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Rafał Jan 2019
Welcome, sir, and get up to the last dance.
Not my fault - you made the choice when you went through the entrance.
Have a little bit of patience, though,
I'm in demand on this masquerade.

Oh, how the lights flicker, see? And the shadows spoil my senses.
That's a tad senseless of you to get on my nerves - offensive...
But I understand the sentiment, you are restless,
Well, I never let you close your eyelids once you drop the curtains.
All the offenses a gentleman like you keeps in his memories,
You are a cancer to the working class.

Your defense is - you desired to be wealthy.
Have a glass of gin, your mouth seems filthy.
The oppression you have built, indeed
Needed  a mastermind, alike to mine
A nine to five would not be fine for us.
The masses abiding us; we even control the foreigners.

Please observe my lovely smile,
This balet - stand on your toes and prance around.
Like the puppet on the strings I have pulled a thousand times.
Are you sure you are worthy to see through my disguise?

Pardon me, sir, henceforth
I'm your conscience, the one you have cancelled
Hidden in the stacks of gold
But the truth is, a soul can't be sold.

Weep, my dear, in quiet sorrow.
For us, as it turns out, there is no tomorrow.
The combination of ***** and alcohol
Is known of being thorough.
All this injustice you have caused
Was working on the time you had borrowed.
The poem depicts the moments before the death of a powerful magnate/dictator who has acquired wealthiness by oppression of poor people.
Rafał Jan 2019
We praise the broken pictures
And hail the holy scriptures
Inhale the superstitions
Stare into shiny mirrors

No matter what your fear is
Let me guide you by appearance
As the place that we live in
Is bleakly mysterious

A mistful satisfaction
I’m shivering from the tension
All by myself I’m dancing
In futile comprehension

Does that make make you anxious?
Under the microscopic lenses
All we are is a fairly transient
Bunch of aliens, barely sentient

Is this a worthwhile desire
To seek for a world to admire?
Is this what I want
Or is my brain a liar?
So I keep up a smile
And it’s been working wonders
Whether I’m feeling content
Or I’m hiding in dark corners
Rafał Jan 2019
A friend always told me
To speak when necessary
I took it to my heart for life.

Even when I’m lonely
Of many words I’m wary
Unless I want to show my mind.

Sometimes I wonder, though
How many thoughts I’ve buried
Instead of using them to fight

Now nobody calls me,
Even when I’m worried
Laying awake, all alone at night.
Rafał Aug 2018
Like a leaf in the wind, I whirl around and fly
If I move my wings I might meet you in the skies
Right across the street, drowning in your eyes
Following your dreams or whatever might apply

Close my moonlit eyes, follow into space
Love is a disguise, and you cannot know my name
I live in the stars, right behind the frame
Look into my heart, my dreams wrapped in cellophane
Uncouth gait, do you believe in fate?
Silence in the air as the flower petals fade
Almost like the days, well I don’t follow the dates
And I’m, on the same page, till it becomes my main
Reading broken lines, looping all the words
And I’m breaking time, reversing the clocks
I don’t require a fire if I never had a spark
But, I could use your lighter if I go into the dark
Rafał Aug 2018
Let bygones be bygones,
Don’t want to be an icon,
I’d rather make time
For the things that are vital
I’ve been running on fumes
How I love her perfumes
Kiss her on the neck,
Tell her about the brand new
Views
Don’t get it confused
The apartment’s empty
And I’ve been on a journey
The voices getting blurry
The love has probably perished
The moments that we cherish
Forever as a memory, but

I’m losing track,
I woke up early mornin’
Covered in sweat
Oh, I got a smartphone,
I’m so fond of that
But nobody calls me
And nobody texts
The laptop’s always on
I never turn it off
That artificial light
Always has to glow;
Counting hours till the dawn
And the time is moving slow
I’m forever getting bored
And my interests become torn

But thats the simplicity, though
Thats the simplicity, though
Is the simplicity better I don’t know,
You ask me where I’m headed,
I don’t know.
Rafał Aug 2018
Flowers wither away
They form a blanket of petals
Through the fall they decay
In winter, the snow settles

I hide my hands in sleeves
Of my cotton sweater
Stomping on the swathes of leaves
Welcoming the autumn weather

The rain pours nearly every evening
I sit and write by the lit candles
At night I fall deep into dreaming
Covered in warm blankets

The fireplace sooths the numbness
And hot tea warms up my body
Imagination cures the dullness
I'm mesmerized by the smell of coffee
Rafał Aug 2018
Blatant, unruly, defiant.
Wither away into silence.

Continuous, repetitive and tangled
Existence will cover you like a blanket.

I lay beneath the vastness of nothingness
As my heart follows the finite actions
For our date the sky has been fully dressed
Elegant, yet flashy, the ultimate fashion.

Hazy, gloomy and distracted.
I simply exist for a moment.
Somehow, this planet is where I have landed
But I'm strictly headed to destination "nowhere"
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