Seasons

 Seasons

Winter came, cruel and merciless,

the wind froze to silent perfection,

and I was standing in the plains - desolate,

a heart made of stone - unbeating,

watching blindly the icy subjection,

so eternally beautiful, never repeating...

Spring came, mute and reluctant,

rain replacing snow with fury,

and I was floating in the rivers - hesitant,

water replacing blood, the coldness

touching the soft flow with apathy,

so tender with death, so remorseless...

Summer came, scorching and vicious,

the Sun and Moon suddenly made sense,

and I was burning in the fires - delicious,

no searching soul, just emptiness

desperately seeking joy without pretense,

so petty, because it is defenseless...

Autumn came, peaceful and timid,

the fog and colors fought in vain,

and I was singing with the wind - wicked,

the thunder was my voice - pretending,

deceiving the harvest with the mundane,

so cheerful, now slowly dying...

Party Hard

Party Hard

All the fun just made me feel alone

as if long ago I have already died

I wish to have a heart of stone

A mess hidden by a fancy facade

touch me, I'll melt in your emberace

my heart will go off like a granade

I went from one body to another

and found no beating heart inside

no surprise and I shouldn't bother

I'll fall for any stupid promise

as if love was just a crazy race

just a silly lie to easily dismiss

*     *     *

I think I've finally had enough,

I think I maybe think too much...

I think that life's too short for this...

I'll dress nice, I'll look good, I'll go dancing alone,

I will laugh, I'll get drunk, I'll take somebody home...

State Exam Crazy

State Exam Crazy

im colouring the pictures

the crazy little mixtures

im colouring the pictures

cause what else can i do?

im sorting all my beads

ignoring all my needs

im sorting all my beads

cause what else can i do?

im shopping on ebay

and finding a new way

im shopping on ebay

cause what else can i do?

im playing with my phone

still changing the ring tone

im playing with my phone

cause what else can i do?

Legacy

Legacy

...we are all the same...

from the cradle fed with violence

our lullaby, gunshots and cries

once we are gone, there will be silence

but now we broadcast our favourite lies

filled with anger, filled with ignorance

death is the ultimate TV show

spreading dirt, promising deliverance

we play the world as a domino

we are weapons of mass consumption

to Jerusalem, Baghdad, Kabul, we must go

as we celebrate our own corruption

and the ever-changing status quo

streets full of blood and oil in our veins

to light us all up you need just matches

a world tied by invisible chains

all those conditions and little catches

believing we are the chosen, the wise

but our legacy is just burning ash

the others we must civilise

we happily export our trash

...creating our world of destruction...

Feminism Gone Wild

Feminism Gone Wild

Going crazy, tensions rising,

Writing nonsence, compromising...

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I don't see the difference anymore

Everything makes sense

All that work - and what for?

It's all just pretense...

Nevermore

Nevermore

... I feel like a piece you don't need anymore ...

you walked away without a word

and I was left out, devastated

just for a while, it seems absurd

but suddenly I was alone

I fought my fear and anger

my mind in an endless Zone

and you left me there, mutilated

shaken and bleeding in the dust

just a bit, but I felt so separated

confused, with my heart at war

but I am a fighter, survive I must

and I promise, Nevermore

you are gone, just solitude

I battled the emptiness

I struggled with your attitude

so I got much stronger

I defeated this loneliness

and I don't need you any longer

*     *     *

When divided we stand, united we fall...

One night alone is like a year without you,

Do you have a heart of stone?

Waiting for Those Promises

Waiting for Those Promises

In this filthy world, wet and cold

we roam the streets, all hopes burned

time passes by, we feel so old

and still no lesson learned

In my world, words have no meaning

the silence still ringing in my ears

in the end there was no beginning

and I waited, eyes filled with tears

In the world, the one and only

shards are soft and petals broken

that's both of us, horrible and lonely

depending on those words unspoken

In all those worlds, lost and found

where the hopeless are still hoping

love is a promise by which we are bound

and without it, we're not coping

Endless Cycle

Endless Cycle

life
burning darkness
time at its beginning, no yesterday

I died way too soon in this beautiful dream

I have lived enough in this empty world

time at its end, no tomorrow

freezing white light

death

stagnation
broken grayness
time standing still, eternal chaos
I have been surviving for too long at the borders

I was born far too late in this new universe

time moving forward, final destination

blooming colours

rebirth

The Labyrinth

The Labyrinth

          I am a labyrinth of solitude          I am the mist clouding your way

   with a shining nebula above          slowly guiding you nowhere

I hide myself and seclude          I am here only to delay 

 for the world I have no love          feel your pain and despair

I am a puzzle of little details          I am the bleeding silence  

     echoing in empty spaces          forever muted by my grief 

     I am the source of many tales          I am kept away in the distance

of which there aren't any traces          protected by sheer disbelief  

today a memory resurfaced with an old picture

a beautiful painting by a dear friend

once inspired by me

I Dada You

I Dada You

in so many ways

it's one of those days

when you're not there

when I wonder to myself

if you even remember

mode set to stealth

you are my days

when I surrender

do you miss me there

do you even care

waiting for my ghost

but not today

in all my memories

when I miss you the most

if you even wonder

if you miss me at all

waiting for days

and then I surrender

*     *     *

Frozen inside without your touch

Without your love, Darling

Only you are the life among the dead

Breathe into me and make me real

Bring me to life

The Love for Mary Jane

The Love for Mary Jane

sometimes life gets you low

so you just get high

the only solution you know

you won't even try

inhale, exhale

life on standby

like a modern rite of passage

a hundred friends to see

all they want is the package

the green social key

inhale, exhale

a life of a nobody

their little bitch, you feel so smart

poisoning your soul

and numbing your heart

you play the role

inhale, exhale

you live with no goal

nothing to gain by catching smoke

buy and sell, it's a great deal

but somehow you're always broke

nothing you have is real

inhale, exhale

your life is a joke

now I know and won't ever doubt

all my love was in vain

the one thing you can't live without

your love for Mary Jane

inhale, exhale

living insane

Where the World Went Wrong

Where the World Went Wrong

a perfect pandemonium of pride and prejudice

veiling the victims with vigorous lies

those selfish secrets shamelessly slaughtering souls

passionate about pulverising their prey

a fake facade of ferocious foes
artificial adversaries asking for answers
generously agreeing on gore in a greedy grave

a boistrous blight of beasts brutally butchering innocence
especially exhausted by efficient extermination
of crippled creatures craving corruption
and mutilated monsters mesmerised by mortality

the vicious venom of the voracious villains
predators polluting by passion for pretence
burried in toxic tombs for terminated traitors

hungry hyenas hunting with hollow hate
irreversibly infecting the imagination with fear

distracting the defective and depraved

by concealing the contaminated cacophony in confusion

where the world went wrong?

*     *     *

I'm waking up to ash and dust...
This is it, the Apocalypse...

I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones,
Enough to make my system blow,
Welcome to the new age...

The "Too Good" Girl

The "Too Good" Girl

Now, let's disagree

in the game we're playing,

"You're too good for me..."

is just another way of saying:

I want to get rid of you

but I don't know how

you didn't do anything wrong

- maybe because of that -

I don't want to be the bad guy

I don't want to be there

when you try for me and cry

confused, in despair

I want you to leave

and feel like you've done

something for yourself

- left me in the dust -

I don't want to feel bad

about leaving you alone

so please, get mad

I'm bad to the bone 

I can't push you away

so be nice and do it for me

once again, be that good girl

- leave silently and gently -

Too good - what a thought -

Let's burry that little treasure

In the ground - let her rot -

Until we can measure

*     *     *

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
But that's all right because I like the way it hurts...
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
But that's all right because I love the way you lie...

My grave

My grave

My heart was fixed on a simple thing,

On the need to love to survive,

To be a queen, I need a king,

In my kingdom of gray, sleeping,

Dead for so long, suddenly alive,

Now I know what I was missing.

the cold rain is falling down my face

erasing my tears, every trace

now I'm lost, out of place

a feeling to erase

come for me, my love, it's a race

My heart ran at an incredible pace,

And then, suddently, it stopped,

I was thrown out of time and space,

Broken, frozen, nowhere to go,

The iron gates are now locked,

Prisoner of my personal limbo.

come now, my love, find me

I'm waiting patiently 

at the cemetery

don't worry

what's dead doesn't die easily

*     *     *

You won't try for me, not now
Though I'd die to know you love me
I'm all alone

And if I sleep just to dream of you
I'll wake without you there
Isn't soumething missing?

Alone

Alone

LOVE

leaving to stay

staying to leave

soon far away

not that naive

Cannot fight the distance

All I feel is endless gloom

There's no point in resistance

Only waiting for my doom

leaving, not there

out of reach

staying nowhere

both and each

HATE

***

With you I am ALONE

My Beloved Complication

My Beloved Complication

I'm struggling with every word

As if I had nothing to say,

This whole thing is so absurd,

And I won't submit to your way.

You're so complicated,

like a distant daydream,

forever is so overrated,

you're already on your way,

you can't hear me scream,

so there's nothing left to say.

Mind of a confused conundrum,

all is hidden behind a wall,

inside, it has gone so numb,

no attention you can spare,

no wonder you can't hear me call,

back and forward, going nowhere.

Confused, almost delirious,

always prepared to leave,

the solution is so obvious,

but you aim for the extreme,

I will stay here and grieve,

once there's nothing to redeem.

*     *     *

Love is a word

You gave it a name

Love is right now

So don't close your heart

I've been waiting all my life

For this moment of our love
With you

Wait for Tomorrow

Wait for Tomorrow

wait for the blade to turn into rust
and then, go if you must...

The rain taking all that was dead
I stood there and I was broken
Again, so many things were said
And still, so many left unspoken

You're a limited edition
of all I ever wanted
like a stalker on a mission
you're a ghost, I'm your haunted

Let me bury all my sorrow
I don't need any fucking forever
all I hope for is tomorrow
little pieces of never ever

Stop saying goodbye
over and over and over again
because, every time, I die
and it won't help me with the pain

I don't care if it's love or lust
stay for now, you're all I trust
let the corpse turn into dust
and then, go if you must

*     *     *

And nothing I could ever write 

Would help you understand this life...

Modern "Love"

Modern "Love"

This modern "love" is sick and twisted,

it's all digital and 24/7 online,

just review all the reasons listed,

romance is dead and I mourn,

now, it's sexting, tweets&likes, combine,

today it's all just about HD porn.

Cool kids enjoy their first lust,

skinny bodies, sticky liquid,

well, enjoy STDs and my disgust,

all the things you commit,

as if you were addicted,

I look at you and want to vomit.

They say my notions are medieval,

I'm not a saint, I like to flirt,

but the rest just caused an upheaval,

no photos, especially nude,

I'm not meat, you stupid pervert,

you make me sound like such a prude.

I want a knight born in blood and sweat,

it's really hard to have a conversation

with a yuppie in the hottest corvette,

so go elsewhere and good luck,

all you think of is penetration

and I literally don't give a fuck.

I think I've lost it,

I'm against any prohibition,

but to deal with this

I need ammunition!

Creepy Confessions

Creepy Confessions

I have a confession to make

and this may be a big mistake,

but all things that may have mattered

were left behind as I was shattered.

hold me so I can fall

your gentle violence

your words and silence

for me, you have it all

So tease me with those little lies,

whisper all those naughty wishes,

seduce with those blackened eyes,

please, bite my neck until I bleed,

your every touch is so delicious,

and fight me, so I can concede.

my cold, distant lover

sweet, tender, little vicious

always a bit suspicious

with a heart to rediscover

*     *     *

"Last night you were unhinged. You were like some desperate, howling demon. You frightened me. Do it again!"

Morticia Addams

You may be a sinner, but your innocence is mine...

I want to reconcile the violence in your heart,

I want to recognize your beauty is not just a mask,

I want to exorcise the demons from your past,

I want to satisfy the undisclosed desires in your heart...

It's Not Me, It's You

It's Not Me, It's You

To the Critics

Critics of the world

Throughout space and time

I must confess

To a horid crime

Because of you I can't express

A single thought on my mind

A girl who likes to rhyme

It's just personal, not rafined

TS Eliot, I hate you, bastard

I used to care

But now I'm plastered

So go you-know-where!

*     *     *

"The emotion of art is impersonal. And the poet cannot reach this impersonality without surrendering himself wholly to the work to be done."

FUCK YOU!