Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts

Friday, October 18, 2019

Night's Daughter


Daughter of the night,
Dressed with stars and moonlight,
Come with me tonight,
Let's walk and talk.

I don't ask for your love…
That's a lie, I want it,
But tonight let's just talk,
Please, stop… I said I wished to talk,
Please stop, cause if you don't,
I won't.

Daughter of the night,
Why are you leaving? Stay in bed,
You'll be safe here,
You'll find a home here…
But you can leave, you're free to go,
Still, you can stay,
If your heart wish to.

Why are you leaving your heart?
Wait! Are you leaving?
Stay! If you leave your heart then stay!
Daughter of the night!, you don't have run anymore!
*He sighed and sadly smiled*
Too late for me, you're gone...

Ego


So today I exalt ego,
The source of all evil,
All what we are,
The source of our genius,
Our madness and our love.
Ego we are, Ego were and will,
Cause we live to be admired,
That's what our selfish heart,
Has always desired.
Fame and glory we want,
As Aquiles and Alexander,
Each one of us a proud ant,
So small, 
but divine after all.
So today I exalt ego,
Also the source of all not evil,
What guided us to the moon
And will make us gods soon.

Mind v Heart


Her first kisses were intoxicating,
Her soft skin burned under my touch,
Then her mouth tried to devour my lips
And her hands…
Let's just say that they reminded me,
 Something nearly forgotten.
But there's something wrong,
I shouldn't be here,
My heart is saying that this is not right,
And now, I'm feeling guilty...
But why?!
I'm free to fly!
Me?! You hear me?! Let's just fly!
But no, my heart doesn't want to fly again,
Cause it feels like it's a mistake…
So the heart decided to leave,
To stop right here and avoid the mistake,
So I'm gonna leave now…
Dammit, what was I thinking when I get to this point…
I should leave now-
She's back from the bathroom…
Huh...
I think I won't leave until sunrise...
If I'll ever leave.

Her Lips

I can remember the kid,
So scared of the first kiss,
Confused and excited;
I can remember the young man,
He learned,
He stole the kiss, many of them;
I can remember them,
As it was yesterday
And now it feels like time is running out;
Still, when I kiss…
Time is vanished.
That's why I get lost some nights
And write from others bed,
Longing at least,
To get trapped there, forever, in a kiss.
But as always it won't happen, 
Not tonight, not ever,
Heart has flied, theirs are never here, 
We just enjoy,
Home awaits
And a poem needs to be shared.
It's so cold again and it's not the weather… 
or maybe it is, who knows…
Maybe I just long for your unknown lips.