under a rusty bridge
in the company of hungry ghosts
faces turn away
nobody says "hello"
Bad news: Your still alive
& dying slowly
collecting dreams
& T.V. shows
dead shadows
in the pillow
Smiley goblins
castrating
weak hopes
Death penalties
carried out
faces don't care
that emptiness
floats under my bridge
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Mistreated dreams
Square root of.....
love?
She feels the lightning storm
caressing her despair
A broken china doll
A teenage bride
inside a freezing chamber
A sad mysterious grin
the lonesome worm
knows why her
teeth are screeching.
She cries like a coyote child
But full moons &
the distant stars are deaf
& black rains are forever
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Empty rooms
where nightmares invade
my bones
and dying swans streatch carefully
their broken feathers
in a depserate
prayr
to soothe my pain
Have you ever seen a teardrop gravitate in eternity?
(I have)
How many souls have searched
for their long-lost twins?
(I have)
& my feet got lost in the garden of memories
& my eyes got stuck in the cumulus of voices
& murmurs
like a lonely wolf
like a sad blue reflection
like a sigh into the empty rooms
i walk
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I watch as the moonlight
sends a chill down your spine
as we are encircled in darkness
may our souls of black combine
a violent embrace
a ghoulish caress
while i gaze into your eyes
i see your heart is burning...
and then at this moment...
i...realize i love you
I crave the same feelings
and i cry the same song
I've yearned for a spirit much like yours
to clam my passions...to heal my wounds
I'll inhale your sweet scents of purity and ecstasy
to only exhale my thoughts
which once were my fears
I want you now more than ever
to hold a frail heart
to kiss away my death
to breathe into and again...
become lost in our body's of two
but our souls as one
it's the way i thought it to be
It's the depthness of my dreams
My way of righteousness
my reason for living......
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If you are looking for love,
you are doomed to lonliness,
If you don't find it first in your own heart.
If you are looking for hatred,
you will find it easily,
if you only seek.
If you are looking for indifference and coldness,
you don't even need to search.
the one i feel for
There are few words i have to say
to the only one i adore
i feel like ther's something missing
something deep inside i laque.
I guess it would be my broken heart
and now i want it back
the one i trusted,
the one i gave my world to
i've cried every single bitter tear.
now there's none left for you
my beautiful blue eyed love,
i lost my soul in those eyes.
And now i know true pain,
and how a star feels when it dies.
The one who haunts my dreams,
The one who only "meant well"
You've been playing with my heart from the first moment i fell. My only first love,
The one i'll always remember
but not because you treated me good,
but because you could've treated me better
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An arsonist of
orthodox constructions
cornered & inveighed against by
murderers & inquisitors
clustered around their victim.
Putrid, crooked claws
penetrate the ulcer
through wich the spinal fluid
oozes
They give him fetid malady
for being so maladjusted
& look at his polygonal ideas
with an irreprable
eye of evil
The pendulum of vengance
rips & scratches the retna
till he becomes
a pile of fodder
They raze it to the ground
not willing to forgive or to accept
that not everything is square.
Waiting........
I wait for you & hope for rainy skies
& dwarves that crawl under the pillows
will only hear my dreams
I am the spark that can be found in 3-D worlds
created by mad clowns
& you...the one who shines from far beyond
will be the one to find me in my grave
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a prisoner
of inhibitions
kingdom of slumber
Governed by mysterious sea weed & angelfish
the corals seem to be eternal blood vessels of neptune
she never knows what to expect from the polyps
they know how to build unshakable but fragile walls
she hates to be unnoticed
she hates to be stared at...
wonderful rays transport her into a world of melancholy
she adores the wind
she loves the flowers who discoverd the truth of laughs
the secret metamorphosis,
she forgot who she is
butterflies are now calling her
covering her hair with a rainbow powder
from the fluttering wings.....a breath
every single cell of her body
lingers lingers
from the the membory
of the golden sunset above the kingdowm of her beautiful slumber