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Writing helps

I feel it kind of gets a bit out of here

My mind looks desperately

To get a certain freedom

What freedom

Gives us the freedom of thoughts

What is the compensation here

For so much evil there

I see this terrible world

So many cases like that

Everywhere

All we know and...

Oh those we never get to know!

How can those monsters dare abuse those children

How can mother nature allow that to happen?

Why don’t they evil bastards get burnt in their own bonfire

Any accident would do!

How I’ve wished their long suffering

Desperate agony...

How can those monsters dare abuse those children

How can mother nature allow that to happen?

I wish I had the justice- what’s that?

In my hands

And become the executor

Do not worry

It won’t take me more than a few minutes

To make justice- what’s that?

How can those monsters dare abuse those children

How can mother nature allow that to happen?

What relief would that give me?

Seeing them suffer the cruellest of pains

Would that make me happier?

Would I get some sort of catharsis?

But I feel I need I must be made for this

Even though those are not my children

And I look around

And people keep on smiling

Celebrating

And others keep on dying

More suffering

And the other ones

Keep laughing

Celebrating, smiling

And even praying

For it’s all in god’s hands!

How I wish s/he made justice- what’s that?

And so merry

They keep on celebrating

And laughing

And I am one of them

As well

But I keep on crying

Dying and no way

Justifying

And asking why those monsters dare abuse those children

How can mother nature allow that to happen.

No, sorry

I was wrong

Writing does not help.

But I can share this with you

If you’ve read.

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THOUGHTS IN ALTHOUGHS

Have I lost fear
Of the other side?

From now forth...

I'll be one and only
As long as I am here
I'll stay
Maybe even pray.

Although some times...

Honesty is such a rainbow
Truth a whirlwind.

Although sometimes
Dawn might seem
Not ever again to come.

Although sometimes
That tomorrow is so dark
And then I could not say
I am here to stay
even if I prayed.

Although sometimes
Guilt comes to kill
Fright my best enemy
Hatred my only sanity.

I'll have to stay
Be one and only
Even though
As long as I am here
There's not much
Nothing real...

And although sometimes
I still hope to find
Things I did not know I had

From now forth...
I'll make no promises.
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Latin Passion

Too long the night

Too long awake

How can I get rid of this anger?

Control my mind...

How wise will I be

When he is back?

A killing look,

A smiling answer.

I pummel your chest

With my hands

You grab my wrists

So tightly

Where's the pain?

And so successfully

You overcome

My madness

With kisses on my lips.

Sweet and tender.

You slide your tongue

Between them

And that I love you

In my ears...

Honey,

Why can't I stop loving you?

And you make

That so very sweet

Love to me.

And I forget I hate you

My anger melting

Into ardour

Devotion again.

And we kiss

And we wrap

Each other in this

Latin passion...

And you make me

Vulnerable again…

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ROSES

You can give away

A dozen

Even a thousand

Red Roses

Yellow...

Just one.

Only one heart.

You can send them

The best chocolates

But the Swiss ones

Are just for me.

You can be surrounded

By a hundred goddesses

Away I am

Why

The only one

You think of.

The one you miss...

Me.

You can enjoy

Everything you do

And dare forget

For a minute...

You can choose

But insist

It’s just me.

And I decide

Whether

To believe.

Let me see...

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FOR THE TIME GIVING

Give me some time

To keep away from the

Unwelcome suffering.

Give me a time

To place things

Where they used to be.

That’ll take time.

Give me time

To stop

To accept

This fantasy

This fun

This dream

So dark

So neat

About to leave...

Give me time

To get there

Where facts

Keep on their way

Going and getting

Nowhere

As they’ve always.

Take your time

To look in my eyes

And see

After all

My heart

Was always broken

Long before

You offered me

Your time.

Come and see

The dream is just a dream

Give in, give up, give away

Give all, give none

No hope

No expectation

Give time its time

To get rid of time

Space

And hell.

Give me a time

To learn how to stand

On my feet again

When I danced

So free

So many nights

In the big blue lie.

You and your peace

Me and my tease.

It’s time

We gave ourselves the time

To give ourselves

The same nothing

Of our yester days.

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FAR NEARNESS

While I was walking
by your side today,
furious waves
insisting on drawing my attention-
to remind me of
your immutable and loyal presence.

How why

I wasn’t wholly conscious
You were there
There you were

Walking I was
And the furious waves
Only tried to play

The same tune
As my thoughts
Same pitch
Same constant
Whirlwinds

Furious mind of mine

Could hear you,
But was not listening.
Could see you,
But was not watching you.
and so it happened
that I could smell…


The burst… the awareness,
Which withdrew this
constant and vain thinking...

And that cherished contact,
complicity and veneration
between us
returned unavoidably.

My deep blue
blue sea...

How could I dare
ignore you!

Sorry I was with me
It was you
I came to see
I mean
Listen
To your speech.
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PERFECT

She’s got shiny,
long blond hair
Perfect skin –
full of youth…
Lovely, fresh,
white smile

If she has all that,
And I do not,
Who am I?

She’s got perfect waist
And size
Long legs, sexy hips,
Better breasts!

If she has all that,
And I do not,
Who am I?

I do not look at myself
In the mirror anymore.
Instead, I look in it-

What do I see?

My green eyes
In a wrinkled smile
The mature person I’ve become
Full of life,
Growing sense of humour
Just..
A perfect walking soul.
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EROTICA SILENCE

Silent nights

Left behind

In cold Decembers

Look at the way you look at me

As you stroke your thumb so sweetly

By my lips

Look at that smile on your face

For you know

Which game

i'd like to play play

Too difficult to describe

This ecstasy

I’ll use it as a lipstick

That drives you so mad,

Then…

While you declare yourself to me.

Yes, we are in this ecstasy

Too difficult to describe.

Too difficult to describe

This ecstasy

‘Cause you exist and beat in me

And I transcend with

My taste in your mouth

And you call me from your dreams

‘Cause you thought

This such pleasure

Our treasure...

Could not exist

But here,

It's for you to live

This so difficult to describe

Ecstasy

Breaking the no longer

Silent night.

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LUCK, WHAT LUCK?

What is this I see?
A false sense of reality
Windows
With no shutters
No blinds
No glass

Darkness from blue to black
A scream at my back
Dreaming of
A tender love
Undying love

Burning in vain
And God in the corner
Observes
And says

Here is the day
Get back

From that black...

Take a look at the mirror
Its glass

Get back
And just smile.
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Sweeter Love

So much

All this love

So much love all this love

And love is all that is

So much

All this kissing

With all that love of yours

And I

Letting myself go

On and on

This love

Heart of gold

Where were you before

So much

All this kissing

And this mixing

Confusing bodies

As we lie

Or stand

On love

In complete

So much peace

This used to be

Just a dream

Now

Look at me

I am your sun

I am the one

So lucky

And sweet.

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