The clock charmes five.
A little candle shapes a shadow on the wall.
It moves in franctions, in heat.
I can't recognize anything in a room that is mine.
Losing my way in my own room is frightning,
how can find my way in this world?
The clock charmes seven?
Where was I all this time?
I should have turned left, not right.
The candle still gives me a little light.
The shadow didn't move.
The sun did thou. It moved away.
I go. I stay.
The clock charmes, that's all.
I don't want to know how late it is.
The candle is out, no light, no time.
Darkness is the only one by my side.
I will sit here and see if someone will come to rescue me.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Just to let you know
Your heart is small, tender, fragile
but filled with so much love and passion.
A tear is always ready to be spilled,
a wish always ready to be fulfilled.
Open your eyes to the world
and see you are loved and cheriched.
You are an important part of the chain of life
and certainly of mine.
Like air and warmth to the world you are to me
and it would be a pitty if you couldn't see
you accomplich your destiny.
Te iubesc, draga mea.
but filled with so much love and passion.
A tear is always ready to be spilled,
a wish always ready to be fulfilled.
Open your eyes to the world
and see you are loved and cheriched.
You are an important part of the chain of life
and certainly of mine.
Like air and warmth to the world you are to me
and it would be a pitty if you couldn't see
you accomplich your destiny.
Te iubesc, draga mea.
Friends
My friend,
How can I thank you enough, ever.
You kept me going with simple words,
sometimes spoken, sometimes written
but always true, nothing hidden.
You didn't hide reality,
you sung your rapsody.
The fact I knew you existed
didn't make me feel alone
when all good reasoning was gone.
You are that rock, that castle forever strong.
You save me when I am in need,
you don't come when I need to breath.
Understanding is your power,
you come in a tear, a laugh, a second, a flower.
My gratitude is yours as is my time and toughts.
I hope I can be a true friend,
just like you let me see how to be.
I would fulfill me and set us free.
How can I thank you enough, ever.
You kept me going with simple words,
sometimes spoken, sometimes written
but always true, nothing hidden.
You didn't hide reality,
you sung your rapsody.
The fact I knew you existed
didn't make me feel alone
when all good reasoning was gone.
You are that rock, that castle forever strong.
You save me when I am in need,
you don't come when I need to breath.
Understanding is your power,
you come in a tear, a laugh, a second, a flower.
My gratitude is yours as is my time and toughts.
I hope I can be a true friend,
just like you let me see how to be.
I would fulfill me and set us free.
Monday, February 2, 2009
For love
Sand is gliding through my fingers.
Here and there a grain sticks to my skin.
My nervous, wet hands shake as they hit the ground.
It's an awfull hollow sound.
Like I can't hold you,
some memories remane in my mind.
As the sand falls, your footsteps make the same sound.
The distance is messured by the heartbeats
and the cracks and the pain.
I can't controle anything.
Maybe I am searching for a key I never had.
The mind is dark, the feeling is sad.
I have to force the lock,
create a shock.
I know my heart beats in the right place,
with the right pace.
We will always be together on this world and space.
Here and there a grain sticks to my skin.
My nervous, wet hands shake as they hit the ground.
It's an awfull hollow sound.
Like I can't hold you,
some memories remane in my mind.
As the sand falls, your footsteps make the same sound.
The distance is messured by the heartbeats
and the cracks and the pain.
I can't controle anything.
Maybe I am searching for a key I never had.
The mind is dark, the feeling is sad.
I have to force the lock,
create a shock.
I know my heart beats in the right place,
with the right pace.
We will always be together on this world and space.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Moonchild
Don't fear the night!
Not even when it is so dark that it seems impossible there will be a next day.
The stars are guarding you even thou the clouds cover them.
The moon only comes to visit you
and smiles while you're searching for a dream.
It's not the howling wolf you have to fear.
He's in pain himself.
His blood floats through his heart
just like yours.
You pray to God
He howls to the moon.
The moon smiles for him too.
Don't be afraid to be afraid.
Fear guards your life.
It brings light in your mind
Sing with the wolf and make the moon your God
just for the period of a dream.
Not even when it is so dark that it seems impossible there will be a next day.
The stars are guarding you even thou the clouds cover them.
The moon only comes to visit you
and smiles while you're searching for a dream.
It's not the howling wolf you have to fear.
He's in pain himself.
His blood floats through his heart
just like yours.
You pray to God
He howls to the moon.
The moon smiles for him too.
Don't be afraid to be afraid.
Fear guards your life.
It brings light in your mind
Sing with the wolf and make the moon your God
just for the period of a dream.
I'm back
My dears,
For all kind of reasons which i'm not going to bore with, I wasn't able to write.
Faith doesn't always let you keep your promises.
I will catch up thou.
Read you soon.
For all kind of reasons which i'm not going to bore with, I wasn't able to write.
Faith doesn't always let you keep your promises.
I will catch up thou.
Read you soon.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
My book.
Read my heart as a book, my love.
Carry it in your collection
and cherish it as if it was the most presious.
Turn the pages of my heart, my love.
You will read your name on every page.
Memorize it, just in case.
Discover the plot of my heartbeat, my love.
Every pump spells your name.
This spelling bee you have to win.
Open my heart again, my love.
Read me, again and again.
Every time you start over there will be some more pages.
New ones, just for you, about you.
Don't try to find it, my love.
You will never find it.
I don't have goodbye as a friend.
You will never find the last page.
You will never find the end.
Carry it in your collection
and cherish it as if it was the most presious.
Turn the pages of my heart, my love.
You will read your name on every page.
Memorize it, just in case.
Discover the plot of my heartbeat, my love.
Every pump spells your name.
This spelling bee you have to win.
Open my heart again, my love.
Read me, again and again.
Every time you start over there will be some more pages.
New ones, just for you, about you.
Don't try to find it, my love.
You will never find it.
I don't have goodbye as a friend.
You will never find the last page.
You will never find the end.
Monday, January 26, 2009
Parasite
I won't ask you much,
just be my eyes,
so I can see the world in all it's glory.
I won't ask much,
just give me your ears,
so I can hear the silence and not worry.
I won't ask much,
just lend me your shoulders
in case I can't carry the weight of life.
I won't ask much,
just give me your heart,
to love and to be loved, to never be apart.
I won't ask much,
just give me your breath
because when I fall in a never ending sleep
and I feel your lips and body heat,
I can wake up with a love soo deep.
just be my eyes,
so I can see the world in all it's glory.
I won't ask much,
just give me your ears,
so I can hear the silence and not worry.
I won't ask much,
just lend me your shoulders
in case I can't carry the weight of life.
I won't ask much,
just give me your heart,
to love and to be loved, to never be apart.
I won't ask much,
just give me your breath
because when I fall in a never ending sleep
and I feel your lips and body heat,
I can wake up with a love soo deep.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
In words.
Today I march in words
I battle along your side.
I can shout out injustice,
cry you a poem and rewrite.
Today a sentence is going to be our chain.
It's made of words expressing pain.
As strong as the weakest link.
Always present but gone when I blink.
Today I should write a never ending book,
guiding people where to go and look.
Where to search and find
that single ray of light.
Today I'm everybodies yours.
Out of destiny, out of choice.
I erase myself and rebuild myself in you.
reincarnating, always new.
Today I'm just one word,
which one I leave to you.
I battle along your side.
I can shout out injustice,
cry you a poem and rewrite.
Today a sentence is going to be our chain.
It's made of words expressing pain.
As strong as the weakest link.
Always present but gone when I blink.
Today I should write a never ending book,
guiding people where to go and look.
Where to search and find
that single ray of light.
Today I'm everybodies yours.
Out of destiny, out of choice.
I erase myself and rebuild myself in you.
reincarnating, always new.
Today I'm just one word,
which one I leave to you.
Without me.
What if I didn't exist
and the world turned without me.
Would the snow be white and winter cold?
Would my son be young and my father old?
What would be: left or left and would right be wright?
Would you be blogging on this site?
Who would you be holding tight?
But I do exist.
The world turns just the same,
not especially for me.
And in the snow I write your name, you see?
My son is beautiful, my father died,
I look left and I look right.
While on the blog,
I hold you tight.
I kiss you good night.
and the world turned without me.
Would the snow be white and winter cold?
Would my son be young and my father old?
What would be: left or left and would right be wright?
Would you be blogging on this site?
Who would you be holding tight?
But I do exist.
The world turns just the same,
not especially for me.
And in the snow I write your name, you see?
My son is beautiful, my father died,
I look left and I look right.
While on the blog,
I hold you tight.
I kiss you good night.
Friday, January 23, 2009
Where?
In the middle of the night,
with the sun high
on the other side of the world,
the silence hurts my ears.
In the dry desert,
with the poles melting in the cold
I try to make a fertile spot with my tears.
On top of a mountain,
with my zest so low,
I fly with the eagles and scream.
Standing in my shadow,
where the light is home,
I dream of a dream.
Standing in my shoes,
being who I am,
I am happy with what I have.
Looking at you,
every time like it is the first,
I feel hunger for you and thirst.
with the sun high
on the other side of the world,
the silence hurts my ears.
In the dry desert,
with the poles melting in the cold
I try to make a fertile spot with my tears.
On top of a mountain,
with my zest so low,
I fly with the eagles and scream.
Standing in my shadow,
where the light is home,
I dream of a dream.
Standing in my shoes,
being who I am,
I am happy with what I have.
Looking at you,
every time like it is the first,
I feel hunger for you and thirst.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
I LIVE - I LOVE
Look at my fingers.
Touch them, they are frozen.
I can't hold anything in my hand.
How do you want me to carry any weight?
Feel my arms,
there is no musscle left.
I can't lift anything.
How do you want me to be strong?
Can you see my back?
I walk crooked.
I see my future facing down.
How do you want me to see the sun?
Listen to my legs.
You can hear them tremble.
I bearly hold up my own weight.
How do you want me to keep on going?
Put your head on my chest.
My heart is allmost silent.
It used to live to beat,
now it beats to live.
It's broken.
How do you want me to give?
Look at my face.
Yes, it's called a smile.
I took that extra step, straight up,
facing the sun.
I gave it all I had left
and kept on going strong.
With my full weight,
I bumped into you, I believed
and I love again.
But more important is that I am loved
and stronger than ever.
Look at me now.
I live, I love.
Touch them, they are frozen.
I can't hold anything in my hand.
How do you want me to carry any weight?
Feel my arms,
there is no musscle left.
I can't lift anything.
How do you want me to be strong?
Can you see my back?
I walk crooked.
I see my future facing down.
How do you want me to see the sun?
Listen to my legs.
You can hear them tremble.
I bearly hold up my own weight.
How do you want me to keep on going?
Put your head on my chest.
My heart is allmost silent.
It used to live to beat,
now it beats to live.
It's broken.
How do you want me to give?
Look at my face.
Yes, it's called a smile.
I took that extra step, straight up,
facing the sun.
I gave it all I had left
and kept on going strong.
With my full weight,
I bumped into you, I believed
and I love again.
But more important is that I am loved
and stronger than ever.
Look at me now.
I live, I love.
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