To be alone is not so tragic,
to be alone, and yet at peace is magic
but oh to be alone with you
That my love is magic meant for two,
For in this life are many troubles,
we both have more than just a few
but when I see the love that lies behind your eyes
My troubles fade from view
And my world is born anew.

You're a shovel.
Digging a deep hole in my chest.

I can feel my every breath
whirling around with no way out.

Make it stop.

El río desemboca en el océano
sin darse cuenta.
La bahía
no sabe dónde comienza
dónde acaba el mar, dónde el peñasco…
Así tu boca me confunde
dejándome incapaz de saber
dónde están los bordes
en que comienzo yo
en que acabas tú.
Un ritmo como el oleaje
me marea:
desembocamos juntos:
cómo llamar a este nuevo cuerpo
cómo si está ocupado el aliento
         en arreciarnos
                 a cada bocado.

La luz busca a ciegas sus propios senderos,
incluso entre un laberinto de hojas encuentra su destino.

Surge desde el vacío celestial,
lo ilumina todo a su paso, también la sombra.

A veces siento que ella hace más hondo al silencio,
le quita su velo hasta volverlo de cristal.

Veo caer una hoja de un árbol altísimo,
llega al suelo estallando una sinfonía.

Quiero igualdad.Y no sólo igualdad para las mujeres, si no para el resto del mundo, para todo lo que tiene vida. Las personas se enfocan en sólo defender a el hombre o la mujer pero ¿y que sucede con los animales? ¿Con nuestras plantas? ¿Qué sucede con nuestra tierra? Nadie la defiende, nadie le da igualdad, nadie lucha por ellos.
Y es que el ser humano es egoísta, sólo pensamos en superioridad y poder; lo que nos lleva a cegarnos y terminamos siendo personas horribles.

Nuestra tierra llora
Nuestros animales sufren
Nuestras plantas muere
Nuestras mujeres reprimidas
Nuestros hombres difamados
Luchemos por la igualdad, por un mundo libre de ser.

Through the forest of passion
Watching man's heartfelt nature
Peace, passion, fear and pain
In concert within one frame

Nurturing all, with peace and warmth
Growing along, in peace at war.

Afraid to unleash all that's locked-up inside
Mists of passion - enshrouding - limited sight.
Love enroots the longing within the heart
And the mind is ceased and gone

Pain feeds on fear of loss
Dovish flower withers, thus...

Earth shakes,
Sun's darkened,
Forest is filled with despair.
Green turns red,
And then grey
Afire - forest decayed.
Laid in ashes,
Staring at the face of the night,
Fragments of hope, spread across her face,
Remarking my fall from grace.

Through the forest of passion
Life remains sans ambition
Peace, passion, fear, and pain
Disharmonic and mundane.


Written by: Mahdi "Monstrosity" Dn.

We lead our lives
Yet we go astray
When will we
Come clean with our selves?
This life that we live
Is fulfilled with mysteries
We must explore
Parts of this world

Aware of threats
I am walking
Removing animosity
From this carpe-diem
That has become the new stream
Stream of the thoughts

They're only
Making these patterns
To control you
To destruction

I am no slave
To their patterns
I don't need their advice
I learned how to breathe by my self!
I do not need your ******* help!

I shall burn all the maps
That guide us through this path
A journey to the land of the unknown
I won't waste my life anymore
Don't need no help from insightful
You cannot know the whole sack by having one handful!
One handful!

In this world today it seems so many people are blinded.
By selfishness among other things, this is truly sad.
They have a intelligent mind, but its hidden from others.
Because of the selfishness that they are caught up in now.
So its hard to see anything but the self-centerness.
That holds each and everyone of them captive.
So they will continue going down that jagged edge cliff.

Why am I the happiest with
your hands around my neck

You have sharp teeth
and you leave indentions in my skin

I want to let you know that its okay
to want to crawl out of your skin

You awake with cracked bones
I chipped my jaw on your frozen over shoulder

I saw you digging in the backyard
Another hole to hide your growing secrets

I wonder when you will stop watering words
And start digging them up by the roots