Please stop talking like me
I don't sound good
coming from you
Jan 11, 2021
Jan 11, 2021 at 1:31 PM UTC
I poured myself
inside your cup
pretended to be tea
your lips pursed to the rim
burning kiss
bile churns
you forgot
I'm made of sins
Jan 11, 2021
Jan 11, 2021 at 7:20 AM UTC
I'm not scared of death
but
I was scared when I saw it in your eyes
I'm not scared of death
but
I'm scared of your silent why
Jan 11, 2021
Jan 11, 2021 at 7:20 AM UTC
I stay up waiting
for the sun to rise,
only to be
hypnotized
watching the
moon stride
across the speckled
night sky.
Jan 11, 2021
Jan 11, 2021 at 7:19 AM UTC
Cold we surpass the skies and clouds?
Could we be more than what we want?
Could we stay out of that crowd?
What if we’ll just be sad and daunt?
With all my hearth believe in thee
With all your soul you love me too
Grow up my love, we’re like a tree,
From small to big, we rise, we’re new
So don’t give up, forever fight,
Be strong as winter north winds are.
We found our ways, our paths are bright,
And light like dark night skies by stars.
Have confidence and shout ‘’we can!’’
Create a world just with your hand.
Spread out our love in all you have,
Go further ‘till the distant end.
And when that day, the Death, will come,
We’ll smile together, arm in arm.
And with grave tears in our eyes,
We’ll say to Death ‘’we touched The Skies!’’
Jan 8, 2021
Jan 8, 2021 at 9:58 AM UTC
There once was a rotten tax collector
Who combed the rich Italian sector
He lined his grimy pockets
By cheating those he audits
Alas! today's appointment was one Hannibal Lecter
Jan 8, 2021
Jan 8, 2021 at 5:51 AM UTC
Just take a minute before you fall into it,
you should be risking, so take it
there’s nothing to lose
deeper and deeper
feel in your lungs
going and growing
you’re like an infinite rage
Jan 8, 2021
Jan 8, 2021 at 5:47 AM UTC
They have all signed their names in the register,
they are figures in a satirical play
the city is veiled with smoke
It’s 5 o’clock.
Rapunzel is in her tower
which she built it up herself
without doors or any window
above
beneath there’s Orwell’s world;
Merida is still running through the forest,
She wants to find a brigand
To go after the gargoyle’s register,
But the forest is burning.
And the Little Mermaid,
No longer came from the depth;
Though Peter Pan is still flying,
To find a curious
Sleeping Beauty
*
It’s 5 o’clock
and they have signed the register
they are people in a satiric world
they have covered the city
Jan 6, 2021
Jan 6, 2021 at 5:51 PM UTC
It’s white: a terrifying colour full of silence.
My sight is melting, spreading my emotions like rolling wet pearls,
And she performs her dance, calmly like it’s nothing.
Strands of her hair shine like shooting stars,
falling around her frame, along with my desires.
Two red diamond pierced her light skin:
Fear-love, panic-calm, cowardice-strength.
They pass through my bones,
acknowledging every beat my lungs hopelessly execute.
I’m like a blade of grass in a storm.
She’s charming like my forefathers told me
as stripe by golden stripe is wrap her body
and paint her in an ethereal dress.
She’s now the underground master,
and amidst the blank chaos, she evokes her demonic power,
igniting everything around, burning my clothes, my past.
Time is spellbound and kneels before her in fiery chains.
Humanity like I know it fades into my blurred memories,
and it’s dark.
Dark behind, dark ahead, dark everywhere.
I’m not human anymore…
I’m a free creature.
She touches me, gently stabbing my soul with her fingers,
infecting my blood with her sweet poison,
crushing my lips into her immortal kiss,
burying my body within her thorns:
I’m in pain-I’m in love.
I am happy-I am sad.
I feel compassion- I feel hate.
I can cry- I can smile.
I am dead- I am alive.
White…no…it’s blue.
Tiny blue crumbs grabbing at their hands.
With every drop of blood running through my veins,
her presence dissolves into my fingers,
and my hand gives birth to our child.
Jan 6, 2021
Jan 6, 2021 at 5:11 PM UTC