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Maria Jan 21
Night is in. Windows go out.
Everything’s falling asleep.
Dreams are twisting round parks and squares.
Railing platforms are slept on feet.

The blooming town is wrapped by silence.
It restlessly bustled during the day.
But night has come, and all its fervor
Has suddenly fully gone away.

The morning will come, and everything’ll wake up.
The town will seethe up and run at full pelt.
All men will wake up, the whole thing will go back.
Isn’t that so? Please, tell me! Is that it??

But life dictates its own canons.
Life is deaf to all people’s pleas.
And windows go out first, last and all the time.
Less than all return to their things.

Windows began to go out around me.
Unturned, completely, forever, at all.
Windows go out… Windows go out…
The light goes out once and for all.
  Jan 21 Maria
Maria Etre
"I feel old", I said

"Time travel" they imposed

"How?", I exclaimed

"Fall in love", they replied
Maria Jan 21
I feel like I’m being hugged by sadness.
My heart aches inside out. I’m kind of cold.
Over and over I am not sleeping …
The dawn is knocking hardly by its maul.

The dawn is ruthless to me now.
He’s tearing into my windows whole,
Unceremoniously, coolly claiming
That he’s the boss! He owns to all!

And I’d have to obey. What am I?
It’s not the first dawn and broken night.
And I’ve already realized that
I’m alone and it’s my unique right.

My sadness is holding my hand tightly.
She’s poor and orphaned at all.
I think I’ll stay with her for a short time
While I get stale here for all.
Maria Jan 20
I don’t resist anymore by now.
I just don’t need it at all.
I have no grudge, no rues, no fear
And all my mistakes are forgiven for all.

I continue to live no sweat.
It’s not my age to freak.
I look ahead with no rushing.
I look back trying to forget.

I stop fall in reflections
About the frailty of life.
I stop rankle myself and sorrow
Through all my dark sleepless nights.

Now I’m here as I am,
Unvarnished, not trying to please.
I live! I’m free and clear!
There won’t be no chance to repeat.

And you’re here now, you’re near.
I don’t really want to know why.
I don’t resist anymore. I don’t need it.
You want to do so. So do I.
Maria Jan 20
You are me, and a little bit more!
Voices are similar, skin color’s the same.
Eyes are like coffee, a real strong pair.
Whether it’s heaven’s favour or maybe the pain.

Our gait has the common habit.
We walk dancing measured thus,
Drawing the life’s rhythm firmly and surely.
This bit is known for two of us.

If you are the King, I am the Queen.
If you are right, I am left.
There’s no other playbook for us.
This is our unique fate.

I’m you, and a little bit more!
There’s no chance to fix it at all.
Thoughts and footsteps are lookalike.
I am equal to you once and for all.
Maria Jan 19
I tripped up you as time wore on.
I foundered on your lying piety.
I came with you forgetting all.
I came to you against legality.

I trusted you inspite your silence.
I put behind all that I had.
Your stingy speech and thick-skinned temper
Were my salvation and no bet!

My world centered on you in whole.
It’s like I fell out of life.
I had no reason to go there
Where you were not with all your lies.

And what is now? I’m here again.
And there’s no peace around at all.
I stand here naked with damaged fate
And try to meet my shame to all.
Maria Jan 19
I’m walking down the street alone.
My glance is listless into vacancy.
My heart is now a granite stone.
Nothing can hurt it more. It’s blessy.

I’m walking freely and no-fault.
I am alone and I’m forgiven.
For blind and reckless love for good,
For life devoid of mind and meaning.

I’m moving forward and don’t care
That nothing is in front and rear.
Only a silent emptiness is inside
No whisper and no groan… All died…

I’m walking quetly and slow.
I have no faith, no hope, no love.
My love is tired, weakened whole.
It moved away from here. No half.
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