Forgiveness

Forgiveness is not likely to be given
for those who show no remorse
it's more likely for those
who in tears force
laws, and condole with the pitiful
I shall not lower myself
Intead I shall accept
Any injury, unfair insult
to bend my knee
infront of those who
I despise the most
Rather prefer the pit
the given title of prevaricator
witch and satan's kin
Offer my neck to executioner
gladly I shall perish
than uttering a word of praise
for those I depise the most.

Knocking the door

Closed doors of an empty house
Despite the looks
I knocked the door
even thou there was no response
I kept knocking
knocking at your door
Despite the looks
Even thou was no response
there were my foolish hopes
that kept me standing there
waiting in vain
to see a smile, to see your face
I kept knocking
knocking at your door
Despite the looks
even thou was no response
Until my knuckles began to bleed
and there was so much pain
Hope shrinked to the size of a coin
I could not longer go on.

River's Stone

A stone in the river
far more beautiful
than the rest
caught my eye
the sun's light made it stand
among so many
A stone in a pile
so unique needed to be mine
I reached for it
hold it in my hand
but the shine was gone
it was just a stone
that shine under water
because of the sun
It was just a stone
dry inside and cold
nothing more.

Whisper my name

Whisper my name,
I´ll be there
keep me alive
feed my dreams
dance through the night
long just one thing
above all means
embrace me
tight, with your words
whisper my name,
again and again
so I´ll be there
holding you
loving you.

I take my leave

I take my leave, sir
no tears in my eyes
certainly no grief
except the one
of having met you
believe you, kind
I take my leave, sir
hoping to easy
my broken pride
heal the wounds
that´ll proof
no deep enough
to bleed me out
I take my leave, sir
longing for retribution
to see you fall
perhaps no by this humble pawn
secretly rejoicing
on a future encounter
where I will have
the high hand.

Used to

Used to search
 in those eyes of yours
a glow, life inside of them
 beautiful and cold as they are
 used have a mesmerizing effect
 hoped to see
beyond their color
beyond the cold
beyond the facade
Waited too long
long enough to see that
 They are cold
 there is not a glow
 absolutly no beyond.

A collateral

Mr. time management
so cool and numb
unable to feel
unable to give without recieving
everything has price in the market
where the interest fluctuate
according to credit ratings
the client solvency
a collateral must always
back up a debt
No risk must be taken
all in control
same clothes
same lines
same trip
same people
same tired eyes
slave of profits
puppet of expectations
moving strings of moral
triggered by fear of being different.

Intoxicating and unkind

Two words that define him
in every  possible way
Cold and distant 
a touch of inmense pride
shinning in his eyes
like beautiful pearls
At times though it was not true
that underneath He could feel
It was just a mirage
a lie that I made myself believe
There is nothing to offer
there is nothing to take
Empty shell so alluring
intoxicating and unkind.

No direction

No signaled path
no direction
turning and turning
without control
lost myself
lost a love
I grief in silence
for everything
that now seems gone
I hear Chopin
and every note is a tear
every day is just a day
life goes on
though not me.

For a moment

It felt like time stopped
to be close to feel your warmth
enjoy some time in my head
picturing things that will never be
it felt like morphine
running down my veins
For a moment
It felt both ways
Until a cold bucket of water
hit my face
to wake me up, to see
that the only fool was me.

Opium

Sweet lips that
 I have kissed
tender chest
 I have embraced
Oh wonderful glory
my opium, my drug
my poison of choise
eyes so divine
hair as the sun
in his arms
my mind was lost
all dignity gone
I cried my fate
cursed my past
All to be numb
kiss those lips
embrace a dream
doze off in a lie.

Grow up

He said grow up
stop childish indecisions
I looked down in shame
nothing desired more
to be as he wished
descisive,assertive and brave
time has passed
salty waves wet the shore
many ships have gone out of sight
sundowns and sunrises
Nothing would do
still a child at heart
still playing with fire
still betting against the odds
still dancing alone.

Departure

We parted in peace
so it seems
You took your way
so far away
I cried my shared
blamed and cursed
lame and lost
the cold lonely embrace
of what's gone
I mourned your departure
like a wheeping widow
in my night pillow.
I made big fuss
kick and shout
all in vain
as you are gone.

Done and over

Words turned in sentences
turned into a letter
it was a last goodbye
a simple good luck
Rather for what it was
than for what it is
No feelings involve
only the wish of no return
turn the page
let it go
slowly lost on the horizon
partly hurted
partly realeased
wholly done.

Reputation

Words can be weapons
lies can be told
love can be faked
life can be sold
Nothing is flawless
do as I told
always be proper
do not raise your voice
someone can hear
perhaps a foe
what careless has been said
turn it on your fall
whispering neighbors
a name in the mud
Every strategic move
to rise and shine
to be loved and praised
in a little world of fake.

Black suit

Day by day a black suit
nothing special, only to blend
into the crowd of nameless souls
rushing in every direction
climbing to the top
the routine has begon
the drill of having the work done
payment at the end of the month
back and forward
endless time
Numb and faceless
a black suit climbs the hill
day by day
to have a weekend  face
succeed in the race
win his bread

so he said.

Empty

Sad eyes that tell too much
heavy concience , tired memory
empty words
life in the rush
hours of work
travel hours
endless days of just existing
breathing in and out
numb and unsatisfied
slaving routine
unpleasing people
 boredom of days
same as yesterday
same as tomorrow
same as next week.

Hate

I hate to remember
I long to forget
delete every tiny detail
what it was
what I wished to be
I loath your name
despise your face
spit on your pride
of stupid man
I choke on rage
all I wish, it's to forget
lay my head in peace
dream again
see the world with hope
instead of desdain.

Cowboy

Ride to the sunset, cowboy
go to where you come from
don´t look back
there is no one to wave goodbye
start again with a new face
forget the past and smile
so easy, so light
empty headed
a pot as a heart
you can make it
there or anywhere
have youth, have charm
a little brain to match size
all answers on a pipe
Ride to the sunset, cowboy
It´s a small town for such bright guy
take your chance
because no one is waving goodbye.

Illusion

When an illusion dies
it hurts beyond any lost
more than vicious lie
or any high cost

it's losing a dear friend
it's being unfairly condemned
 it's coming home alone
it's spining without control

When an illusion dies
leaves an open wound
a war without allies
it's to feel doomed

there is a funeral in the eyes
no room to improvise
just tears of farewell
a fade joy to remember.

A saviour, a knight

No knight, no saviour
just life as it is
stop believing
in a face that would bring
oh joy
oh happiness for sure
how easy it was
to believe
to see beyond
to wish for a better fate
life in rose
The knight lost his sword
the saviour lost his bravery
I lost my faith in both.

A dark corner

Bleeding hands
broken hopes
hidding in a dark corner
hoping not to be seen
hidding tears
grin, intent of a smile
two walls to hold
in a world that is crumbling
beneath my feet
falling sky in my head
so much sorrow
so much desire
buried slowly in the sand
hearing the sound
crowds all around.

Beast

Carefull the Beast is hidding
behind a scream of respectability
behind the mask of age and wisdom
The Beast smells the air
strong scent of his victim
all to be seem
smiles and grace
Gently persuation of words
that slowly guide the prey to the cave
to be bleed to death
scream and mourn in pain
to satisfie its conceit
to see himself reflected
in terrorized eyes
to play god
to be supreme .

Existing and Living

Breathing in and out
just exist in this world
see the pain and the lost
suffer and die
Live a life
so much to think
to feel
to love
to see
have the right to choose
to be you
Easier to exist just to breath
just be one of many.

Sometimes solitude

She knocks on your door
invite herself in
embrace you numb
all the tears
run down your cheek
can't stop
can't get away
solitude has you
Prisoner without sentence's end.

Garden of bleeding roses

When time has run out
patience have left
so many words
again déjá vu
Love, oh love
where have you gone?
I look for you endlessly
in the garden of bleeding roses
thought it hurts
I keep searching to find you again
oh love, sweet love
I've lost you in the garden
I might never find
never hold
never feel
never see again
Love
silent cry
whispear your name
wandering twisted paths
dense foliage
unmerciful nature
poor judgement.

Don't try to compete

Oh, Ling, Ling
when a pet needs to show
her tricks and make a show
paint or dance
doesn't matter
with teary eyes
hungry of praise
Oh Ling, Ling
you're being silly
don't try to compete
hopeless intents
to be real
to be me
don't try to inject
the green poison of envy on me
you can have your show
in the big city of shine
you can paint from here to sky
and back
anyone can do it, even a pet
anyone can try
anyone can pretent that
talent hides in them
at the end of the day
you know, you're no more than a pet.

Voices outside

The door bell ring
a call in phone
someone at the door
someone wants to speak
I shut my eyes
I squeeze myself deeper
deeper in this room's corner
the voices outside
at first whispering
now screaming in horror
I can't move
I can't face what's beyond
they are coming closer
they are breaking the door
desperation, my heart in terror
my last pray
before being awake.

Homesick again

I need to go home to hug you
to hear your voice again
it has been so long
it has been so hard to be away
I feel lost without you
something is missing in me
it's the piece of heart we share
it's your unconditional love
you're so unique
you're so genuine
I wish, I could have wings
to fly to you.

Silent house

Silent rooms screaming for life
black cat sleeping in a couch
white light coming through windows
far thoughts fearing to die.
Silent -conner expectator
wishing to fall sleep
to dream a dream
to have  hope
to be happy
to smile.

Rooted sorrow

Dark roots tangled around me
pulling hard leaving scars
teary eyes and motionless limbs
hopeless I stand
consumed by fears
dragged by forces beyond me
seems too late
to try to escape
or cry for help
the roots of sorrow tangled
all around me
sofocating me slowly
taking the life resting on me.

Witness of pain

It hurts to see
how you're turning away
numb by your pain
going insane
It hurts to see
how you scratch to bleed
again and again openly
I have tried to close my eyes
close my heart
built a wall
It hurts to see
that your blindness
doesn't allow you too see
beyond your own will.
It hurts to see
that with every wound
in you, deeply carved
self made
you're taking my sanity
and not only me.

I wanted

I wanted to take you beyond
the sad trees and the lonely afternoons
the monotonous,wordless days
the quiet existence of a ghost
I wanted to move your horizon
out of the margens of trivial
turn your world into a wonder
forget of all evil
embrace fragil moments
deny old rules
live in euphoria
caress glory .

Spin

Close your eyes and spin

don't let the clock stop you

with  the endless ticking of fading time

nor the running life

that unexpectly can kiss you

goodbye

spin to the sound of the nocturne

find delight in every note 

as if it was first,last and only one.

Doomed from the start

We turned down the little voices
whispering  auguries of misfortune
we waved goodbye to the reason
 as we welcomed indescision
traded our saint's halos
for a wicked tridents
all in sake of what we wanted .
retribution day came
swapping us away
to teary land of Wedidallforlove.

Crocodile skin

Light drops of memories
timidly dripping down the window
defreeze emotions
 lost battles
past lives
ancient history
returning to carve
a deeper scar
no, no this time
no, scar can be carved
no, memory can hurt
no, ghost can hunt
crocodile skin
selective memory
paranormal non-believer
all in me.

Within

The monster within
whispers,
scratches his nails
against the dark walls
sounds of anguish
desperation
locked up for weeks
awaiting the walls to give up
the seal to break
and be free again
He tell himself stories
feed on memories
lunatic sudden laughter
he knows
he feels
no walls can keep him
no seal can block the door
not for long.