Blisters And BlissBlisters And BlissThough city lights show pavement gleamingIn hidden corners tears are streamingA broken heart to purifyHeretic thoughts tempt righteous fallingWhile sin viciously keeps on strollingSome twisted truth to testifyEach day new hand the old replacesAnd soon the crowd counts thousand facesAll of them turned the other wayWho is to blame for rage tormentingThat seems to never be relenting,Dreams those don't make it through the day?Though world's dark shadows keep deceivingTo save yourself don't stop believingIn word that carved in gold stays plainAnd like an angel's wing defendingBrings bliss, hope and peace neverendingLove makes sun shine despite the rain
RehabRehabUbiquitous sense of failureDrills holes into what was soulContent, tranquil waterfallThat swallowed both ships and sailorsMoments of true pain brought panicAn acute need to restoreWhat once was, will be no moreArtificial, anorganicIndecisive premonitionBlurs the simplest truth's reflexLeaving blistered faith perplexedFor false prophet's recognitionArrows wasted on star chasingJust bare hands for self-defenseSinner's zeal's the most immenseEye-corners with wrinkles gracing
Pretty As A PicturePretty As A PictureBorn as a spirit, shining elationClothed in a body, taught to feel shameShaped by prejudice and expectationsAll in the name of civilisationA nature savage needs to be tamed!My surface polished by reservationsA pretty picture hung in golden frameFighting the dust; constant clarificationNurtures misgivings, anticipationFear that in time nothing remains the sameEach crack and scratch brings me deliberationRevives the longing my face to disclaimMy silence echoes with reverberationWarns me from merciless retaliationOf world that when beauty's gone forgets names
Stitched LipsStitched LipsIn front of you I'm powerlessWind's breath lost among willowsSo it's only my pillowsTo whom love I can confessSometimes I wish to disappearMy voice and hands do trembleThen all I do is rambleOn my own and swallow tearSo bitter compared to a kissI once hope to deliverSultry, yet tender quiverWill provide that I won't missUntil then I'll keep my lips stitchedReveries my heart feedingAt least dreams won't be bleedingFor their treasure have been ditched
The CrusadeThe CrusadeYour fingertips imprintedOn plaster of my skinYour curves upon mine tiltedAbout to commit sinRoom enveloped by darknessOnly your pale skin shinesAs you cover my barenessArms become clinging vinesIf my body is templeThen may you be my priestYou, boy who's lips now trembleInside him roaring beastSo let your prayers tenderNow echo in my earsTo your sword I surrenderQuench thirst with virgin tearsGathered in silken gobletYearn's my reason for cryingGet drunk with every dropletOf boiling holy wineI feel your pillars hardenRight after they touch groundExploring secret gardenFor treasures to be foundBe careful with tongue drawingAn illegible mapOf pure snow that you're thawingIn country of my lapThat river harsh might drown youOr make you hide in caveWhere warriors drop their armourAnd master becomes slave
At First SightAt First SightLove at first sightGives you a rightTo cross the street with eyes shut wideRecklessly runFor having funJust to hand in hand come undoneChest light with gleeGive smiles for freeOn your affection's spending spreeFor each sweet crimeYou find a rhymeYour only judge remains the time
Dogwood RoseDogwood RoseMy dogwood rose, you jewel of the fieldDon't rack my heart, please to my arms do yieldTrust I've seen one too many orchids goldBut what abounds in you they don't beholdYou fragile beauty growing near the brookDon't be mistaken by feathers of rookTo stranger's eyes I appear rather bluntBut in my black chest beats heart valiantOh, flower marked with summer's warmest scentCan't you see how your fate with mine does blend?To perish upon your petals I craveThis world for me hasn't a sweeter grave
DilemmaDilemmaReach through the bubbleOrbits of shooting starsToo flawless to be realThose perfect circles suffocateCrush the dormant fearMemories of tomorrow drip down oh so loudIn a world where corners have not been inventedYou're standing in your tears of joyOr maybe it's another boyWho offers you a scared gazeFrom the mirrorDo you still wish truth's voice to sound clearer?
Daughter Of Ancient GodsDaughter Of Ancient GodsI am a wishing wellHiding dream's murkiest depthsBorn of winter's pure breathOn drifter's wrinkled faceA mayfly's memoryOf warm June afternoonsThose will not ever comeOr vanished much too soonI am a pearl in mudA diamond in the dirtThe storm-clock ticking fastA song you've never heardHigh-priestess from the pastCaring for gods' delightVow quietly pronouncedIn temple of the nightI am a raven's clawSpirit you'll hardly tameA Vestal warriorHealing wounds with a flameSilent dove's crying eyeHurts me more than a swordStars, mist and foliageBuild my eternal fort
Prayer To LovePrayer To LoveAimlessly colour-blindIn world of greyChained in my armsYou've no chance other than stayHere in this bedFar from regretWarmed by the threadOf secrets better left unsaidEyes shine like coalDigging a holeIn sheets that now contain your soulWhile hungry wolves and fingers prowlOn nights like thisWhen lonely wind keeps weepingI pray for love to find you sleepingHere by my sideOne time after anotherFirst like my loverAnd then like my brother
Without...Without TimeRunning for life from a heart torn in twoHalves those by a rusty needle are sewnTogether and the void makes the stringPromising sweet oblivion to bringBut you my love be deaf to that voiceOf mermaids - traitors offering choiceTrust me - don't enter those stairs leading downIn shimmering visions they'll let you drownYou chasing seconds to keep young your faceGoing further and further towards the scalesMe crying my heart out at the shoreI love the true you gone forevermoreWithout HopeEnter my garden full of golden treesMay your feet be caressed by smoothest green grassCome, pick the fruits but don't forget, pleaseHeavenly pleasures also shall passSweetness that you cannot resist but to tasteOnce will become bitter and dull on your lipsEver since all our kisses will just come to wasteThough ghost of your hands I still feel on my hipsGlittering branches those now give us shadeSo that world does not disturb our loveWatch them go dry as the passion will fa
Emerald HarbourEmerald HarbourSometimes I wish to get lost in youBut can I afford that?And outside it's rainingMaybe I could get a loanAnd let the rain payOr I'll just stay broke as a jokeOn moments like this it feelsThat city lights know meBetter than fellow humans doWhen you're not hereIt's only themWho will kiss me good nightMy stormy eyes glow cunninglyLike emerald temptationThe night is my harbour and ships go off shoreIn each and every blushing roseThere lies a promise dormantSo know that I'm blooming for you, just in all secrecy
A Dreamer's OdysseyA Dreamer's OdysseyMy suitcase got lostDuring the last astral travelStill beauty is the baggageWe all need to bearMy heart keeps longingFor dancing among starsBut I've never flownA paper aeroplane beforeYou offer me fuelAlthough there's no mapExcept for the cryptic signsHidden underneath your clothesIs there anywhere elseTo find comforting arms?Is there a worldBeyond this room's door?Maybe you're some kind ofNarcotic digressionFrom the paths been walkedBy my aching feetLike hemlockThat unlocksFields full of four-leaf cloversYou take over
Colours Of The WindColours Of The WindBLUE chasesSuits, casesThrough the empty streetsNeat, combed hairLeft wild, bare;A lone paper fleetsGOLDEN shinesThrough the vinesAnd upon ripe ryeLips in rushWhispers blushFloating to the skyGREEN depictsFar districtsTo sailormen braveSalty dartsDamage heartsAnd souls do enslaveSILVER ringsUpon wingsOf eagles sublimeMountains coldStrong and boldShake their hands with timeRED relievesUs from griefAnd pain of the pastGardens calmAnd warm palmsAre what's meant to lastPURPLE flaresJust like prayersIn a darkened roomEvening hazeSoftens laceAnd sweetens perfume
Sugar FreeSugar FreeHer face shined brighterThan the snowThe canvas she pickedFor drawing angelsShaped like herAnd equally as muteWhile frost was playingSilver fluteHer limbs danced, lightPloughing through beautyCold sterling gems,Most precious clayFine linen clothNever to frayThe sweetest icingSugar free
Gaff's Crystal ChandeliersGaff's Crystal ChandeliersLight up the chandeliersFor love arrived to townTo hear out eager prayers,Blind sight with crystal crownTo dance in bedrooms darkMake love in ballrooms brightTo burn hearts with a spark,To pain with kiss requiteShe stabs chest when we laughSooths torments, every fearAngel queen of the gaffDevil to be held nearHer arrows never failSteel in lovers' tears soakedFlesh tenderly impaleLeaving the soul uncloaked
Beyond HorizonBeyond HorizonCome, take my hand, sweet little boyLet's run as fast as lightningTo place filled with laughter of joyFrom nightly visions frighteningKeep creepy shadows on the wallsAnd ghosts behind the curtainGo with me soar through open doorTo where there's no more hurtingThe morning star will bless our skiesNo vicious smirks of demonDust on the road will heal the eyesAnd poor wounded heart bleedingDon't be afraid of anythingHidden beyond horizonJust make sure to not loosen gripOn hands of angels guiding
Bridge Over The RiverBridge Over The RiverUnderneath the stone bridge an ice-cold river flowsSometimes it's ferocious and sometimes rather calmCarrying days and years of world into the distanceIts strand is to the bridge what humans are to each otherRoute to its end seems strangely intoxicatingOver the icy river a stone bridge spansForever binding two shores with a gray ribbonJust like heart contains both grief and joyThe bridge stands firm, even though the river's driving forwardFor world of wonders we always look on the other sideEven though bridge locks the river and river undermines the bridgeIt's just stone and cold water embracing one anotherOne looking up, the other one down, both lovinglyJust like we sometimes dream although not asleepNot paying attention to the rest of the world
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Inside The FoldsFingertips inside the foldsLike a flower, burst of color.Pink flesh bleedingMind racingBody pacingYet still as can be.Lost inside the sheetsMusty with manSweetness of bitchScent.Sweat rolls down backLeaving innards in tactAttacking the heartLost in tug of warBody craving touchesWhile mind screaming.Constant turningStomach churningI cannot let goBe free.Heaving of breastIs this a test?Smile within a smileFold within a foldRain droplets formingAcross smooth surface.Eyes shut tightVision of lightsYou are but a blurThat I crave more to feel.
The HeartThe heart knowsPain, sadnessDespair.But most of allLove, compassion,Happiness.It knows good and evil.Right from wrong.But it does notCare to chooseOne or theOther.The heart can breakInto bitter piecesBut it can be strong,Unyielding.It does not know when toStop.
Mother's DayMother's DayIs just another dayIn which I am alone in an envious haze.Another painstaking reminderThat you are no longer here.I hope, wish, prayFor your return butWhere you are there is no coming back.In my life I have not spent oneMother's Day with youAnd it rips my heart knowingThere will never be a day nor holidayI can spend with you.A day of worshipBecomes a day of dispair, of grieving,Leaving a sense on longing.In school we used to write about our dear mother's;I was the only one who was left with blank pages splashed with tears.Mother's DayIs just a day dream for meWhere I am lost inside my mindWishful thinking rather.Perhaps at the end of the rainbowThere would be my sweet mother with her captivating smileThat haunts my dreams in the wee hours of the night.Instead of flowers, cards, and chocolateAll you get is a visit from me at your graveEvery couple of yearsFor I cannot muster up enough courage to see you.Mother's DayIs just another day you see...
She's Scared of LoveYou love her,But she's Scared...You want to protect her,She belives she can protect herself...You love her,But she's scared...Of loving another,again...She doesnt want to,Feel the pain,being alone...But here you are,Waiting for her to let you love her.You are truly a real man.
Blank CanvasShe looks so prettyin the sun rays of a blessed afternoon.The breeze has a soft touchon her skin of flawlessness.Her voice is a Mozart sonata,and for her the word perfect is an understatement.We need sunglasses for the height of her radiance.No one will look away;she's cursed to be in the gaze of thousands.But then my heart falls when I wake up from that dream.Yes, none of that was real,and pretending it isis death.I must change.I turn the pages of my diary,in hopes that writing in it will belike a purification,to everything that is within that I want to be without.What I then wish for is to go on as myself,and to see everything and everyone,not with rose colored glasses,but just as something with value;in a word the truth.The true beauty of lifeis being who you are,and being happy with who you are,also to smile and mean it,so smile and be your own sunshine.
Jaws Of FloodJaws Of FloodFish swim in the streetsSea carries humans awayWater swallowed earth