There, even the stones
Sing in monotone,
All is but the same,
Only change, a name,
Life a Mystery,
See what you may see,
Nothing, perfectly.
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A big screen TV.
Where the notion of time does not exist,And political parties do not writeMy grocery list,Plus a kitchen, with veined marble counters,Where recipes flounder, missing the pointBetween dreams and bliss,Is certainly enough for me,And in no way, a living absurdity.
A strange feeling came upon me,
I had lost, temporarilyThe place that I was at,Didn’t know,Where I was at!And the room went up in circlesAnd the music that I had,Became this very poemWhere all feelings came togetherAs in supernatural dreams,With All wishes I had, had,Past-Present, Present-Past,Then a sense of equilibrium,Returned, to me at last.Can anguish and your memories,Go as far as…
I’m all written out,
Of fighting the wrongsThat in our fragile livesAccumulate, in burdensomeAmounts!Will I stillHave the strengthTo write out,DoubtsThat never endThat renew, ThemselvesWith new trendsDown old bendsFlirting with Life’sUncertain Road?That will tortureAnd closeFurther openingsOf truth and light.Doubts,That strangle hopeAnd open roadsTo pain,Because so muchEvilIn this worldCan still beCarried outAnd foughtIn vain,As HistoryRepeats itselfTime after TimeOver and Over,Again!
Love,
You just wait,And don’t forget,That I’ve loved You,Even before, we ever met.
The most tender feeling,
And the most absorbing,Hearts that meltInto each otherAs Love blendsIt’s magic spellBelonging thenTo one another,Love is Life’sMost passionate possession,Ecstasy, can go no farther.
Knitting dreams,
Water sooths the aching heart,You flow with it, to the light,Out of the dark.Movement,Of the heart,Or ticking bomb?Waiting to explodeAs time erodes.Time,A smooth schemer,Makes you thinkThere’s still time left,As the thickened grains of sand,In the hourglass of lifeSlowly gain, the upper hand.Life,The secret mystery,Of all the times,For some uncivilized barbariansNot worth a sac of dimes.You,The…