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A wise man's curse“Welcome to the Wise Man’s Madhouse, we will take care of you.
Don’t worry about the world in here, cause no one knows what’s true.”
The wise man nods his head.
He knows it very well.
But isn’t that the very thought that turns life into hell?
He studied hard, he crossed the world.
Has seen what’s there is to see.
But now he starts to doubt about how happy he would be.
If he hadn’t seen it all, if it has stayed unknown.
Has it truly all been worth to lose his stepping stone?
He lost his ground, he lost his faith.
He even lost his guide.
Because to every bit of truth, there is another side.
Now he’s living in this place where everything seems strange.
His thoughts have made him crazy, he is feeling out of place.
Is being empty-headed truly so much worse?
Cause fading in delirium is a wise man’s curse.
Who has the right to be human?Human rights. Everybody heard the phrase and they might even be able to give a few examples of those rights. Like the right on food and clean water. Good education and health care. To most people who read this it will seem commonly accepted, but it is not. To many people in this world human rights are not universal. Did you ever wonder how this is possible?
The problem with human rights is the fact not every person is qualified as a human. Children are being drowned in the wet concrete of a building, to please the gods. Simple because they are children. They are too young to hold any real value. Since they are thought of as replaceable and disposable, they make the perfect sacrifice. And this is not the only way children are devalued. They are bound or caged in their houses without any contact outside their family. Sometimes children are even dumped on their own without anybody to talk to. Mostly because they are mentally or physically disabled.
During my time in Uganda I met a girl wh
The kid with the baggage"My suitcase is open, what will you add?"
" Nothing, I'll help you to carry it instead."
You smiled as you tried to convince me it's true,
You know what the problem is? They said it too.
They turned over the suitcase, emptied on the floor.
It made me feel lighter. Then they reached for the door.
But before they left, they turned around,
To put back all the garbage they found on the ground.
I tried to stop them, to close up in time.
But they knew how to open that suitcase of mine.
Now I'm on my journey. Mess keeps spilling out.
'The suitcase stays closed' is the last thing I vowed.
Dancing on the leavesLightly dancing on
a tip of the leaf
Close to the edge
like in a dream
Faster and faster
she swirled around
but nobody found
A reason to tell it
would be over soon
When she grows up
loses her youth
For now she keeps singing
believes in her dreams
Not old enough yet
to slip off the leaves
Young Little BirdYoung little bird wants to learn how to fly.
Get out of the cage, reach up to the sky.
Restrictions forced her to stay where she's born.
She hides in her dreams, wakes up and mourns.
When she's released once at a time,
People will notice she grew up inside.
Struggling she will make all her dreams true.
But how will she ever gain trust back in you?
ConfusionThe fact you were my friend,
Is complicated now.
I wish I could stop caring,
But I don't know how.
The fact you were my friend,
Was special since I won't
Let a lot of people close to me.
Now you're the reason why I don't.
The fact you were my friend,
means you're not anymore.
Though I don't know how to turn away
And leave this time, no more.
The fact you were my friend,
Doesn't mean you'll always be.
Sure, I'll never hate on you,
But you don't know how I bleed.
GoodbyeSeven years of pain went by
And now I write this last goodbye.
I am so proud of what you did.
How you helped and taught us
With everything that went wrong.
But still you smiled, kept going on.
You didn't lose
You just stopped living.
We will and can not stop the missing.
One day too
We all will be as strong as you.
HomeWandering on the streets tonight,
People hiding from the lights.
A scratch, it burns, claws so deep.
The truth is out there can't you see?
One step further in the dark,
You will always wear these marks.
You gasp, a shock, straight to the bone.
Oh please don't!
Leave me alone.
There is no hideout, no safe room,
So I wish, please take me home...
Someone specialThey told me to leave it,
To forget about you
But I know that's impossible,
No one gets me like you do
You know what I mean,
without a single word
And everytime you're leaving
You've got to know it hurts
I don't want to loose you
I won't give you up
I just want to hold you
And give you all my love
For now I keep on dreaming
They can't take my faith away
I will always love you, I promise
We will meet someday...
Broken HeartbeatYou seem to break my heart beat into shorter syllables,
like every time I touch you,
It just gets
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Saturated SeductionSaturated Seduction 7/23/14
You appeared to me in a dream.
You exist only in my enigmatic imagination.
The moon was heavy that night,
drunk with the power of the sun.
Pulling and pushing the tides
like my vacillating moods.
I swim through this vast ocean
of unrest searching for
a place to call home.
I created your face
to give me comfort.
I carved out your being
to fit perfectly with mine.
Your hair danced like fire even
though the sea consumed you.
Sometimes my dreams are lucid -
most times I forget.
But you linger like an after image -
as a flash of a camera in
my watery eyes.
You stay with me on nights
of uncertainty - when all my
doubts bombard and petrify me.
I am rooted in place, too
frightened to move...on.
If you were real it would feel like a dream.
I would never wake.
Eternal slumber has a nice ring to it.
She Is PoetryShe speaks to me in sonnets
Sighing her similes
Angrily articulating her alliterations
and ranting her rhymes.
She mumbles her metaphors
Heaving heavily her haikus
Bickering her ballads
at my feeble free verse.
When We Said Our Goodbyeswhen we said
i did not blame
breaking my heart
making petty claims
throwing my gran's china
ripping up pictures
demanding custody of our cat
but i do blame you
every single one
we were a
You really wanted a girl who wasn't me.I fell in
love with you or
not quite you,
because you said
you'd never love
sacrosanct perversionhe is
my paragon of feverish intemperance
my blue-flamed boy nova
the burning of my besotted wits-end and start
the reticence under the gape of endless stars
whose abdomen fell
prey to my scathing eyes and starving claws
whose mien asphyxiated
by my irrepressible thirst
past his past lovers and navel gait
how i pine
for the warmth of his gargantuan laughs
for the coolness of his gaze transfixed
on my lips
blue-fire fervor and inferno
dearest penned don
grant me my sip of the holy grail
i would become a polyglot existence
singing of her myrtle and doves
and my mirabile dictu love
on every known continent
I thought that my feelings
Were guided only
By the desire emanating
Between my legs
Now I realize
That it goes
Far beyond that
My heart pounds ferociously
At the mere thought of you
I want my body
To melt into you
Feel the waves of love
Crash against the shore
Of my once battered body
Sweep me up
Into your tide
I want to drown
In a sea
Of your love
Asphyxiated by desire
You are the only one
Who can resuscitate me
Your lips against mine
Bring me back to life
Twilight's Dream Falling,
Twas a dream
You in my sight,
Just your eyes,
Oh, the way
They strip me
Of my soul,
So that it be
My darling -
In the days
You caressed me
Falling for you,
Over you -
But twas just
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