Monday, December 30, 2002

Emptiness

I still got the mark
flesh burned contributing the loss of soul
But no...
The sword must be forged through fire
mustered with power
imbued with vision

The voice speaks into the head...

"Common, common
follow me to the emptiness,
Nobody likes you!
Nobody needs you!
She died but still she killed you
Nobody loves you
follow me down.... hahahaha"

Yes...

Yes...

Alone again...
even the voice abandoned me
and yet unsatisfied look for more
more emptiness,
a larger void to get lost into
a darker corner to hide
a sharper blade to kill myself

In this city of blood
I attribute to the cause of redemption
my blood
my soul
my worthless corpse...

I lost the key to the heavens

I used to be the gatekeeper
Knew every corner
every inch of heavenly places
Now, I am drowning in the darkest lake
Nobody to stop my fall
and still I cry
"I need no help"

Stinky is my odor
and carbon-filled is my breathing air
burned trees my thoughts
unskilled clowns trying to make you laugh

Terrible, terrible...
misery, misery...

It's nice to have fun..
really awful to be hated
but even worse is the fact
that you don't know the reason

Bloody swords and spears
cannot defy my pain
but can still end my misery...

She left me once with a smile
now she hides, keeps her face safe
wears the helmet of Hades
which makes mortal men invisible
and walks by me... Laughing in a whisper...

I cannot tolerate that...
No more dignity left...
I begged
I barked
I shouted
I screamed
I wrote poems and passages

still everybody defies my word
as if I was trying to harm their heads

Kill me at last...
Isn't that what you want?

I dare you to try....
I won't resist...

I will die wearing a smile....
A smile of a fucking fool........

Saturday, December 28, 2002

Where are you?

Democracy
is just burocracy
it's lunacy
nothing but fantasy
it's a catastrophy
world for a word
word for a world
turn the page
unlock the cage
my heart is black
full of dispair

Walking alone in aflamed paths
burning trees and black sheep
my commrades are happy in their decay

she doesn't care
nor does she stare
she doesn't need to love
she only cares not to starve

Where are you?
WHERE ARE YOU?

I need someone
to take my hand
to give me her love
to hide in her warm hug
to feel her tender heartbeat
to find warmth in her touch
to smell her paradisian breath
to write poems under a trea
to force the angels visit us
and the gods to merge
while making love...

someone who can understand
to tell me how the pain I can outstand
to show me how to have fun,
I'll be kissing eternaly her hand

I forgot the meaning of life
being alone is a task for gods
not suitable for men
not me again..

Where are you?

Where are you?

You left me alone 5 months ago
left this awkward world forever
dead you lay and still
buried under the ground
waiting for a the heavenly sound....
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
...................

Wednesday, December 04, 2002

Love tragedy

I head a dream of this once.
A drangon chased my little dog,
my horse stared unable to communicate with nature's call
a diversive sound of fire and desolution
I tried to tie the emperors boot
he kicked my face when I tried to explain the reason

I hate the day
I adore the night
The indian you spoke of
is absolutely right

He cared for you
you cared for him

Little woman
in your greeny dress
stop endouring
my pressuring chest

A kiss on the neck
a lick at your tongue
and the dream is over

Wet and so soft her skin, it is
I love her,
I adore her,
I worship her,
I fight for her,

.........

too bad she is dead