As the young woman
Goes to eat a rotten
Appracot
She thinks back to
Her encounter
With the
6th Dalai Lama
She thinks
Me princess.

Here there little fella

Here there

C– l – o – s – e – r

Down the aisle

Follow the sign

Tick-tock

Teases a clock

In the shadows

Be brave hither

Heroic never

Trust your host

To guide you

Through an abyss

Of unprecedented bliss

Jack was a wimp

The Ripper I am

At your service

Hesitating still ugh

Never mind fella

Pray hang on

One moment more

Jolly and bright

The darkest alleys

Are my quarters

The austere grounds

On which I Rip Rip Rip

Gluttony is the name

Of my game

Instead of teeth

Dear Lord

Mine are grim lethal

Razor sharp blades

And my throat

A gruesome One-Way ticket

No wonder my stomach

Knows no rest

At your service

The Ripper I am

The infamous

Snowflake Moray Eel.

Thread of cotton,
Thread of silk,
The sun set in west,
A weakling of ill,
Hands bound
Feet turned
Sitting in a Banquet:
Amidst 80 men from Greece,
20 women from Athens
A hall full of bureaucrats,
doctors, physicians, astronauts!

Plato, I sit at your Banquet
I sit thee,
Split my mirror
Show him to me.

Alone, broken, confused
Reliving my greatest fear
Tormented day and night
How do I sleep at night

Shattered soul
Trying to pick up the pieces
The days never end

c.m.l.

You was made from sand &you will be buried in sand ,
You would be taken care by yoir parents and then,
You would take care of them
You will crawl to take footsteps , then you would back to it with a stick ,
You would be innocent by birth and also by the endless sleep
Your life goes as a CYCLE
A REVERSE CYCLE
enjoy the time between this
Because you have a little time to be back to birth :)

Jul Sezar anısına...


geldin mi. dedi rüzgar
yelesi’nden kavrayıp kır atı
meçhule kanama bu ihtirasların

ilişme. dedi bulut
biraz nefes alsın
biter geri dönünce
çekilir damardan
nevrotik ızdırapların

bir damla bıraktı yağmur
terli dudaklarına
gülüyordu miğferine şimşek

iniverdi yere
baktı yüzüne Sezar’ın
gördün mü. dedi

yeşiller al’a döndü sen gelince
ne kadar üzgün Alesia
duymuyordu Galia fatihi

sürdü atı o hızla
görmüş gibi Getorix’i
parlayan gladiusunda

dur! dedi kasırga
bu kadar kafi
yeter bastığın Zile

geldin
gördün, yendin
oysa
hançer kadar kısa hayat
hançere’nde bileylediğin...