Budapest    1983 -    
Poet.
Playwright and short story writer.
Full blown coffee-addict.
Hopeless romantic. :-)

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Poet.
Playwright and short story writer.
Full blown coffee-addict.
Hopeless romantic. :-)

https://www.instagram.com/bosa.diana.engler/
https://www.facebook.com/DianaBosaEngler/
Diána Bósa
Diána Bósa
4 days ago

Once my birth was simple:
you made me up unwillingly;
I leaped from your forehead like
Athena did from Zeus'.
You were more than just a father-figure
and back in those days
you found joy in my design.
From a glance of you
I learned the light,
from another the darkness itself.
I craved to know more
but somehow you lost the will teach me;
to finish my making real.
And now
in the embrace of
your torturing abandonment
I became my own midwife:
to learn my own creation,
to be my own design.

Lovesong for Hannibal

On the sky's hummock
she is like a ziggurat;
a gardener of

stars who takes care of
their shining watching over
their sparkling glimpses.

My only hope that
maybe she intend to look
after our little

and unfortunate
star too. The dim one under
whom our love was born to beam.

#love   #sad   #hope   #sky   #star   #choka   #berlin   #ziggurat   #fernsehturm  

I wonder where to wander,
alone I am a loner;
once your mate-rover
but now just a harmless pushover
for my path is over
by turning a cold shoulder
to me, you alter into a voiceover
of my kismet, a veiled exposure.

#love   #alone   #lost   #rhyme   #wander   #path   #free   #over   #verse  

My neon-hearted one,
vibrating throbs shining through
the soul-soaked night. It

is an endless ride
on this forlorn, pebble-skinned
autobahn; I still

can feel you out there.
Your heartstrings are like distant,
radio waves; such

beautiful white noise
attached to the senses of
mine anchoring me

into a godspeed
velocity just to safe
and sound; here and now reach you.

#love   #noise   #heart   #waves   #neon   #choka   #radio   #speed   #heartstrings   #velocity  

The heart is but a
yawning wound, needs to be burned
out. See? There you go...

#love   #heart   #haiku   #blue   #senryu   #wound   #medication   #burnout  

And I've become the
victim of my own hybris.
I was ...careless and

proud when I thought you
are harmless to me. Now I
am trying to

bribe Fate itself to
give me back my wasted years;
the years I wasted on you.

#love   #time   #blue   #fate   #choka   #bribe   #hybris  

As you became out
of control, out of touch,
out of sight, out of

your own depth at last
I learned that altering
for hinky pathways

will impede me from
knowing a higher self; a
journey toward the within.

 
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