Saturday 7 June 2014
Tuesday 27 May 2014
It is so hard to describe
It is so hard to describe the moment when my dark side emerged; but I thank darkness, for it. Since that day, words come easy to me... every time I think of you... every time I dream of you... every time I feel for you... it is not always dark, sometimes I speak nonsenses of love, desamor, woe, and sensuality plays a major role in my lines.
These lines are about you, darkness and love.
At the begining of all... and soon,
I will write confessing, about the love I had for you!
****
The sinister death that lies deep into the darkness of my soul has taken over my senses... its unmistakable avoidance to the reality, has opened the valve of the entrance into an abyss, which has lead me deeper into the void of darkness, joking with my reality at the hands of the Mad Man! Who had turned into the witty-mischievous creator of this anachronistic existence, in which my mind has equally turned into a chaos! Madness has made me write this nonsense... called poetry, which I dedicate to you!
If I cry... I cry for you.
If I live... I live for you.
If I hurts... it hurts for you.
If I lie... I lie for you.
If I ever die... I die for you.
If I bleed... I bleed for you.
If I ever cry... I cry for you.
If I ever kill... I kill for you.
In the end, I wrote these lines for you!
****
Saturday 11 January 2014
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)