Thou and I Like a white cat and a black bat one chasing the other, and bother! I mourn not that you chase me, I mourn that you cage me. When? Where? Who? All sorts of questions, Can’t you just trust me? Can’t you love me as I love you? I love you beyond description […]
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Pure Man
The love of a woman is all that a man asks for, Pure, Yet, A woman asks for all, Life and afterlife, Like birds we live, In cages, of one’s own making, Aching and aching to fly Like butterflies, seeking Freedom in wonders of life, But here she is, standing and guarding like a three-headed […]
Cain’s Son
When the Shores of Lies cries, “To live or not to live” I hide under a blanket of a large size, No voice, no noise, just a shiver of five. I lonely boy in misery, Hiding under a reddish blanket, At the house empty, old, ruined, and no pleasury just treachery, Blood on blood of […]
Never
Never love, son never love, Son open your Bible and see what happens to those who love, first man falls for love, second man kills for love, third man dies for love. Never love for love is a bird flying in sea, here it drowns and no one can see, Love slaughters you alone and […]
Here
Here I lie, Here you cry Here I die Here, our souls fly.
The Dweller
The man who dwells alone, under the sorrow of the moon, with a cry of many groan, shall leave the world with a manner of swoon, And for what? For A spoon?! And why? Is it love? Love is death, love is joy and pain, love is a boy with no brain. You who dwell […]
The Bad Duchess
I was just a boy, with nothing other than joy, A youth, with nothing other than truth. And you, you, were just a streaming fire, with nothing, other than desire, A liar, and nothing other than a slyer.
Me B
Me B 21 years old, Lived a life of sorrow and cold, The eldest of 2 brothers and twin sisters, Shitty past and a present that twisters. Books have been my escape, Books have been my cape, Before I only read, Now I write in red. Sounds in my head, Sounds in my head, Sounds […]
Who am I?
I and who I, the kid who found a lie, I and who I, the kid who can’t fly. The kid who loved, and never be-loved, the kid who stayed, and never fade.
The City of Sins
I the little girl beating the waves of wind, Through the unuttered land I ride, Through the holy City of Sins, When all at once, I saw a cuddling couple, There on my lover’s balcony, they muddle, I wished my eyes burnt, For they have uttered lies and lies. Cries Cries Cries Here I rash […]
Words of a Poet 