An existential cry

If you happened for a reason Then all you do will be of no meaning We’ll go pass the season With not one single feeling Chance is there to be seized But choices lead towards paralysis All these memories diseased Don’t bother for further analysis Once I’ve made up my mind I’ll walk that desolate path alone My creator gave me no sign I’ll make the decision on my own A numb embrace in the cold One last kiss to depart from the past One last sentiment to unfold Hoping that at least the image will last If your existence is of a purpose It will be a meaning that you created An unmasked clown in the circus Receiving his blowjob, long-awaited We deserve what we earn Moreover, we’re doomed to be free With several lessons to learn A long journey awaits...

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Rosa que al prado, encarnada, te ostentas presuntuosa de grana y carmín bañada: campa lozana y gustosa; pero no, que siendo hermosa también serás desdichada.   -Juana Ines de la Cruz (1651-1695)

Simple

Today I woke up, same like every night Mesmerised by dreams so bright Chasing strangers that I don't know But convinced they'll help me grow A stranger's arm on my shoulder What is in the eyes of the beholder? I forgot, forgot that I must not Blot my lips in the blind spot And life can be ever so simple In the depth of the child's dimple The God of Wine succumbs to frenzy With libido levels rising immensely Still young enough to lie and deny Too indifferent to even heave a sigh Hopeful for the days yet to come But leaving things unsaid, undone Ready to simplify this life's motion By adding value to my only notion Of facilitating the itinerary I am...

3-4

On a constant journey Into a non-expository domain A platform of undiscovered word arrangements The mind will do its best To unveil a new influx of phrases In order to self-medicate And enunciate Every hunch and intellection For which there is no proof Devoid of the light A malfunction of the rod cells A mind walk is a blind talk The eyes now obsolete One soft touch in the dark Evokes chance and desire To carry the story farther and farther And plunge into the dangerous sea To fight impediments and suffer cramps Just for the sake of the plot A 3-4 dimensional territory Its length and width Height and depth surreal Your...

Perseverance

A dislocated dream in the art world Like reality’s eye seeking escapism Where to go is not what matters For this cage expands in the heart Every keystroke, every footstep Every enunciated word of madness Is perseverance within absurdity

The spiral and life

This is a day where your feet are cold Walking on thin ice with no one to hold The water in the abyss gazing hungrily Deep down the hands are waiting merrily In the spiral to rewind life once again In the vortex to save the best friend Way lost with dusty debris in your eyes A world that collapses with your cries Where are you In a place that has ceased to exist Somewhere the snow queen had left a kiss Where are you On a planet with two moons colliding A realm with two suns confiding Their everlasting trust Where is it you are hiding...