I relished on the thorns,
and thought the pain will drive it all away;
but there was none.
Still:
the lack of pain made friends,
words that twisted the void
upside down into itself.
The devil was fooled,
an evening, life sparkling again.
Oh, he will come back,
but I fooled him once.
Maybe it is enough,
to give the nights
and take them away,
until I can call him by his name.
And someday, all alone,
there is a hint of a smile
looking back.
*
I look out the window,
and somewhere thousands do.
It is not something wrong with life,
it is nothing feeling right.
In here there is no cold
no fright.
Just two walls, a window,
behind me a door and no way out.
Tomorrow will come,
and it will save this day,
just I wonder, where did
that today go. It ran away?
Do they all feel the same?
Waiting to do everything,
but at the end of the day
all they care for: nothing.
\\There is no excuse for bad poetry, except that there is no such thing.
And I used to think of myself as a happy person. I just got confused about to whom 'self' refers.
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Humbly I bow.
Got matches to lend
for burning
all my papers/pens?
It was but a five minutes trip and I have lost all fire and ashes.
I think the second poem was a very neat conclusion of our last conversation in (the bar!) Rotterdam. To me, it is an excellent description of what most of us, who have finished school some time ago, have been or are still experiencing. I like it extremely much, though I find the language somewhat unrythmic compared to some of your other texts in some verses...
(And that last sentence for some obscure reason reminds me of poem analysis classes as practised at school :D)
If you allowed me to make up a title for this one - for a change - it would be: "One break".
"break" - my faible for ambiguity might well be the only thing I'll ever become famous for.
"One" - "A" would just have been to uninventive. In addition to that, "One", being a number used as article, suggests that there have been several such breaks; that this emotional state is not a very rare one.
I'd like to write some more, but it's getting late and I have an interesting excursion tomorrow morning! So long and good ni-hight :)
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