sábado, 8 de septiembre de 2012

Worst Lies are Said in Fear


I must be hilarious
Only wait to see me down
Even down
On my knees
Drowning for one
In what addiction done in me

This world isn’t like ‘twas in days gone by
A knot of entangled questions,
Of doubting and breaking oppressions

You know, there are strengths absent
When there is no more care to quest
On paths marked by the tic-tac
Thither! Where the human temptation stare at us
In the corner
Through the decorations and every
Hide in ourselves

Once each star burst in front
And all crooked murk scrooge
Dominate
Manipulate and dig in
Body and mind
There’s a point of break for our moral mask

Perhaps it was the terrors that may us do this
Use it as an elucidation
Leaving lies come out,
Like night phantoms,
Lull music that sound within my head

We bear a bit
And then let us fall so quick
We bear so much
Slaying ourselves
Making our own punish
Taking all against us
Saying the worst lies when we’ve so fear





Oh Fate Of Mine


Is this what I do forever?
In the rest of my story?
Sing to sleep to a princess’ ears
Waiting for moons
Day by day to a prince in his silvery armor
Arrive here,
Withdrawing dragons
Saving mermaids
So much untouchable unrealities

Thoughts made of yarns
Hanging, on true-love gallows
Bright fibers remain dreams
But so black

Oh fate of mine!
If you’ve all the keys to all the doors
And yet you do not dare to enter the void

You just stay there
Ask for “whys”…
Asking is unneeded
When you know you are not going anyplace
That’s the way, indeed
I must ever allowed to me follow

Oh fate of mine!
What awaits me beyond the minute that’ll pass?
More rhymes and rhythms
Swaying in perfect movements
Vindictive temptations
But, in the ruin of an artistic work on me
Muddle of anger and taciturn delusions
Is that what I’ll be?
Ruins, shots, isolation

But, I’ll say only a word
I let you guide my acts
Professing in hums
(With) pity what I can’t be

By the way that this been going up so far
Oh fate!
I demand an answer
I don’t get to order somewhat still infinitive
I’ll settle with some arrows and marked paths
You know,
To take my prerogative
Or go running fast by the other lane….
Cowardice road

At the end, you and I, Oh fate of mine!
Sitting in the same table
Drinking the same tea on olden cups
Be careful with some poison in the teapot
‘Cause if I’d pass away
So do you, dear fate of mine