Never get old
always stay fresh
it is the desire of every man
who feels he has aged
And seen so much, ugliness
so little beauty in innocence
And felt so many disappointments
in others, mostly in oneself
But he forgets he has a fountain within
if only he could listen to the whispers of memory
the sparks lost in the dark recess of his mind, still living
only a touch is all it needs for them to awaken
Remember me?
old friend..."
There's a reason why
I can't simply lie
even if I wanted to...
It's because of your heart
that is purer than the gold
I can't forget your kindness...
So that is the reason why
you are always in my mind
even when I try
to forget you...
Even if I wanted to
you are not simple
but a spark in the dark universe
where happiness I can find
And this is just one truth
I can tell to myself
before I live my life
a lie, true
Even if I wanted to...
Never ceases to amaze me
the human heart
the human mind
imperfect unwilling to hold in
feelings bitter
unconveyed, inside they decay
chattering thoughts
so long, for now, lingering
incessant like a child,
it continues begging
love me, take me, embrace me
sweet love of mind
hated enemy I can't stay near
that is amazing, life
Take away my name
I was named after
I call myself an identity
my gender
my physical features
take them all
all I ever was and I am
only silence
within the depth of silence
is there more silence
where only is silence
then I ask myself
with trepidation, a feeling of uncertainty
who am I
I
I
Who AM I!!!
The restless heart
and the whisper of confusions
do I love her, or do I not
immersed within such fluctuating thoughts
I try, not to be confused
I try, not to think about it
but like a white elephant
her image her smile I visualize
do I love her, or do I not
when love whispers softly
I can not be sure
But try to be sure
poor me, like so many
going through the same dilemma
love, that hope brings me to
love, that dreams are dreamed of
love, I want to, perhaps I do
Love her, ...
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| (PC: https://www.smashingmagazine.com/2009/03/30-beautiful-surreal-and-dark-art-pictures/) |
In the absolute silence
amidst gray darkness
I found my "self"
the other self
...
On its own,
Lying there
Child.
it was just a child
that other "me"
Abandoned
Broken
wailing inside
without tears
without a sound
...
A second
Thousand lifetimes
spent
Our eyes met
his tear filled
shocked mine
the feeling resonated
Then,
my heart broke
to pieces
and pieces
Then,
I felt
what he felt
pain, so much pain
to the brim
I could hold no more
heavy.
my knees buckled
burdened by memories
Then
I could
only cry
with him
together
In the absolute silence
amidst gray darkness
...
