naive

I’ve been fooled

By your lies

For the first time

My soul been raped

With your malice

For the first time

My mind fucked

By you- bigots

For the first time

I’m crying

For the first time

Once again

lunatic on a fringe

I am lunatic on a fringe
Trying to disconnect
A shattered mind
Apathetic to reconnect
I am already guilty
Already a perp
But I choose not to care
‘Cos to these crazy eyes
You are all lunatics unleashed

blame me

the touch of gray in your blue sky, me
the worm inside your warm heart, me
the nightmare in your sweet slumber, me
the lonely night in your happiness, me
the bleak in your incandescence light, me
the screech in your soft whisper, me
the cry in your heartfelt smile, me
the wrong in your perfect right, me
everything that's not to be
it’s me , it’s me
blame me blame me blame me
but you can’t kill me

hail,hell

A factory of identical factories

Of human emotions

Everything’s produced in large amount

In batches after batches

Thousand different faces

exactly the same

Another restless kid

Just a faceless face

Another cruel murder

Of another high hope

A mass slaughter house

Of lofty dreams

And everything that counts

Welcome to the

Other side of america

Welcome, it’s your

American dreams

Old man and her son

There will be infinite starry nights
And eternal sadness
Sometimes you need to hold on
Sometimes move on
When you think the worst for you is unfolding
Exponentially
When you feel you are lost
In the core of hopelessness
And gripped by the cunt of worthlessness
Hold on
'Cos sometimes you need to
Don’t be afraid to make
Don’t be afraid it will break
Though it seems what’s unmade can never break
You break yourself
Don’t fear to fall
Don’t fear it will hurt
Though it seems only those fools who dare to rise
Are destined to fall
You fall in your eyes
Don’t hesitate to err
But try not to err the same err
Though it seems only stupids wrong
You become them
Don’t vacillate to taste
The sweet of love
Fearing the wrath of fate
Though it seems only who loves lose
You will lose yourself
My child, I want you to heed my dying call
I want you my sweet one
To be not like us

love Poem pt.3 (your last love)

We had our last conversation over the phone
Oh the terror
Of her tremor
She said, you smoked my love like a cigarette
And crushed my faith like its butt
I knew she was not complaining
Just regretting, maybe just regretting
I screamed, you, you believe them sons of bitches
But then I backed up
Took a deep breath
And wore the fake calm in my voice
I said, yea I did but you were nicotine less
Could not get me habituated
And I finally said, oh well since you know it all
Let’s call it over
She said, nevertheless, I will always love you
I thought I have to say this
So I said, you never loved me babe
Love is not to pray
I am not your god
You were not my slave
And I am sorry, for you were just another prey
So it was over
Over the phone
I continued with my smoke and my rum
Till the bottle got empty and the throat sore
Drank one more and fell to the floor
Woke up to the sound of her phone
I thought, not again
The voice at the other end was cold as fuck- can’t be her
The lady said, sir, your wife is dead
I smiled
Soft luxurious smile

Love poem pt.2 (i wish)

I wish my love, you to die

And the sun, to vapor your thigh

I wish my disease, you to die

And the sand, to cover the sockets

That once held your eyes

I wish my love, you to die

And the worms, to feast your mind

To their despair, vile will all they find

I wish my disease, you to die

Better sooner than forever never

For if you do not die

I shall not be loved

I can not ever love