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Jozef Vizdak Jun 2016
Time as everything
just seems to run away from us

and what we do is
what we did

when no one was looking
through our fingers

there in the street
killing for money

and there in the front
for just the same

kissing the lips of roses
for a whiteness of dawn

it is perhaps a destination
which leads masses to starvation

and when the time comes
(it is always coming fast or slow)

we'll dig a grave for the world
tombstone named ‘us all’

then we’ll cover our eyes
pretending to be deaf too

as ones that lived without the time
into the grave we fall
Jozef Vizdak Jun 2016
I always think what to tell
you to be mine

but

if you wanted
you would be

words can’t change it
deeds can’t make you

what was done was done
and I don’t know
how to recover

or find answers
without you

when I cry in the night
realising how weak
I am

stone and soil
not suited for sowing

rain that ceases
all sparks

what is left in this corpse
is in fact you

my bones
dust of eternity
and you

but how can I ever
explain

when you gave up

how can I ever regain
my in you still beating heart-

have you thrown it
away by chance

as something you’ll
never need again?

or have you put it in
a freezer

as to not feel the pain?
Still words don't change it
Jozef Vizdak Jun 2016
I look out to the night
heavy soul
tired heart
lost at tranquility of time
mind sweetly empty
feeling the nothingness
of all lost hours (all
hours are lost)
giving up thousand times
and yet still keep on going
heading into the dark
(from the dark and in
the dark) only sometimes
shown a little glimpse of
light makes us believe
there is hope for all
(hope for hope - a gentle
pact of life) foolish indeed
to presume the idea true
(but what else can we do)
breathing for living
(living to breath) loving
and caring (and not
caring at all) twenty
times seeing leaves
grow and fall
(maybe there is no light
after all) for the dark
we live in we feel
so redundant and small
Jozef Vizdak Jun 2016
Say the prayer child
don’t mind the world
lives are lies
ash and flesh bloodied
words empty whispering
to God’s deaf ear
save us

O father I have sinned
witness wind heard me
say you don’t exist
matters not present nor past
words empty whispering
to God’s deaf ear
spare us

Do I dare disturb the universe
from her dreamless sleep
while fathers fight for their rights
children die, mothers weep
words empty whispering
to God’s deaf ear
please overlook our sins

We learned nothing but
giving words to our feelings
eternal pain of loving forever
metamorphosis of killing
words empty whispering
to God’s deaf ear
please leave a massage
God’s not here
T.S.Eliot is an author of words "Do I dare disturb the universe" from poem  The love song of J. Alfred Prufrock... It inspired me to write this poem
Jozef Vizdak May 2016
You left me in your
                                     web
then
         made another one
Jozef Vizdak May 2016
Once in the summer
when the moon ruled
over the lands of men
with her silver law

you said
love is a perfection
so I hid my pain
deep inside where
it was impossible to see
but it remained with me
each time I smiled
it tore my castles down
each time I cried
it hungrily drunk the tears

you said
love is the end
so I fell silent wandering
in the stars for answer
yet when I looked
into your eyes there
was no end in them
nor the beginning
and the spark you had
was no longer to be

you said
love is the absolute
So I stopped believing
in you for I knew
you lied (even to yourself)
then the pain came to
surface and you saw
my struggle by own eyes
took the brightest of stars
and tangling it in my hair

you said love is us
Jozef Vizdak May 2016
I walked the street
for a dose of black rocks
('cause there was nothing else
but the moon and sun)
and I froze seeing you
in front of me smiling like rose
I hugged you and kissed you
cried and joyed
But it was only me dreaming
On the floor
dying
overdosed
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