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Feb 2020 · 80
Almost human
Roudan Feb 2020
Iver tried to say it dosent hurt no more
And all i feel is joy and love or laughter
So i keept drinking even more
Not caring for the morning after.  

I've tried to think that i could sing
And i would be the biggest in the world
But truth be told i cannot sing
I'm musicless and gray and old

So then ive tried to paint a picture
And i believed that ive invented a new style
Unfortunately it was just a sad picture
Of lonely water colors, forever in denial

Borred, then I had a go at politics,  religion, math and history
Relentless in my search for my next fix
To love without chemistry

And in the end ive started writing nonsense
Thinking somehow ive stolen Shakespeare's muse,
But yet again my false pretences
Have left me mumbling confused.

I stopped trying to be so many things
And i start drinking mostly water
Waiting to see what future brings
When you do care about the morning after.

For all those that I've failed : forgive me
I will try harder from now on
I'll throw my ego in the black sea
Attached to a horizon at the dawn.

Then I will sail away ,keep seeking for the ocean,
Cutting through waves of madness and illusory dreams
Looking for a new story, a different new emotion
With intricate screen savers and neverending themes.  

Written by an AI
Sep 2018 · 103
Back to the Gray
Roudan Sep 2018
Imagine,

everybody living in a grey world
and with stray love
with empty feelings
and broken hearts
It's a grey world
With no green,
no blue,
no red
no yellow
no truth
No pink
no black
no white
no orange
Just lies
With so many questions comes expectations
much higher then the Everest
Answers will be grey
Will tell you to obey
So you can find you're way
Just lies
No violet
no purple
no gold
Just a grey strange world
Imagine
A world with no feelings no flowers or birds
A world tormented by barbarian hordes
Sep 2018 · 91
Speckles of a dead sun
Roudan Sep 2018
You hate me. I know you hate me.

You tried for so long to forget me...

But you loved me. I know you still love me,

You tried for so long to reach and to hold me...  



I see in your freckles

A dead sun dust speckles

Imprinted on your skin

Like distant galaxies

with nothing in between.  

The more I've looked

The less I've seen.  



The glow in your eyes

Fueled by stars and lies

Lit by endless skies,

Is waiting to reborn

From this silent storm.

The more I look the deeper I go

The more I find the less I know  



I read on your lips

All that I've missed

The secret of bliss.

Waiting to be told

In this endless cold

Dwells the curse of the gold.

The more i hear

The less i fear

For the end is near.  



When i feel your touch

Nothing seems to much

The despair is gone

All shivers to the bone

Are waiting for the dawn.

The more i wait

My selfish own

Will turn your heart

Into a stone.

    

And all I've become

Are speckles of a dead sun

Imprinted on your skin.

Whispers denied by a silent scream

Waiting for a dawn

Which will never come

For the end has already begun.

And all you can do now is run

Our future is gone... Please run.
Jul 2018 · 90
who are you?
Roudan Jul 2018
I am my own god I am my own truth
I am my own wisdom I am my own youth.
I am my new own love I am my old lost hate
I have the power to choose my own fate
I am my own servant I am my own king
I have the gift of knowing what future is going to bring.
I am the silence within my own voice
I am the stillness within my own choice.
I am my own door who doesn't need a key
I am the entrance to all that I could be.
I am my own traveler on the ray of light
I am my own shadow in the corner of night.
I am my own cloud raining after thunder.
I am my own rainbow disappearing in wonder.
I am my own saint chased by my own sinner.
I am my own reality hidden in the soul of a dreamer.
I've been given a life and I'll walk it my way,
Knowing that the end is not far away.
I am my own you and you are my own me
And if you could change who you are
What would you do differently?
May 2018 · 107
Betray my secrets
Roudan May 2018
You have betrayed my secrets encoded in my past

When you unveiled in anger the face behind the mask!  

So careless in your judgment you chose to **** the trust

It only took a second to turn me into dust!  
  

The notion of forgiveness it must've slipped your mind

With that you have forgotten how to be wise or kind.

Can't even you remember when you were high and free

You really don't remember  being sometimes like me?


And all those memories you now have cast aside

Will add to the thin substance of this unreal life

The feelings you've denied and tried to keep inside.  

Will bleed onto a rusted and broken heart of mine.
Apr 2018 · 97
Inspire
Roudan Apr 2018
I wanna keep dancing with the sun on my face
And I wanna keep falling through this empty space.
And I wanna keep feeling when there's nothing to feel
And I wanna keep thinking that everything's real.
I wanna keep dreaming awake in my sleep.
And I wanna keep rising from the void of the deep.
I wanna keep seeing through the eyes of the blind
And I wanna keep growing inside of my mind.
I wanna keep sailing on waves of desire
I wanna keep teaching and I wanna inspire!!!
Apr 2018 · 173
Its beautiful
Roudan Apr 2018
It's beautiful how the light of sun reflects the inverted image of your body through the vessels of  my monochromatic eyes, moving towards my brain ready to be repositioned, adjusted and religiously translated.
It's beautiful how the color of your eyes is a bit of every other color. Only your lips of black cherries and your hair of gold barley  whispering and swinging in the wind.
It's beautiful how you came into being  to understand what you are becoming and seeing beyond where you are going towards
It's beautiful when you laugh and you are sad at the same time.
Its beautiful when you dance, when you swim, when you dream.
It's beautiful when you talk about innocence not realizing how naive you can sometimes may be.
Its beautiful to smell the summer stuck on you, the winter, spring and autumn too...
But is nothing more beautiful than the way you can truly love!
Apr 2018 · 108
The curency of dreams
Roudan Apr 2018
I would like to be able to buy you the dreams you had dreamed of for so  long                                        
But I do not know the currency they are sold in.    
I have never been in the country of your dreams                                      
Because my passport is not accepted beyond the borders of reality.
                                                      
I've tried  fake passports and funny enough nobody seems to check
if my soul was attached to those unfamiliar pictures of another me'
so i was flying different planes to unknown destinations
hoping that soon enough i will get inside your head so i could steal one of you dreams
and sell it on the black market

but each moment I got above the ground , above the clouds,
your dreams became my nightmares.  
I'm afraid of flying on man made machines
just because they would only take me to physical places.
And  sadly enough they would never take me to the land of your dreams.
Are your dreams wishes?  Are your wishes dreams?
I remember you once ask me to be real and then I got lost in your smile!
That moment in time it wasn't just a moment
it was another dream !!! The dream that I've stole
A dream for a dream
Apr 2018 · 105
Guillotine
Roudan Apr 2018
She said to me I'm sure I have seen you somewhere  before
I said yes I know, we used to be lovers back in 1794.
We were in the middle of the French revolution,
Those were the times when guillotine was the final solution.

I remember we were both scared
Confused and totally  unprepared.
For what was about to come,
About to be done and never undone!

She said: a solution for what?
Come on now, laughing at me.
seriously !
Have you ever seen  me?  

Yes why is it so hard to believe?
You think you exist only here?
Don't be so naive.

We breathe the same air but can you see,
I breathe for you, you breathe for me.
I feel for you, you feel for me!
Oxygen the essence of the free.

Look up to the sky I told you  its a half moon
Don't cry, don't be sad i will be back soon
I'm a man of my word, now I'm here again
To tell you I've missed you to tell you je t'aime

You are my sweet, sweet guillotine ,
Take me away now, just make me dream!
And I will see you again in the city of sin.
In another life some may call it a film.

Antoine.
Apr 2018 · 100
The game I lose
Roudan Apr 2018
I've lost the dreams you gave me while trying to regain
Your heart that i have lost in this chaotic game
The love I've put for sale, your trust and all the kindness
I've played it all while smiling denying my own blindness.

I hoped that i could win but this unlucky hand,
Kept taking the same deal, kept playing in the sand.
I didn't want the falling!  the truth is so fragile,
A wish of a small spring who wants to become Nile

I even lost my shadow and have become a ghost
But i still do believe that everything's not lost.
And one day i will win and put everything back
So we can add some colour to this persistent black.
Nov 2017 · 127
Let's run
Roudan Nov 2017
Let's run together from this place of madness
The time has come for us to get away
Lets leave behind the fear and the sadness
Let's run along the night until it's day.

Forget of him, he doesn't love you better
Flowers are meaningless once they are killed.
And tears are just salty weather
and trophies are but wishes unfulfilled

It's all a lie, you can't deny your feelings
All it's design to **** up with your mind!
There are no other new beginnings
Unless you run and you won't look behind!

I know you know, freedom is the most precious
Yet you don't know what freedom is
Is just a word full of emotion
or is it just a place to live?

Come take my hand we're all above the oceans
nothing can stop us now, we are already gone,
The flight induced by senses is in motion
We cannot stop until the run is done
Nov 2017 · 111
What if you can?
Roudan Nov 2017
You have to imagine your favorite landscape
It could be a mountain or it could be the sea
It could be a valley or it could be a desert
But whatever it is you are there without me.

You are on your own to find what you're missing
And if what you're missing is what you need
At the end of the skies where horizons are kissing
The black earth is waiting for a new kind of seed.

You have to imagine your favorite weather
It could be warmth of the sun, or just tears of rain
It could be the chill or the mist of the mountain
Or it could be the wind that carries the grain.

Why do you have to imagine you're asking?
Because you have to discover your truly own!
Reality is so much better than dreaming, you're thinking...
Its palpable, but it will change when you're gone.

Imagine you are nothing but nature
Imagine you are free from your human restraint
Be free from your ego's possession
A free soul cannot be taint.

Imagination is the supreme freedom
Daring to dream is the courage of youth
Wisdom is the power to listen
Understanding love is the absolute truth

— The End —