Poems
She lives on Love Street
Lingers long on Love Street
She has a house and garden
I would like to see what happens
Lingers long on Love Street
She has a house and garden
I would like to see what happens
All of that has led to this
Moment
I cease to exist
in time and space
my memories are lost,
and so is my identity
They cut in between the flesh and
Soul, separating me from Me
heavenly affliction
in the skies
and I, below, alone,
knowin...
Moment
I cease to exist
in time and space
my memories are lost,
and so is my identity
They cut in between the flesh and
Soul, separating me from Me
heavenly affliction
in the skies
and I, below, alone,
knowin...
Bandage me –
so I be not moving
so that I be still
Me – kept apart from Her
in me – be free
so that I be nurtured
with white sustenance through –
There be the times I tend to forget
I begged Them for bending me –
for imbedding Me
in my ...
so I be not moving
so that I be still
Me – kept apart from Her
in me – be free
so that I be nurtured
with white sustenance through –
There be the times I tend to forget
I begged Them for bending me –
for imbedding Me
in my ...
"At the fall a tree got naked
I was starring from my window,
when the day was almost gone
And i can't help it,
but somehow i knew
i went too far,
yet came to nowhere"
I was starring from my window,
when the day was almost gone
And i can't help it,
but somehow i knew
i went too far,
yet came to nowhere"
Having no will to live –
Wanting to want
Longing to long
for life
between my fingers
empty fault
full of void
full of pain
whose fault is it now –
For those that lived to die
for them, I´ll try – to-day
and yet I feel nothing
my sens...
Wanting to want
Longing to long
for life
between my fingers
empty fault
full of void
full of pain
whose fault is it now –
For those that lived to die
for them, I´ll try – to-day
and yet I feel nothing
my sens...
I won´t tell – no one
No body is mine
I´m nobody´s
body
I borrowed it in a shop
of pretence
to pretend I am –
I don´t tell anybody
what I am
for I am scared
to Be.
burnt at the stake
with my sisters
I love fire but
hate the smo...
No body is mine
I´m nobody´s
body
I borrowed it in a shop
of pretence
to pretend I am –
I don´t tell anybody
what I am
for I am scared
to Be.
burnt at the stake
with my sisters
I love fire but
hate the smo...
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