vendi

vendi Dec 2022

it is time to tell you
that it is time to leave the past and the futures.
you come with me now.
we’ve had enough of you and your nagging.
you are free. get up. it is time. he is waiting.

I did not know that i believe in the fairy tales you told me once.
You start believing when you need some support
only then it is too late to change the flow of the stream.
it is too late to comply to the rules of the church next to your home.
There is only one church left to you
the one you have the key to
that do not match any other door.

It is time to tell the truth to oneself
about the dreams you leave behind when you take your last breath.
the last deep take of the fresh oxygen going down your lungs then you sleep.

a long healthy life begins anew once you see the light in front of you
then you know it is the time to take it all and never forget what you have seen here.

#night

vendi Apr 2018

what is it?

What is it you want to write onto an empty sheet?
What is it that troubles you today, my dear girl?
The sorrow will pass, it is not worth holding on to.
Just let it go. I am here to keep you sane.
Your own sense of balance.
Don’t hesitate to write down your mind before it runs away.
You know it well, just follow the flow of thought and let it out.
At once you can breathe deeper again.

vendi Jan 2018

on a pile of sh*t

what will happen tomorrow or the day after?
same all over the place. carrying rounds of
lies. and getting tons of applauses???

this is no manifesto. this is a testimony of a
serendipitous observer of a common hysteria.
here in your arms lies the truth that you try to forget.

we need no education not the one dumbing the minds.
it fails to deliver the knowledge you seek but delivers
the obsession with the systematic bias for the rest of your life.

vendi Jan 2018

tired

my eyes hurt my eyelids popping out at night.
forever alone stuck in my bedroom with the windows shut.
i am tired of leaning against the non-existing walls
of my self-confidence.
it evaporates with every breath i take and every night
i fail to fall asleep.

vendi Dec 2017

pretending

You know everything that is there to come upon you,
which you are to accept without looking for an escape.
Destiny does sound creepy, scary and pathological, like a curse
on my veins. I don’t want my life to be decided now and
for all that is there to have, to fetch, enjoy, loose and regret
of not trying to be everything at the same time.

To be a bird flying free and aimless looking for a spot with
enough sunlight and a few branches to hold on to.
Why do you need your ambitions if the song does not go along
with your tune? Why do you need to impress everyone around
with something you pretend may matter for someone one day?

vendi Dec 2017

i like it

to be on my own
against the wall
behind the current
outside of the stream
inside of me
alone in my loneliness
abandoned and free
to live out of this world.

it is fresh and inspiring to be oneself.
one morning you wake up and don’t regret
to be here and now
alive and breathing
aware of your own body
on your own will.

#loneliness

vendi Dec 2017

dead within

buried under a mountain of excuses
piling up from the ground
of the simple confession
to oneself. For the truth is there
shining though the ******* of the fake
pretence and the shameful glory
of the common mind trapped in the game.

Being someone I am not is not a choice or a profession.
I would not volunteer to die without ever being born.