Monthly Archives: December 2010
‘Why do we fall in love?’,
God was asked one day.
He sat in silence
Perturbed at what to say.
‘Love is the cleanest and simplest feeling on the Earth’,
He started with a little frown on His face.
‘It doesn’t need a reason,
Nor does it care about repercussions.
It comes unexpected
And delights people with its taste,
Making them subconsciously understand
Why I created the world and so diversified life
And put them together in the center of my heart.’
Not even sure who I have been
A stranger is now the person I was
Open in my closure I admit
That she is dead and I am alive
Soon I will find that memories and thoughts
May still linger somewhere inside
But what are they? – meaningless crap
Piled up in somebody else’s mind
And maybe the person that I am
Will someday die as well
Just to give life to a new
Creature of its kind
So if my mind keeps on changing
And twisting at times
If my heart’s pounding seems different every time
Then how can I guess and realise the truth about
Who or what am I?
Hundreds of worm corpses
Floating reluctantly on the surface of the deathly waters
Left in oblivion
Left without a clue
How to pass away with dignity
Do we really know?
I’m walking on a sunny day
Delighted to have sunlight on my face,
Pleased to have my say
By writing. On starry nights I glance into space
While the two worlds mix with each other.
A sudden feeling of discomfort, inexplicable.
I’ve got thoughts to gather
But they all split, it’s undeniable
Something’s been watching me
For a long, long time
From behind that cherry tree.
Have I committed some crime
I’ve written about?
I can see the light
Which is coming out
From my inside…
What a mad suicide!
Normal for lunatic poets
Who put their sorrow aside
By drowning it in the muse’s sockets.
There was a closed door.
But people wanted more
Than they could see.
Once the duke said, ‘I implore
You to finally open that hapless door.’
No one dared from the assembly.
‘Got to see what we can score!
We want more than our lore,
We want never – ending glee!’
Then the key was found, so small.
‘Does it match the big keyhole?
Let us try and see!’
Squeaked the hinge as people roared,
‘Now it’s opened, that door,
And who did it? – we!
Now let’s see what we’ve come for.
Oh, some will have to crawl
Under our feet!’
Then the light from behind the door
Dazzles muzzles as they grow
And turn profoundly green.
Greedy trolls, now they should know
What that ghastly punishment is for!
Nothing – you all mean
Without your soul,
Without that door,
Nothing else will make your heart beam.
In the lapse of time
A sweet slow fall
Soft notes of music
Drag me into a slumber
And I dream of you
And I wake up
You’re still there
You’re still there, in my heart
So I surrender