Blossom Sol, 7 czerwca 2012
Late night gift
this conciouss to shift
these eyes that well
and show smiles that swell
Loose blessings
tied in hairless roots
these scented noses
like poisoness shoots
Lost memories pour through
gaping holes in the wall
to small minute cravices
- a dry tear eye ball
Glorified by the fences
of these humble stinging bees
These decietful broken brooms
- eyelashes for trees
That hold up the fruit
of you, my dear
shining in confusion
it's true, I snear
Don't hold back your anger
Unleash your fire down my throat
to tell me stories of ancient gods
sail my tears with your boat
And nothing will keep you
from sailing through hell
Tell me your desires darling
Ring on my hell bound bell
And i'll fall and I'll fall
And presume you are alive
take me out of this world beautiful
save me from this dive
So I can thank you with a kiss
But it's too late
Tears to dismiss
lips too cracked
Reality yet smacked
Hopes to just break
This hollow life cake
You eat, you eat
such gluttony of sin
To take part of my soul
Just to leave it in your bin.
Blossom Sol, 4 czerwca 2012
The direction of walking
from this God I am stalking
to fill my naked body
with hope and shame
To play such game
of fortitude and lies
I despise to know you
But realise I need too
Oh grateful glory
Heading over my life
With sunlit flowers
Caressing my strife
For you say I am too lost
To map the place that is found
To the dreams of hopless beggers
That scrounge on dreamless ground
Say you will realease me
and tie me up in golden light
Just to smother me in your darkness
And tell me it is the night
But don't waste your time counting,
pennies that will fall down the drain
And laugh at pointless misguidance
until such persona shall reach such fame
Then to ironically moan to the heavens
that you mistook your rights from wrong
And disobeyed the only angel you knew
untill they flew back to where they belong
So over is the season
And drowned is the time
Just to thank a man that is but a ghost
For allowing me to write such rhyme
Bye and bye, I go.
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