Ok, I was sort of inspired today and just started writing some lines.
Now, I'm in the mood to share it.
And yea, it'S quite specific to me..
So, here it goes:
Hot tears trickling down,
Pave their way through make-up
Leaving traces on my cheeks
Growing colder as they fall.
Coldness in my heart
Swearing to never trust again
A thought that kept me warm
Torn away from my mind
Helpless this mind has become
For pain hurt my heart
A pain not to understand
Not to understand of the human mind
I’m screaming to god
Screaming to Satan
Screaming for help
Forbidding me as I do so
There is no faith in me
No help is worth my pain
No faith is worth my obedience
Only I am
My pride, my pain
My treasures to keep
My tears on my cheeks
Feel the longing for oblivious sleep
Only love creates hate
As natural balance
Hating, loving,
Desperately confusing in my self-centered being
Death sometimes seems such a wishful alternative
But as everything seems so trivial now
Even death has become prideless triviality
To me, as I can only see myself anymore
Well, this is my only new one. All of my other poetry is so..old. And I'm sure you know what it'S like to go through old stuff. You feel all like 'What the f*ck did I write?'.
Anyway, this doesn't really belong here. It'S a picture I took.
will be ..forever.. fear not for I have seen beauty of heaven, where every colour is in its place. It'S within every creature, unfold by all that love, one has to give or receive
And just like that
every colour took its place
in my life,
in my mind,
bringing peace to my thoughts,
upon which war has been made,
by the swirl of reality,
letting the colours fade, emphasize, confuse
displacing the order,
where things should be in their place
disturbing the frail peace,
that was brought to enlighten my mind,
addicting my heart
But hey,.. I don't decide what I write. I just listened to the things in my head....
And that moment everything felt like perfection, my mind at peace, expressed by apparently the symbolism of colours....so those words sprung to life from my mind. But I have no idea how or why. Felt good, I can tell you that.