That drop of wine
that rests at the corner of your lips
while you sleep
Turns into poison every autumn
And I kiss you goodbye
And I go with the birds
I fly
Away away away
So that I can come again
With the warm winds of spring
With the silent rains mixed with sun
With the children we never had
But we still named them
That drop pf wine darling
is as deadly as a snake's poison
But I've drank it oh so many times
It tastes like honey
That drop baby is not my first
Is not my last
Away away away
With your wishes and your words
Away with those swords
Just kiss me in your sleep
And wait for my return
Aug 31, 2018
Aug 31, 2018 at 5:01 AM UTC
When love turns into
anger
Describe me the line
that separates life from death
And are day and night one and the same
Are we a part of the great wakening that
happens before our eyes
Are we good where we are
Many of us passed the same way,
and we stayed on the same ground
On no man's land
Many of us passed the same way,
and we slept before the dawn could break
When love turns to
rage
Describe me the warmth of your blood
And tell me,do walls grow around us
on their own
Tell me
When love turns to hate
Will you hate me
When love turns to death
Will you let me die
Aug 27, 2018
Aug 27, 2018 at 3:31 AM UTC
When someone's gone
it doesn't matter if he ever came
I need you when you're gone
You're gone when I need you,
but that is a different story to tell
I do not believe that you will hear
beyond your hearing
I do not believe that you will see
beyond your sight
And you shall never understand
further than your own thoughts
I could have come to you,
both naked and barefoot
With all you ever gave me,
I could just grow old
Grow cold
For a woman cannot dress herself in
restlessness
She cannot put a distant touch
in her hair
A woman cannot trimm her neck
with someone else's dreams
For the eagle is an eagle
only if able to fly
I didn't come to you
for I had only what you gave
on me
There in the corner
cats make love
It is strange that nothing is born
in this time of night
The night is the deaf time of day,
and the day is the mute time of night
What could you say today
that can last me a lifetime
What words can I shelter hidden
in the heavy cloths of the night
There is nothing
When someone's gone
it doesn't matter if he ever came
All the knockings on the doors
are in vain
All the tiny stones on the windows
All in vain
When the road always leads
on the wrong side
Always further
Always the furthest
When you're gone
Aug 27, 2018
Aug 27, 2018 at 3:31 AM UTC
While the fragile dream
abandones me
I can read the destiny from your
palms
Kiss me,
but this time with your eyes closed
And in your thoughts
send me to sleep
Erase me from your own body
And every little trace of me
turn into wind and dust
What once is read
now it's been erased
And when this fragile dream passes
I shall set this bed on fire
I shall paint your eyes red
And I shall seal your lips
I don't want your words
Forget me-for I have already killed you
in my thoughts
And when this fragile dream passes
I shall set you free
Aug 27, 2018
Aug 27, 2018 at 3:30 AM UTC
Not a single sharp sound
of high heels on the wet
crossroads
Just the dark
and nothing more
The passion that evaporates
from the city streets
sticks on the accidental passerbys
The asphalt holds secrets
More than this night
More than this dark
Silence,
Dead,barren silence
A grave,ominous silence
Inbetween these walls
beauty becomes as death
Inbetween these walls
pain plays distant music
that slowly lures all the gods of chaos
to lay down on these beds
In a moment
all turns into a weary cry
of a cut throat
A fare-well to the soul that
has just begun to travel
The asphalt holds secrets
This sticky asphalt hold secrets
More than the night
More than this dark
Tell me
How much would you pay
for a single little
rhapsody
placed in your heart
How much would you sacrifice
for the lips that would
waken from the marble stupor
from time to time
Would you sell yourself
Awake
There's silence screaming
outside
A dead,barren silence
Grave,ominous silence
Do not destroy the cult of chaos
that I've bought from the
dead wanderer
From the dead demon outside
my threshold
I don't need to hear
the sound of the raging
sea waves
to know that the sea is close
I carry the sea in my eyes,
but my sea is a slave of this dark
Now it rests under my eye-lids
Bridges
Across my sealed windows
I see bridges of no significance
There is nowhere to go
There is nothing to cross
The asphalt holds secrets
More than the night
More than this dark
The passion that evaporates
from the city streets
sticks on the accidental passrebys
Inbetween these walls
there's the cry of an unborn child
A white little angel
that carries a message-
we're not forgotten
It lives and dies in a moment
And there's silence again
A dead,barren silence
A grave,omnious silence
Here beauty becomes what death is
Here pain plays silent music
We lay naked on these beds
For a moment,
there shines a line in your eyes
that merges the two distant horizons
And I know that you feel
that in that thin line
There's so much life and destiny
So much of your life
For a moment
And then there's the dark again
And theer's the silence again
Not a single sound of heels on the
wet crossroads
Tell me
How much would you pay for me
to end this charmed circle
in which we are the centre
the only motion
What would you sacrifice
for ten pale fingers
that would dance vividly upon you
From time to time
Would you sell yourself
We lay naked on these beds
But I do not feel you next to me
There's just this absent scent
as gentle as the Sahara snow
And there's silence screaming
from the outside
A dead,barren silence
A grave,ominous silence
Aug 27, 2018
Aug 27, 2018 at 3:30 AM UTC
The tie that binds
It's the tie that binds
It's the hand that ties
all the knots we have to cut
Come take me,
from these skies
to the green mountains
I hate these black drapes too,
my dear
These pale,white marble hands
with palms that bled
and led me here
I wished not these pillows
of thorns
but that is what destiny is
It's the dagger that shines
in your eyes,love
It's the pain I once felt
It is everything I ever wished
to not forget
But that everything is what
you always carry in your pockets
when you come to me
Love
My love
I wish not to wear
these black drapes
I wish not to cut
these ties that bind us
Nor the hand that tied us
Love,my love...
Take me,carry me
Far from these skies
to the green mountains of your soul
Aug 27, 2018
Aug 27, 2018 at 3:29 AM UTC
I can read the destiny
from your palms,you know
Kiss me,
but this time with your eyes
And in your thoughts
send me to sleep
Erase me from your flesh
and every little trace I leave on
turn into dust and wind
What once is written,
now it's been erased
And when this fragile dream passes
I shall set these beds on fire
I shall paint your eyes red
And I shall seal your lips,
for I do not want your words
And forget me do
For I have killed you in
my thoughts...
that was the destiny I read from your palms
Aug 27, 2018
Aug 27, 2018 at 3:29 AM UTC
Sunshine on my eyebrows...
I can't seem to find the door
The door in the floor
that leads to lovers passed
The door in the floor
that leads to conscience lost
I never seem to find you
Never seem to heal you,never hurt you
From the hands of a boy
I drink waters
All the little boys grew into soldiers
All the little girls liked them
Never met them
We carried woods
and nails
Carved our names and put hinges
so the door could open,
but never close
I put carpet on the door
The door in the floor
So noone could see,noone would know
of my lovers passed
Of my conscience lost
Sunshine on my eyebrows...
I never seem to find the door
Never seem to find everything I've lost...
Aug 27, 2018
Aug 27, 2018 at 3:28 AM UTC
Our portraits faded
In this land of no opportunities
we bought a little hope
and earned a little tear
No colour for our eyes
No glitter for our lips
Our flowers died
No apples,nore oranges
No birds in our gardens
Hell is cold now
Heaven's too far
Battles started and seem to have
no end
My nails are ****** from digging
bones from the dirt
Digging bones from the flesh
My womb is hungry for peace
In this land of no opportunities
only cascets travel the road at day
Only death by night
Our portraits faded
Rings and earrings
Tapistries from the walls
Tiny hidden notes
All gone
Letters travel with no destination
They will tell stories
to the nations yet unborn
Mournings travel even faster
They will write elegies
to the children unknown
Years shall pass
Armies will march
Songs shall be written and sang
Our portraist will be drawn
But no earth shall rise from these
waters
No earth shall rise from these graves
Yesterday was too soon
Tomorrow all will be gone
Aug 27, 2018
Aug 27, 2018 at 3:28 AM UTC
I flee from these shoes
so that I could come
and meet you
And in an instance
I am scared by the innocence
that trembles upon your smile
And you
You're afraid I might not
like you
"What would you think of me",you say
"I come hours late"
And I think
If you were a minute earlier,
I wouldn't have been here
"You come on time",I say
and go back in my shoes
The cab-driver
doesn't know the destination,
and we don't care
If it is too far
we could walk
so to trick the time to last
longer
Your pockets are empty
I put my hands in them
It is warm
This is where I belong
I want to cover them with leaves
and dirt
so that I could hide it from
other
Like a dog hiding it's bone
There are no wrinkles
on the photographs
You're always smiling on your
passport picture
Now I know why there aren't any
on the travelling tickets
The conductor would have cried
if he ever saw the passenger's eyes
It is easier this way
You come on time
but you never stay long enough
I always miss you
and have to go back
in my shoes
The cab-driver says we're there
and I wonder whose address is this
and why he always takes us
to the station
The platforms have remembered
the soles of our shoes
and the tiny,little wrinkles on them
made by the little pebbles
on the street
The benches know exactly when we're going
to sit
And the whistle of the train
knows exactly when to shout
So that you can't hear me say
Come back...come back again...
Aug 27, 2018
Aug 27, 2018 at 3:28 AM UTC