INCOMPATIBILITY

Do you know
my soul
I can fool you?
I write a theatrical play
each day
with everything
and with everyone
in my life
I play with it...
Even with myself.
I laugh at you
deranged one!
I use my pen
to soothe my pain
I write lies all over
I must survive...
Truth is cruel
truth makes me die
truth reminds me
of the end,
of death.
I want to love you
but I can not
My heart ackes
My heart is hurt
My love is a hurt
I better hide it
I better get lost
I better engrave my
stroger feelings
They are not
compatible with you
Our bodies bewitched
will turn around
using lubricated friction
by all those liquids
betraying our sour want
The moments will be
inspiring
empowering
and exciting
Orgasms may be real
although our hearts
will enjoy their loneliness
which protects them...
I am for you
you are for me
we're not for each other
though...

Soulmates BY SNOW (CLICK HERE)“Everyone goes around trying to find their soulmate, but no matter how hard they look they can never find it. So instead, they force two bodies together.”

Painting by Edward Burne-Jones entitled The Sleeping Beauty. It was painted in 1890, as part of The Briar Rose series.

THE LAMENT

Herbert James Draper Lament for Icarus Painting

I do not like at all,whatever I write,
since I stopped writing
about you anymore ...
It is so sad!
I've rejected you,
while you define 
my moods.
You changed the course of my life
in order to invade
but even your departure became
a catalyst 
accelerating changes
violenty and rapidly.
I do not know if I even survive
experiencing these 
I feel you in my soul
as a carnivorous,
fatal disease,
something like leprosy
Still schizophrenically 
you had created in me
the oasis of Paradise
which convulsed me.
Always the frustration will
torture me ...
You did not want to experience
the happiness
till the end near me.
You saw as a failure
the hope emerging out of
my  tender dream.
You insulted the sacred
of our temple.
Pain! I will never realize
Love to exist side by side with 
Death.

KNIFE

Reflection in teary eye. Stunning drawing by Isaiah Stevens.Source: dope-richi.tumblr.com via Mónica on Pinterest

I avoid thinking of you.
It hurts a lot.
I find ways to refrain myself ...
I tried drugs for
depression. I took them all.
To  can bear it.
I cried ... For years. Hidden.
Muted lament.
I don't want you. Do you know what this means?
No more carnal.
This passed away . Long ago. Ended.
I met someone else.
It was difficult. But the basic instinct
bypasses the
feelings , it flattens them.
In dreams you 're present, maybe.
In life I moved on. I've been covered.
It is only your eyes
which I can not stand to do not  see.
This stabs me in the back.
I miss the touch of  your soul.
I could not believe
you would go away from me for good.
I loved you
honestly and I overestimated you.

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GOLD IS WHERE YOU FIND IT

THE COLOR OF MEMORY by-amber-sena

Maybe he is not you
but he is the one
the first one after you
who makes me forget
I was too long in sorrow
I was too long in mourn
I was demolished by you
He is helping me to stand
He wants to give me the end
I 'm deprived of you
He wants to draw for me the stars
you erased from my night's skies
he never touch my scars
your implacable love's plies
You were my bright star
so soon withdrawn in shades
he is the tremendous Sun
who tames my soul's tidal waves
Tonight I'll dream again
without the usual nightmares
Maybe he is not you but
he's decided with me to stay

EVEN IF YOU WERE THE WIND...

Tornado by Dona Asheson-Juillet

You said goodbye.
You did not understand
that I had came
to stay ...
Even if
I let you
leave,
even if
you are a wind
even if
I wish you
a nice trip
my tree
is already uprooted
and now
the only thing,
that remains for me,
is to be sold
as a good  wood.
I could not bear
to continue
to be
the same who
you met.
What did you thought
I came back
to ask for?
I just wanted to forget
what you deprived me of.
The present, which
I chose to live
and you gave away
to the dogs.
Anybody
has the share of you
which I deserve
and your tenderness
I won.
Except me.
Anybody
can be called
your friend
except me.
You will not convince me
ever
that this is fair.
I do not forgive you!
Nor I forgive
myself.
In fact
I hate myself.
I ignore God.
And the hell
is in me.
Whatever happened,
should not
be done, since
we could not endure it
till the end.
I will be sold now
I will see
to be at a good price
in order to give away
what ever remained
from me
to those innocent ones
I leave behind me.

TORNADO

I do not hope
today
I do not hope
today
Perhaps one day
I will
I see no dream
at all
in young people's eyes
Is there
worst deception
than this?
A place without
future
is the place where
children
forgot their wings
No doubt
Please youngsters save
the field
of our defeat!
Death wins when Life
neglects
its marching beat!
You still can be
winners!
Let no vampire
consume
you as living meat
Did they
persuade you that
ever
blooming retreats?
The spring
is coming, don't
be weak!
Love life and fight
again
It's now your treat!

O' MY CAPTAIN!

Siren by EmileNoordeloos.

•  I'm so puzzled amongst enormous waves
• It could be never safe for my ship
• O' captain are you ready to sink?
• You 'd be the last to abandon this trip
• 
  
• My heart belongs to that thrilling land
• Where heroes lived and my seedlings grow
• Who could such a big sorrow withstand
• Leaving dream behind his life to throw
• 
  
• In depths I'll sing my crying music
• To some mermaids my story I'll recite
• I did not know the tornado's trics
• Would make me lose the return of sight
• 
  
• I loved you my troubled sea a lot
• You loved me so you kept me for good
• The shade I'll be next to my ship's dot
• I'll wander around the wet bottom's woods

FOR SOMEONE GREAT

Frida Kahlo Thinking about Death Painting

What am l
doing now?
I could not 
hurt anyone! 
This made the worst 
bastard of me...
In front of
such a grateness
I feel weak though.
How could I 
ever fill the gap?
How could I ever
meet the sun
without being burnt?

I don't know
what is going
to be but
sometimes
just a laughing
makes things look
so easy!
The logic though
is still hanging
out there...

RECREATION

Images-Painting BY Sunanda & Puneet.jpg

Sometimes I wish to stop thinking
to take deep breath and watch my
living from some distance
away; as if I
was someone else.
Who am I?
I look
strange...
Where are  hiding people I loved?
What's left from every single one
of thrilling emotions?
Why Eros is dying?
I know nothing
about it.
I just
wait...
Look at me! Tell me,
what do you see?
I' m a troubled
type of
trouble...
Look in me! Feel my
awful sorrow.
Who needs me
to heal
his?
I'm so dangerous
sharing my cross...
Keep away!
I'm a
trap!
My smile,illusion
Hiding my strong
Loneliness
none could
bear.
I'm so tired I could
Sleep for ever.
Is this kind
Of death?
Live!

THE DEFEAT

I'm riding  on a wild horse.
You won, what was the gain;
All around me the betraying is sizzling!
I doubt if you are amongst the traitors,
are you?
You could have kill me.
You were holding the spear.
Let it sink into my chest
my black blood to come out!
I'm just an already dead vampire
I'm not living long ago.
You looked at me silently though,
completely armored.
I didn't see even your eyes,
I just guessed .
You balanced your strength.
You did see you are the master of the game,
didn't you? Everybody saw...
You turned your back and you went away.
Away!
If I were you,
with all my love,
I would kill you!
You let me live,
and, worst of all, hope.
I wish , one day,
to hate you for this.