The weight of life is reduced to a cloud
As raindrops of lysergic acid run free.
Their pitters and patters equally loud
As all of the colours that melt around me.
The womb of the universe beating its drum
And setting a pace for the flowers to bloom.
A force with such strength that all nature succumbs
As peacefulness floats in kaleidoscope flumes.

Empathy blossoms, arousing a smile,
That creeps from my lips to the end of the room,
Searing itself on a cosmic denial
That beauty like this shouldn’t gestate from gloom.
Floating, not unlike a dandelions seed,
Thoughts of anxiety flee to the Earth.
They carry but vapidness with the sweet breeze.
In nebulous nebulas they are dispersed.

Now what remains as a warm neon cloud
Is beauty profound and purpose pristine.
Unwanted, the ego is left disavowed
Dancing in memories of amphetamines.
Left in its place was the beauty and I.
Climbing like vines as it forces the walls.
Pushing them down with an ******* sigh,
Revealing a cosmos that rhythmically calls:

‘Freedom is such a deplorable word.
It offers ambitions too fruitful to take.
Though comfort or not,
As with fictitious plot,
It’s only as real as it’s fake.’

Two two two


One plus one equals two

My parents are also two

My eyes, my ears are two

My legs, my hands are two

Two two two

The clock goes and leads to two

The weather is cold and I slept

The dark is there ,and the fear appeared

I covered my face fearing from ghosts

I got up feeling of that ghosts

I tried to sleep , I saw them here

I cry, I cry ,till see my mother

I pointed at them here and there

I feel with horror and fear

My mother turned the light on

The ghost disappears

Two two two

The weather is good and I eat sweet

I play a lot, the time is passed

I forget to brush teeth

I forget the clean

After days they hurt me and must clean

It is harm, the brush safer

I write for you
Of you
Of this nearness to
A life
Our life
And what a perfectly stupid time we could have