NEED TO BE BLIND

 Eugene Pierre Francois Giraud Blind Man's Buff Painting

Each day
I'm sneaking to see
Your eyes
My body aches for lust
but I manage'
I find solace in
unseen strangers
It is only carnal
a carnivorous hunger
for some flesh
With my eyes closed  
I'm easily deceived
that they are You
and the material redemption
works fine for awhile...
I can not sleep though
for ever!
The problem could be solved
if I was blind
My living eyes
my Soul
seek for Your glance
to be defined...

WHEN YOU LOVE, WHAT YOU HATE ...

I need to shut up for awhile
In order my pain  to shake 
all those polite people- listening the within me wording- to the foundations.
I have now a duty regarding to them
They are devoted to me
stood by me
substituting you as a whole 
I will not stop talking because of fear
or because I did not find another way
-minor challenging-
aiming to avoid you
or because now the only thing I have to say is
a depressing nothing'
not similar in your own silence my own...
I will stop talking just  to forget
I must forget
Since my truth went away from you
thrown by you straight into oblivion deliberately
Collision to my unseen rival 
the famous arrogant and magniloquent
Mr Death
Always I was defying him
I was moking him' 
you are terrified by him
He charmed you more than me
pity!
I was not expecting this
I'm not like that
This is  probably what happened to us'
anyway you could blame me too...
Now I have to skimp my tongue
To be thrown towards different newborn and risky tries'
silent passion's excavations' voiceless flying and tosses
Spring passed and still I didn't  blossom
I cannot pretend the dead anymore
since I'm not
I am a tree with juices and roots
It happened  my peak to be broken 
by a wind in love
I quiesce  
I am sleeping 
but I create in secret lush stems
growing  straight through my Begetter the Earth
Finally I accepted you
hateful silence!
It is often possible to end up  loving
just that you insisted to hate!

LIFE AND DEATH

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Are you dying or are you dead?
Choose
I chose 
Death is not the conflict
Life is the answer
as long as I can bear it
I will die living
If it is fatal
I 'll also fight to live dying.
I will never allow myself 
to be a living dead
or to be dead as I'm living
Life is the spacetime
Death is just a quantum defect 
among the sequence of his events 

CAGED

                                                                                                                            

I'm drinking the Poison again
the bitter elixir of the Word
I am alone as I was born


I'm eating My Flesh again
my sinful Betrayed god
I'm alone till my days to be gone


Oh helpful sparkle of the Lust
deranged love of my Dreams!
You're standing now here-Don't Leave! 


I Need You I need you...Get Lost!