadows and darkness
just a shaky compass
just my pride preventing to go back.

Slave of silence

He closes the gate
keeps for himself
all good and wrong
every single word
only sad eyes
as evidence
of struggle
so much lost
 cause and cost
early frost
in the winter of his soul.

Crossroads

He sold his soul
in the crossroads
to the dark haired girl
he thought it was fair
trade the only thing he had left
he wanted talent
he wanted fame
but never thought
that nothing comes without terms
he had his fame
enjoyed life without blame
not thinking on dark haired girl
not the time she´ll come to collect
to take his soul straight to hell.

Empty eyes

My heart is detached from my body

numb limbs in the floor

lying with empty eyes

staring at an unmercyful heaven

life pass by, scratching knives

deep scars , left behind

feel how I rot and slowly decay

to finally meet my death.

A sign

A twist in the order
a sign in the skies
something that could
guide my mind
a small hint
from above
to help in this line
to make all fine
be happy, joyful
at last.

Smile

I want to smile
not think at all
even if it is vile
smile!
feel as touched
by a god.
joyful at full
no rightful thought
no reasoning involve
smile and laugh
as life is new
no worries or woes
just laughter
just love.

To a toy

The life of a toy is long

change of hands

to live more

I came willing to play

And got lost in the game

Nothing gives me more joy

That my puppet’s locks

Undress it and change its clothes

Talk as only can with a toy

The time ran out

Judging eyes reproach

My childish ways

No longer proper for my age

Trying hard to leave the child behind

But the infant refuses be left aside

Forced upon me years to be

The grown woman I must be

Think selfish of me

Trying to keep my beloved toy

When someone more

Could play without remorse

Perhaps another mistress

Will achieve turn

those wooden limbs

in flesh and bones

give my puppet a voice.

When we two parted

Today a touched rock bottom by choking with chocolate while looking for paper to sketch, I ran out of it. After drinking lots of water felt good enough but not to draw but to read some poetry. Lord Byron moved me with his poem "when we two parted" but I was in tears when I finished "definition of love" by Andrew Marvell. The rhyme and beautiful selection of words is amanzing and soon I will be able to read it without a shaking voice to post it here. The drawings above were made quickly so they are not detailed at all.

"When we two parted" is a nice poem in which Lord Byron describe a sore break-up that it wouldn't be easily forgotten by one of the lovers. It portraits so many different feelings and emotions, not only the distance and sudden indifference but also the open wound when the lovers' name is mentioned. The wondering how love remains instead of fading by the indifference. Also a review on the past- In secret we met-phrase reflected on a future encounter that might be as painful as the initial farewell.

Love is a complicated feeling sometimes and it certainly takes time to make peace with the past. If Lord Byron wrote this as a reflection of his own feelings, I can only say, -well done, girl(whoever you were). Certainly, he would have been over it extremely soon as the hedonist-bisexual freak he was.

Serial flirt

He sadly said
better no other guy
cross your path
other guy, I said
rather wonder
what it meant
Oh yes, he replied
some other your fancy
might favor
A serial flirt
labeled I was
fame so clear
so low in esteem
you hold my being
I bother to deny
what it's for me a lie
words can hurt
and yours cetainly have
that guy, you fear
can be easily repeated
your worries let me clear
no guy will ever be,
cross my way as he did
'cos that guy wasn't just a guy
it was the guy for me.

The land of no blame

My whole body screamed for you
every cell shouted
throw myself at your feet
just touch you
just feel you
just breath the same air again
please take me to the land of no blame
love me , love me,I begged
Or make me your slave
I'm so desperated for your touch
the sound of your voice
oh, one more time and again
I don't want to leave your side
take me to the land of no blame, I said
so i wished ,I could beg
I could say the words
I could solve all
hopeless again I found
empty handed I was
nothing to offer but blind devotion.
murmur a riddle of sorrows
combined with my woes
to leave again wishing to stay.

Adore you

I adore you in silence
in the pain of no words
in the dungeon of sins
I adore you in insanity
a way no one comprehends
a way I only can
I adore you violently
fearfully and wild
I desired with all I have
I adore you again, again
against the law,
against my god.

I'm going to Gent with a group from the art academy, hopefully will be fun to visit museums. No post tomorrow then, I'll be back quite late.

Tears, idle tears

Tears, idle tears is a poem by Lord Tennyson that inspired me to write some words about it.


Tears,idle tears for love gone
we cry and shout
as life goes on
no doubt , no request
it goes, it changes
reinvent itself
success or fails
life do not stop
even we are gone.

The hunter and the red fox

Another glorious morning said the red fox coming out of his den.It will be fun to catch a mouse as breakfast, a hare as lunch and for dinner ,a faisan perhaps .At the other side of the forest a group of hunters are releasing their beagles to search for birds to shoot at.

Those hunting dog are vicious once they are in a group, once they have caught a prey. Unware of any danger the red fox started to hunt as well, searching in all the obvious places but no mice trace. He thought perhaps a bit further among the long dry grass. He deep into the dying grass and knew it wouldn’t be an easy catch but he perceive an scent, he was close. So close he didn’t realized that beagle was about to strike him down. It was vicious attack, the fox defended himself but the beagle's verocious attack was way too strong, it seemed unstoppable while the fox fighted with all he’s got. A shout perturbated the scene, the beagle stopped and a hunter with a red handkerchief around his neck was looking down at him. He feared the end was near, a shot and it will be all over.

The man stared at the fox for what it felt like a long time, it was a look.....
End of part 1.

Dark feathers

Dark feathers of memories                                        
falling from skies
still tormented
hopelessly wonder
he does not long for me
put me in the past
just out of his sight
worthless for him
undeserving grim
it's a sword
inlaid on my chest
I bleed, agonize
as I've lost the fight.




Unfortunatelly after abusing youtube for a couple of days my assigned internet flow got to a near end. I'll be writing until it's over and then I'll wait until the 12th oct. for it to be back to normal. By now, I think my readers don't really like my poems as they mock  in silence(paranoic perhaps but no comments or reactions pretty much point to that). It's an awful feeling but I still have some more poems and a small tale to post.Anyway is my way to make a sort of catharsis.Some quotes that I would like to share: "The only antidote to mental suffering is physical pain" -Karl Marx -and "Reason may cure illusions but not suffering" -Alfred de Musset. Karl Marx promoted communism so any mental suffering people may have would be nothing to the pain of living painfully as ants.I wish, I had some physical pain to alleviate my mental suffering but I've learnt that both just pile together and it's even harder to overcome. Reason is great, makes you act morally correct, walk in the line, pain inside the lines, do as you are told,etc but illusions make life glow and when someone lose that due over reasoning life is opaque.

Forgive me

May happiness be yours
and farewells never hurt you
or any pain ever touch you
forgive me, my love
all the time I've loved you
I hurted you
it was my error
and believe me ,dear
now I'm paying it.
may happiness be yours
while I'll still love you
it's my only prayer
for your sake I'll pray
'til the end of my days.

Childish devotion

Found your friend

he smiled and I waved

civil talk

usual things

said your name

Forgive my blame,

it was my childish devotion

prasing you

as a fool.

Feel my love

Alone in the darkness                                                                                                                                

do you feel my love?                                                                                                                                   

my heart beats next to yours                                                                                                                  

no matter, how lone                                                                                                                                  

how lost you feel                                                                                                                                          

I live in your mind                                                                                                                                     

deep in your heart

as you live in mine.

Erase

If erase and rewind was an option
set on caotic lifes
I'd push the button
would erase so much
empty memory box
no regreats for a lost
everything new and good
no sins, no pain
just live a day
without tears
nor senseless fears.

Another nightmare

I look into the dark

the darkness looks at me

surrounded by bad dreams

only him and I

save me, I scream

he looks at me

turns his back

walks away

desapear into the fog

keep shouting his name

crying in fear

as the shadows embrace me

feel so cold

as life goes.

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Come to me

Come to me
my fair love
come to me
we shall be the best
come to me
let us be friends again
walk in one lane 
delight me with your sight
let us forget our fight
come to me
my fair love
'cos excistence is a strife
as you left my life.

Ripped off

Old man, your blue eyes
remind me of someone
shall not name
old man, I gave you my coins
the few I had
for  sad melodies
played in your acordeon
today eager again
to drop some coins
in your black box
could not find you anymore
too late, thought I was
but again saw you near by
getting in your own car
feel so ripped off
mainly by my bohemian thought
that street musician shall be all  poor.

Once again

Once again can't forget
mind set
bond to thee
can't be unmade
took my chance
to make it right
to others eyes
for my displeasure
bitter pleasure
fine feels wrong
wrong feels fine
as shadows embrace
my dying heart
darkness of a path
fear to take
to behold once again
thy loving eyes.

So called sane

Sloppy hair

shabby dressed

she walks around

as nobody cares

talks to herself

cries and shout

no one knows her

nobody cares

it is just one of many

insane souls

fully loaded with the pity

of some

so called sane.

Insane obsession

multi-faced one obsession

One thought takes over

repeats itself infinitely

write,write,write it out

as it could leave my mind.

worthy of fear,so intense

every minute must whisper

that name.

unstoppable compulsion

try ,try , desperade

tame it somehow

more, more, more

slowly devour

one thought

shout in the dark

must calm down!

must be good now

make peace with destiny

C'est la vie

but oh no!

mind keeps dragging

insanity

exhausted in tears

please let me live.



Soon

"The hunter and the red fox"

Two worlds clashing by accident.                                                 

Pretender

Hypnotize himself
creates his world
made out of words
happy, brilliant,succesful
repeats to himself
wish I had this talent
to create my own reality
to hypnotize myself numb
perhaps might help  a joint
'cos my sadistic mind
can't be fool
at least not by this fool.

Fire without smoke

As the alarm went off
walk out,  sigh
scattered sheeps
far insight
catch your smile
you're fine
shouldn't doubt
my woes projected
you're fine
turning your back
walking further
even more from  me.

It hurts

It hurts
Knowing that'll miss you all my life
Knowing that I hurted you deep
Knowing that you despise me
It hurts
Feels like my chest is wide open
the knife is still inside
Feels like the deepest sorrow
that does not fade
It hurts
Simply 'cos there is no way to fix it
Simply 'cos memories hit hard
Simply 'cos love can not be denied.

Train station

Old station surrounded
all the freaks around
alcoholics having their morning booze
the insane sitting by
same inmigrants standing aside
masses coming and going
bees in the hive
I'm passing by
rushing to somewhere
I see your face in the crown
you're always there in my eyes
no time to stare
allucination must wait.

Addiction

Trembling violently

obsessed with one thought

longing for my next shot

to fix my world

to make all gone

to make me whole

the rush ,I long

the hive,mermaids' song

feels divine.

a wild, long kiss

even just the sight of him

he is all I need

the air I need to breath

to stay alive.

Always late

Too late we are
on our own device
for love departs
floppings cards

time waits  no more
as we are strangers
to the clicking clock
unwarned dangers

cards had shown
a rhime well known
our fate
as we are too late.

Better at night

I write better at night

as I fear to sleep

words just flow to you

like blood in the battle field

I write better at night

as I am terrified of dreams

that crawl into my bed,

serenity shead

dreams I shouldn't have

torture of seing

what it's for me denied.

I write better at night

attempting repeatly

exorcise through words

my wounded heart.

Hush

Hush, hush, powerful I am
can make a grown man hide
and be the last to leave
shed some tears
hush, hush, no discord
not a word.
feel so mighty
fear and tears,my tribute
paid every friday for a man
that cowardly hides
for fear to tears.
mighty of sore
do not wish to possess
but nevertheless I have.
So I shall pretend
that I have not seem
or hear that grey horse
ridden by the fearful
paying my tribute
in full.

No good or bad

Fangs grow and darkness show
as someone pull a discord
away  from our wish and demand
there is no good or bad
just different sides
ideas, views or desire
conflict arise
 as we can not avoid the clash
every side claims to be the right
Pride guides
leader and puppeteer in the war
popularity in high demand
everyone takes a side.

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Tears on the soup

As I finish my prayer
to thank for my meal
tears run down my cheek
straight to the soup plate
my salty tears make wholes
transparent drops of soul
my throat closes tied
soup is getting cold
and tears burn slow
carved lines in my face
what is wrong they ask?
why you cry?
I simply reply
I miss what love was
but sometimes
It just hurts to be alive.

A dream walking

Oh dream! my love
the sweet wine of your lips
the tender touch of your skin
fascinanting delights
offers I can't deny
you're a dream walking
dancing and laughing
I want to laugh with you
enjoy your glowing sight
forget the daily fight
sadness of regreat
all the misery of being alive
seem to fade away by your side.

Theatrical lies

Grey or black still a lie
white and innocent still a trap
tangled,simple, flat
needed,pityful,sad
evil, good or just bad
untruthful words come out
the show can not last
eventually the curtain will fall
the audience will leave
and there will be just one in the spotlight

I'll survive

It's like Gloria Gaynor sings
You'll survive
no doubts on that
You are tough
and determined
You'll survive
no doubts on that
open wounds will close
remaining only a shiny scar
foggy memories of the past
pilling in a hidden coner of your mind
I'll survive
no doubts on that
wounded and down
I'll stand up
laberiths can be deceitful
but I'll see my way out
I'll survive
no doubt on that
anyone can get around
breath in and out
You'll survive but I'll miss you
you have to move on but I'll keep you in my heart
I'll survive wishing It was different
and you would be mine.

19th April

A room full of buzzing sounds

crowded with people

all of them so bizarre

none of them could catch my eye

except you and your weird looking style

staring curious across the room

you never returned a glance

felt even more mesmerize

of your mysterious eyes

a whispering voice said no more

too late, captive I was

I couldn't be detached.

Fleeting moments

Wishing,longing, crying
feeling as sinking
in a great ocean of tears
feeling perpetual devotion
for the one with no regards
no regards towards me.
wishing,longing,crying
for moments that
shall  never be repeated
bitter sweet memories
of fleeting moments
carved on my mind
wishing longing,crying

Glory

I begged for good fortune
be release from my torture
and you come to me now!
oh! filthy wore
Now you come
when it doesn´t matter anymore
when my heart is lost
when I do not care anymore
I refused to pay for you then
and now you come for free
do I suppost to take you now?
smile and wave like a clown.

Bad and Crazy

I've been bad
need to stop
all my nasty ways
let you live again
let me poison myself
slowly with my words.
run away from me
leave me in the past
Be rational would be a clever advice.
Remember, I leave the door open
open if you decide to come
even if you'd never come.
Lines of my tormented mind
but more of all
my crazy heart.

Come back

I know you want to
lose your silly pride
turn your back, you'll see me smile
you read me every night
my words have turned into a balsam
or source of torment
completly self applied
with any regard
from good or wrong
come back to me
lets shake hands
forget the past
be mine platonically
be my knight.
Such a laugh
for a bloody minded guy
no poem or rhyme
could make you turn your back.

Smile

Self hypnosis, self brain wash
to every question, every sight
reply gladly, I am more than fine
smile widely
cheerful at any time
draw inside the line
eat your feelings out
pretend as anyone else
that life is flawless
I am not crazy
truth is absolute
good and resolute
someday, somehow
I'll believe it,
I'll wake up with a smile
and be more than fine.

One last kiss

Simple request of mine
a last kiss
stared at your at eyes
say our farewells
It can not end as it is
just stop and forget
My mind does not concieve it
my heart can not allow it
the burning flames of hell can wait
but my desire shall not be persuade
take my hand one last time
I know, you shake inside
when I whisper your name
when I say it's fine
let me take you in my arms
let my sooth your mind
kiss you softly or kiss you wild
no matter how, I long for you
even if it is one last time.

Burial

Tears of sorrow
walking slow
you say please, not a word
see me no more
one last glimpse
take the shovel
throw some dirt on me
I hardly can see
heavy soil pilling up
feel your pain and regreat
You have covered this hole
with me on it
six feet under of distance
do I hurt less now?
Run and cry like a child
or just accept that we are one.

Nightmares

Covered by the shadows
scary thoughts take shape
death,treason and departure
cry silently asleep
unable to open an eye
a series of misfortunes
one after another
a performer among others
dancing with a knife
caught in a fight
struggling to breath
as ends in tragedy.

My lost.

Surrounded by beauty

except one

full filling a dream

leaving behind my heart 

wishing to rejoice

instead of weeping

for my lost.

In another life

If there is another life,
I want you there.
if there is another dimension
where I could escape to
I want you there too.
I want you and no one else
you are my obsession,
without consessions.
the passion that makes
my blood boil
the inspiration moving my soul
the thought of you
makes words flow
as wild rapids in my head
It can't be undone on me.

All cost

Words are breath of the soul
as soil to a seed to grow
forgive my soul
for intruding your thoughts
I wanted to keep you at all cost
clearly see that my ill-manners
came across other matters
hundred times, I could beg
I could kneel down
put lilies in a crown
forgiveness will be never found.

No Longer Peace

if our issues were like equations
in which all the negatives could turn positive
our lives,our love would be posible
As life is life
promises are promises
nothing is as we wish to be
but as it is meant to be
vainly I tried
find a loop whole
where we could be
my battle is not over
though it seems
I can not longer find peace
or simply release
what you are to me
off you go
far from memories
to put behind my hurtful being.

Sob

The cold wind that blows
a brown jacket
black slippers
silver coins
a painting in the wall
a stranger on the bus
going to the city
everything in nothing
all  meaningful
memories of you
that keep torturing me
popping out unexpected
from a corner to me sob.

Standing outside

I can't close that door
I have crossed it
standing outside
but looking back keeps me alive
living in  memories
caresing clouds
I can't close that door
not if you are in the other side
tick,tock, tick, tock
I'm running out of time
it's going to close
crashing my fingers
splashing my blood on your face.

Don't go

No air when you are gone
No peace in my mind
No hope to be fine
just quietly moan
Don't desapear
this world is too big
to find you again
I beg you
fall in my knees
in tears
don't go.

Buh

In the crossroads
as ghost walks
so people run
unwanted freak
so it feels.
don't be polite
just shout in fear
hide your face
convince yourself
you have not seen
what it seems.

Gone

No trace
no voices in your place
you seem gone
I stared at your window
hoping you will come
it's just a sad yellowish building
it's just another sad day
it's just another lunatic passing by
it's just not knowing how to heal.
too much, too soon
too many shadows of doubts
no way to clear that up.

Calming embrace

No pain or gain

could ever repaid

those tears

solitude and fears

this agony of being far

self inflicted scar

long for a calming embrace

cares thy hair

whisper soothing words

to erase thy woes.

Don´t die

Poor biker at steenweg op Zevendonk
rush to his dead towards a trunk
there was no case
he died at scene
taking his sins
the trunk driver prays
begging don´t you die on me
biker coming out of nowhere
Don´t you dare to die
no help or prayer
could avoid the dispair
of a biker without care.

loving in silence

My love hidden in a box
away from curious eyes
away of judging sigh
keeping every tear
containing all that fear
of still holding on so tied
I have lost the fight
all I have is a suvenir
of what I can't have near.

Puzzle

Picking the puzzle pieces
scattered on the floor
your face in a different form
still blue eyes, still my own
I broke the puzzle
not know how to put it back
all the pieces seem to have turned
in something far from what they were before
is it meant to be spread?
and for ever apart?
is it just me? lazy to pick it up.
is it me or way more?.

Guilty blush

Dusting old memories

well deserved injuries

deep pain crush

oh,guilty blush

of hellish lust.

Getting lost

in that deep fog

of all I truely still fond.

Rage

Slip a rope around your neck
pull it tied until you're dead
 caotic noisy mind
rage turning me blind
closing my eyes to see you
having no clue
what i would like to do
watch you lose the fight
putting you away from my sight
to deep myself in the dark sea
tonight you'll see murder in me.

Ouch

Ignore my words
play no more
push away
find your way
life is short
save at thy port
shall not regreat
unlikely to forget
deep blue
of having no clue.

Sleep

I want to close my eyes

fall into a morphine sleep

no sadness, no lies

bleach the black sheep

stop being a creep

give eternity a peep.

Singing bird

As we seattle a deal

despite any feel

I would sing and be nice

as long as the cage open remains

you hold me too tie

shattering my wings,full of dreams

and let me to die.

do you expect me to forget_?

sing sweet melodies again

soothe your fears away.

my feathered head knows best

retribution,anything else would be less.

Hangman

Soft voice in the back whispering all night

shut and gone , silent solitude remains

fleeting memories no longer in demand

sank deep in the sand

weird or mad still miss my hangman

making all good though bad

soothing my mind, adjusting the knot

shattering my stand.



Meet the sun

Meet the sun creature of the night
burn and cry, slowly die
let that light go through
as blazing, flaming swords
inflaming pain beyond words
intense long agony
wretched excistence ,dead prophecy
sorrow and woes bound
ever safe and sound.

Light a candle

Light a candle for you
when you leave without a clue
if the light can guide your way
even if it turns too late.

I shall wait impacient
for a sign in sight
to sooth my worries away
making this a brighter place.

do not get lost in this world
where pain and woes
rule that inconstant flow
souls falling deeper than low.

Silky pages of delight

Sparks of joy in my head
while passing my fingers
pages of silky delight
I could touch and read you
endlessly with the same excitment
I must return you;
I had kept you for too long.
I wish you were mine,
but that booksell claims you
could I kiss you goodbye?
could I forget about you?
keep reading my books
enter in the cycle of reading
reading to know insted of doing it for love
I'll see you from far in your section of "do not touch, dangerous"
while I wishing you were mine
shivers of unreasonable anger
go through my spine
with the thought of someone else
touching your pages with the same delight.

Dance

misery and I
Dance all night
again and again
same songs
disturb melodies
out of memories
beg to be spared
but she insist
we draw circles
change cycles
her tied embrace
feeling no air
increasely pathetic
almost poetic.

Fight within

Fight within continue
waited bump into
why wrong actions can feel so good?
is it the rebel on us that like it?
is it our taste for evil?

pick a side and it will define
divided minds, thoughts and love
infinite misery of days
so much combined

I´ve seen that light
that goes through miles
Deconstruction of us that turn
in you and I.

Bon voyage

In thy way
to far away
wish to cry
sad goodbye

see thy eyes
when closed mine
unfinished dreams
ended in screams

unfolded wings
blowing wind
take a break
fly away.

fold in my heart
thy token remains.

Every tear

Every tear
brings me close
though feeling lost
to pay the cost.

A sad guitar
sing blue melodies
intertwined with misery
solitud of just be

Nothings remain
but that arraign
justly assign
to cry and resign.

Words

Blue eyes that sing
oh sad melodies
lonesome and bored
no escape bit depressed

walk the streets
surrounded but alone
quiet desperation
cursed constellations

fill your solitude
fill it with words
make your day like no other
today go further.

dead inside

broken promises
dead weight
pushing me to the botton
feel the rocks
water all around
fighting for air
it just so heavy
all streght leaving
darkness takes over
soon it will be over.

my crime

sleepless nights filled with fear
nothing remains but tears
prasing death
laid flat on a bed

hate the reflection on the mirror
living far from my heart dearer
against myself love betray
instead of stop I laid

Take me, I say
cold hands of fate
take me away
to the land of decay.

misunderstandings

long words

unstopping gibberish

untied the leash

listen and you'll see

what I say it's what I mean

it's not mean

starting to lean

sounds unclear

no intentions to decieve

take or leave

feel so far, my dear

Pegasus

Let me climb on your back
unchain my soul
leave all sorrows
let's hide among clouds
unpatient time
I am ready to leave
my terrestrial burdens
make blue sky,my home
spread your wings
set me free.

Back & forth

Hard to remain
under the lock
usual spots

follow the advice
continue that vice
perpetual dazzle

unsolved puzzle
tangled words
back and forth.

Cut my chain
do not stare.

doubts and fears

So much time being a doll
playing quiet and nice
trying not to fall
do as you are told

Little hole in the roof
climb and flee
do not look back
to be careless and free

I do look back
feeling guilty for rising
ungrateful and mean
cause of gloom.

Life

Pretending a smile
sweet and mild
hidding beneath
undesaireable truth
Send me free
with roots of tree
lacking life
rowling dice
my destiny
laids in your charity.

Struggle

Every breath
with seconds
hours
days
drag a heavy chain
legs threat to give up
numb mind
tangled memories
bitter sweet flavour
in a decieving mouth
bleeding ears
of constant torture.

Blue letters

I wrote hundred letters
but only got two.
word by word
created a world
in which my only lord
sitting his trone
adored and loved
by me alone.
got my letters back
now they are hundred and two
burning in the backyard
tears drop on the fire
so many words
for my only lord
high his trone.

Invocation

When future looks grey
or better say darker as betray
unfraid of blue
as having no clue
please pass some news
of my beloved muse
even a timid sign
of having to resign.

Desdain

Nothing to demand

Burns inside

No claim to be made

Just to watch aside

No rights

No law

Desdain to the bone

Craving alone

For something long gone

Never posed

Just adored.

Scorn

In yellow path

He has been seen

Walking cheerfully

With a blond .

I heard it

feel it

I can forgive my best friend

But never the wanton.

Thought of him, so high

Thought of him so pure

Nothing so mean

Nothing obscene

filthy loose.

Praise love with words

Denieying it in soul

Can I forgive my best friend?

Though Never the whore.

At the parking lot

Playing the accordeon

Old man

All the melancholic notes

I enjoy

You remind of someone

still carved on my stone

Drown in misery

Notes of courtesy

A bit of fantasy

For the busy bees

aim some sympathy

No one notice , old man

We are both misplace

As boxing in lace

The coin rain to wait

Though eventual drop

We are both misplace

No one appreciate.

Smiling eyes

When eyes can not lie

Decieving Mouth takes over

Perfectly made as bow tie

Everything must be cover

Twisted words

Crooked wills

Tied knots

Damnage control must be call

( working in a matching illustration)

The dark shadow

Raining again



Drops of no gain



Watching through a Window



a dark figure in a hood



He is coming to take me



To take me away



To a place of no pain


numb smile



Raise my arm to reach



My fingers trapped behind the glass



Dreaming eyes waking at last



nothing but my reflection in the glass.

Squirrel

Far from being terrified by me, you are standing there eating your nut. I want to approach but i have no chance, you will run and hide.
Oddie the squirrel, eating a nut
nothing poetic about
next to a road
next to a tree
no bother to be seen
oddie keeps sorting nuts
while figuring cuts.

Through the window

He is staring outside, the fence is open but he closes his eyes. I wonder what he thinks or better, what he is dreaming with eyes open. More likely,scenes of torture and his next strike.
He sits there absort, meditating and enjoying every thought,every future action in advance..sometimes, I loath your evil calm. It´s like you know , you will win no matter what.
I do not close my eyes to dream anymore, dreams have proven to be far more dangerous than realities.I claw my eyes on you,waiting for your next move, waiting for you to kill my pows and burn my walls.

claims

Earth claims a tree

There is a hole on me
It can not be fill
you were there
rooted deep on me.
one but different
destiny indifferent

cried and begged
to blinds and deafs
trying to keep the life embrace
Taken away
To be replanted somewhere.

Black trousers

The lake can be barely seem from the bike´s path , nature has formed a vegetation wall to protect what is there to see. Many times, I have passed by slowly to see what´s beyond the leaves and branches. Even in the rush of the day,the lake looks so calm.
Perhaps the serenity of the trees and a the waters attrackted more than curious eyes last night. Dark torn trousers laid on the grass, left there in a rush venturing into woods. A hasty night walker could have just jumped the fence that now looks broken.
My mind wonders staring at the confusing evidence, a shapeshifter caught by the full moon or just mental pacient running without clothes. Prefer the first to visualize, there are few things that seem magical and even fewer that will remain.

TIME

unstoppable timer
slowly rotting
deeply loathing
the frenetical ticking
eyes shut
hear no more
the endless ticking
turning in dust
tick, tock
once more
tick, tock
time is up.

Prison

A prison is more than just bards
more than restricted freedom
It´s a believe inserted on a mind.
the gate keeper whispering
the constand feeding of fears.
prisoner?slave? puppet?
all together in one.
can a soul fight an endless sentence
even when the hope is gone?
days passing like drops falling down a window
making paterns in lines.