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Sirenes Jul 2016
The patterns were introduced
I followed them
To my best ability
I broke the outer layers
Believing it was the end
I was too obedient
To whatever was asked of me
A soldier to my soul

One after another
The same situations
I was never free
I faced another heart break
This time I faced my fears
Looked it in the eye
And allowed a world
To unravel before my eyes

And it sure is beautiful
Hidden within a black box
Lays a diamond
That can light up the world
When shared with others
For it is well understood
Within my weary heart
*That the one who holds the knowledge
Has the responsability to pass it on
Sirenes Jul 2016
It was in that moment
When I watched you
Enter the room
You held the door open
As I was going out.
There's a kindness in your eyes
A fair and just man.
All of which I see
And deeply appreciate.
But it is truly in the way
You sort me out
Without ever losing your temper.
The way you look me
In my eyes and say "no"
In the calmest manner.
You use my name
To adress me.
It's not in the name
But the way you say it.
That makes me smile
And makes me realize
That I will only be
As impossible as you allow me to be.
*******, this guy can handle me!
Sirenes Jun 2016
Could do a couple things to you
I admire your physique
Age has never hindered me
You could be my father
But I fail to make that connection.

I forgot your cool
Your natural authoroty
The fact that your presence
Has a calming effect on me.
You just allow
My verbal waterfalls.

I know it can't be
And I have peace with that
And as much as I appreciate
You checking me out
It really isn't making
My job easier.

You look past my voice
And the steady low rythme
At which I tend to speak
That always makes people uncomfortable.
And as my voice softened
So did the look in your eyes.
Will root for Poland for you tonight :).
Your boss could stop hitting on me. That would be great.

Should start a folder "love letters" for all the men who impress me lol.
Sirenes Jun 2016
The darkness is treacherous
There's beauty here
All the things
We've gathered around us
Mere reminders
Of when that heart-shaped locket
Was hung around our necks
As a compliment of being loved.

In this we relish too.
The beast sits in the corner
Content that it's dark here.
Content of the care
You've devoted to it.
The love you've bestoved upon it.
You write the letter
To the ones who await for a word from you.
There's a pillow
Where the wood planks
Stand angeled across each other.

We stay calm
We know our limits.
We know how far we can go
Before we awaken the beast.
One loud noise
And it will open it's eyes
And send it's roar
In to the night.

We know it will not harm us
It will only harm itself.
And so each day
We recondition it
To know that a roar
Is just a roar
And not all men
Who carry sticks
Use them to hit you.

*caring for the beast is love and light in it's own right. For all things that were build to protect us, will one day come to hinder us.
"Love melts all blockages and transforms all life"
Psyche, it's a story about forgiveness!
*** the beast is just a kittywitty who needs hugs and kissies
Take care of the beast before you revist that heart-shaped locket.
Sirenes Jun 2016
Once we walked in the sun
Where the fragrant flowers
Were obvious, nothing special
The sun burned our skin
And we streched our wings
God was ever present
And smiling upon us

Yet somehow in the shadows
Of a tree in the country side
A beast grabbed us
How it ever came
To walk among us
Is a peculiarity
A curiosity that swallowed us whole

We lost faith
The Light is a dream for the naive
The beast is the toughest reality
In which we relish
In order to not get dumbstruck
As it devours us
Digging it's claws in to our skin

Stay faced with that reality
We weren't unlucky
We were faced with truth
The Light is just a distant dream
You know, for the naive.
Here the candles burn
In all their medival splendor.

Here rest the heart-shaped lockets
That hide a watch within them
As it numbly ticks away
Counting our time
In the place where
Time over distance
Is merely an expression
Because nothing ever changes here.

But there's Light somewhere
We smile as we think back
Resting assured that it will never come back to us.
It's a distant dream.
You know, for the naive.

But we're no fools.
God saved us once
Yet we've stayed within this abyss
Of the marks that were
Cut in to our skin
Because this is reality.
And it will hit us as we enter the Light.

*but there are hands reaching out to us, never giving up. Not even after we gave up on ourselves. They know the true meaning of "naive". Which is what we are as we sit helplessly in the dark. It's a naivety in it's own right as Light is a reality in it's own right
Going back home is a journey for the brave.
Sirenes Jun 2016
"You like him"
You looked at me
Eyes wide open
Denied it in all languages
I just snorted at you
We'll see about that

Then it started
Bit by bit
You were angry
Confused and then finally
Gave in to it
I asked if I needed to talk to him
You said
Yes and then no and then yes.

Today you finally made it to him
And I'm overjoyed
I laugh from my heart
I feel like we just won.
The fact is
That you won
In your own life
And I couldn't be happier

If it weren't for the
Quick twist of the knife
In my heart
As I watch your conquest
And realise
That it might never happen to me.
Quietly I make peace with that
And smile as I watch you go.
Those who can't do, teach.
Sirenes Jun 2016
It was always there
The conflict
If it wasn't at the Kurdish border
It was within the heart of Ankara
Spreading rapidly through the country.
They named the airport
After Atatürk, First Turk.

Bet you would turn in your grave
I still remember your portrait vividly
There was reason and natural authoroty
In the depths of your brown eyes.
We fell asleep under your watchfull gaze
now that's a handsome man

She marked herself as
"safe in Istanbul"
The tension rose within me
And I knew that if anything
Ever happened to you
I'd never get over it
I gritted my teeth and typed
"Why don't you just come home now"

On paper, you are home
But in our hearts
Your home is here

Come home
come home
*come back
Her: I don't think I should go to the airport right now

Me: watch your tone missy.
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