Καλώς ήλθατε!

Καλώς ήλθατε!

Wednesday, 14 September 2011

DIFFERENCES


Someone else am I
Someone else are you
First of all
If I suffered
No way
Would I like
To hurt you
Even if I was dying
You would know it
The first
So you would have
The right to cry
Peacefully , quietly
To get used to it
To catch up
To tell me goodbye
That way you wouldn't
Be alone after
Nor hopeless
To anticipate
To tell you before
Not to doubt
If I could
Not  go
It would be for you
I always love you
I 'm waiting
I love life
Because there
You still exist ...

To write a poem

To write a poem
In all this buzz
It shows perhaps 

Some kind of 
Mental disorder
Yes, undoubtedly
I have to accept
My weakness of
Tacit or explicit
Understanding
I need to speak
Through symbolism
Because my sobs
Or my laughter
Sound annoying ...
Even my figure
Is incompatible
With my inner
Psychic confusion.
It is so well
Decent match-fixing
Phony tolerant
Indifferent cheery ...
I should 
somehow 
Communicate
My dreadful  pain,

That wears me out

This repleteness
Of deceitful,

Destroying feelings ...


Monday, 12 September 2011

I AM NOT WORTHY

 Am I worthy of talking about
http://lauriepace.blogspot.com/2011/05/
baptism-watercolor-by-texas-artist.html
the stars and the beauty?
Am I worthy of suspecting
love or you?
I sing because I need
To take a breath, but do not hear me!
I was born and lived as a child!
Subjugated, not a rebel...
I admired what it was offered to me,
I did not doubt, I was incapable of ...
The stars explode
Reborn and aflame.
I, as I came, so I will leave.
You dwell on it, which was not given to you
And when you won it with bloody struggle
Your wounds did not let you enjoy it ...
You conquered the lost god of my world
And I, although I wished you to keep it,
I did not have the courage to ally
In your last fight.
You stood alone, knocked
By a fatal blow in the stomach.
You called me but I continued
To serve the idols
Of their established gods ...
I was afraid to evolve.
I preferred  their thumbs.
So how can I live now without you?
I was not worthy of you ... But I can not bare that ...



Saturday, 10 September 2011

ONLY FOR YOUR SAKE

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"NURTURING ANGEL", MARISSA GARCIA.






You can not imagine,
how angry
Am I with the gods!
They didn 't permit me to live with you
To remove at last
All my "I must!
You can not imagine
How I am wounded!
They didn't send me you the first
And only in front of me ...
You won't understand
How Do I want
To die with you!
Mortal sin!
I want you more
Than Future, Past
And the unable Now!
I'm flirting with Nothing
Only for your sake!

IN CRISIS!

Hell inspired by Jonathan Edwards
Hell as Jonathan Edwards perceived it
Copyright 2004. Oil on canvas.
http://www.liv-n-letliv.net/art.html

The Full dismantling!
Mirage
of Hell, pure Hell!

WHEN YOU'LL BE LOST...

http://ego-alterego.com/2011/03/
between-eros-and-thanatos-%E2%80%93
-fantastic-paintings-of-japanese-takato-yamamoto/


The lack of sensation's hard
Not to see nor speak
Not to hear nor smell
Not to touch you, not to feel you
No hurt, especially no pain!

Friday, 9 September 2011

PAIN IN THE STOMACH



Caught me this pain in stomach,My lords 
It says I must still play with words
Once again to confront the blank page 
In a battle scratching my soul with rage. 
Which keeps me awake, which eats, which hurts 
I leave my mate  alone at night to drink cool Sherbets...
I make nods of grotesque jittery 
Refusing rich sexual mystery
And I cry, laugh, scream, moan, rave, speechless
Bewail, crow, dream, smile sleepless... 
Downloading from the stars life and greatness, 
So that this pain in my stomach, the merciless 
Then leaves me in peace for a while ... breathless!






SHE 'S TIRED...