They just go on laughing at youUsing their little lies,And then enjoy the moments whenWater gushes down your eyes. They tell you that you aren’t goodYou say, “Yes, I am not,”They make you lie to yourself thenWhile they just lie a lot. When you think you’re beautifulThey tell you that you’re wrong,And everyday a mirror…
Month: August 2020
I am a poem
I came looking for a place to write upon your skin,But it was far too gentle.To hold the weight of my words. I bought a sheet instead. I went hunting for words in your precious smile,But it hid pain far too vicious.For me to even tame. I bought a dictionary instead. When I finally came…
Supine
I aim for the moonAnd the stars that twinkle close,To be part of every poemAnd lines of every prose. To be a minute of every hourAnd a part of every life,The music in the thunderThe success and every strife. I want to be the mystery,The beauty of the night,I want to be the secretsOf the…
Mirage (a dream)
Is all that we see or seemBut a dream within a dream? ~ Edgar Allan Poe, A Dream Within A Dream. Like fleeting thoughtsOn ephemeral nights,Like icicle tears,And blinding lights.Like molten silver,Solid gold,Like dying warm,And living cold,Like burning fires,Embers dead,Like perfect lies,And things unsaid. They say:Humans come and humans go,Good times too and strife,But what if we…
In a salad state of mind!
Na hallo fruende! Another wonderful week and I must say that it has been very healthy. You see, I just had another rendezvous with food and guess what? It had so much more to say!Every time I have a brush with food, I believe it to be the last of our ‘chance meetings,’ and as…