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Saturday, August 30, 2014

A new beginning

I feel like the sun's core
the pressure is greater than i imagined
my body and mind are sore
is like i'm dismantled

the state of supernova is almost reached
almost ready to explode
the last line is breached
the time has come to pay what's owed

all things we know and can imagine
are made from that moment of tragedy
from that one reaction
that one day will turn into harmony

Friday, August 29, 2014

Uncertainty

Is not the certitude of something
that makes you mad or sad
is the incertitude of nothing
that makes you feel bad

when you look into the future
and you have nothing to see
your not looking for a fortune
just something that might be

is hard to make it through the night
when you have nothing in sight
you just try to make it to the morning
so you can stop the angry burning

Throwing in the towel

I am pinned down on the floor  
trapped in a room with no door
I can see only a small light
but I no longer have the will to fight

I would like to get free
but this things that way on me
are heavy and hard to be pushed away          
and my body doesn't want to obey

I'd like to know how to get out
from this prison of doubt
from this prison of sadness
from this prison of darkness

Thursday, August 28, 2014

Illusions of grandeur

Illusions surround you everyday
but real life never turns out that way
you think your gonna be happy
you run around like a clueless puppy

you gonna have all you desire
wright that on a piece of paper
and light it on fire
let it turn into vapor

i like dreaming a lot
but i should stop all that
i should try to wake up
'cause reality hits like a bat

dreams are like a hot air balloon
you think they are going to the moon
but really they would not fly
if you don't fuel them with lies

actually who am i to say all that
who knows what dreams can be or can not
people say they will always have hope
even when hope has fallen down a steep slope

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Capturing the moment

Picture,
Complex,  creative
Smiling,  posing,  stunning      
Narrator of stories and memories
Art

Saturday, August 23, 2014

Sleepless Nights











I haven't slept in a while     
I feel like the balls     
of an old horse
but I partied with style
It's nice to know that tomorrow
will bring you a night without sorrow
but that's jut a dream     
and you can't dream
without sleeping It would seam 
but that's no problem for me
I will not bend my knee
I will not sleep when I can party
with a tunned up girl named Barbie   
spending all night being frisky   
drinking from a bottle of whisky

Thursday, August 21, 2014

Desire

 I like your smile is like a drug
I want to be with you all day long
I'd like to love you under the stars
To feel your body in my arms     
                                                          
I want to touch you all the time
To kiss your lips to make you mine
I like your laugh can't go without
I am a lucky guy without a doubt     
                                   

Your curves fill me with desire
I want to love you like a stallion     
The road to your heart is so narrow
I wanna love you like there I no tomorrow

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

The race

We race in life to be the first
we do it all to drench your thirst
we want it all to fill our lust
we never want to be the last

we pour our soul into the tank
to fuel the racing car of life
to fill the page not leave it blank
we turn the race into a strife

but what we fail to understand
is that we shouldn't race at all
life's a journey of the land
not a race to gain it all

Monday, August 18, 2014

Summer story

One day,
Like any other day,
The guy asked me out THAT day
I was surprised,
But in the good way,
Like i was THAT day.
He has everything i want
Except what i wish the most.
I knew that... but..
I was blind THAT day.
Now he writes me poems
Anyway i am fucked up
He is too good for me.
Faith seems to know
What is  better to do.
With THAT day.
Now days pass ...
I miss him a lot.
This "poem "is for you...
Please understand me.
I know you miss me too
But i am no good for you.
I will hurt you...
Each time i will see you.
Continue with your life
Do what you want in life
You deserve a better life
You don't need me in your life.
Amore, je plaisante.
I am not fucked up.
Seulement ma vie is fucked up.
Get over THAT day
And go to those Playboy models.
The sun will rise up
For you too... one DAY.
This is a guest poem written by someone special.

Dead presidents











When the hunger strikes your tummy
You start looking for the money
Put your hand into the pocket
Searching for the mighty ducat
Money walks
And money talks
That's a thing to keep in mind
When your reaching for the dime
There is a thing that rivals money
But even that's for sale you dummy
It's called pussy in case you didn't get the hint
But that's something you can't print
What the fuck is wrong with us
People even sell the ass
That's the power of the buck
It makes you bend it makes you suck
Even though the bills are bad
Not to have them makes me sad
At a point it's even funny
All you hear is money money

Saturday, August 16, 2014

The never ending party










I'd like to close my eyes one night
And wake up on the floor
While opening my eyes i'll see the light
Between two splendid breasts or maybe four
I'll take my super-yacht and start voyaging the seas
I'll pack it up with booze and Playboy models
Jumping all around opening tequila bottles
While i`m drinking my Americano in the gentle breeze
And as the sun steps into the sea
I'll take the girls and booze and just be free
And every night i'll do a sequel
But not for selfish reasons like a barbarian
I want to do it for the people
Just like Dan Bilzerian

The road to happiness










Driving on the road to happiness
It is slippery and treacherous
It's delusory and dangerous
It's a desert road surrounded by emptiness
The tank is almost empty and the end is far
All that keeps you going is a flickering star
That little star is called hope
And is the most dangerous word
It ties you with a rope
And makes you go till the end of the world
Which is in fact how far you have to go
To reach the end of the happiness road

Thursday, August 14, 2014

Summer Love

At the beginning of the summer
I met a crazy girl
And I gently felt a tremor
When she started to become my world
But that didn't last for long
Cause the power of the fate is strong
And it made us fell apart
As a broken piece of art
Now I'm feeling as a black hole
Mending my broken soul
Sucking all the light
Leaving only dark behind