Alternative poetry blog.
My friend, sometimes, I just want to apologise Not for my actions, but for my past For me; as part of the community, that brought you down for years Life gave me insights; Insights, I wish could have when I was younger. My friend, life for you was an indescribable pain And what we did? … Continue reading My friend Christos.
Photo by Burak K on Pexels.com In this culture diet, at night, I consume art with bulimia. I am searching for truth in media, like a junkie searches food in a garbage bin. My creative juices; sold in an unholy agreement to a thirsty capitalist. The door is open; but I haven't learned to walk … Continue reading A Netflix story.
Photo by Craig Adderley on Pexels.com The closet is standing there. Tall & wide, taking all the space it needs. Fresh clothes smelling like spring. Winter jackets with fake furs. Closets: Steady, wide and useful to people. The opposite of me. The closet looks strict but the living room has a chill vibe. A sofa … Continue reading Bureaucrat.
Photo by Alex Fu on Pexels.com I want to leave a legacy for the fools of this world.For the ones that they’re destined for walking but they had to run.Always in a hurry because the heavy old bus of survival is coming behind them.So fast that they can’t stop, just quick looks on the windows … Continue reading Walk.
Photo by Roman Gruchow on Pexels.com In another woman's hands. Yesterday, I watched the stars. Felt the purity of childhood once again, Felt as virtue of mature men. Glad to see your eyes in the sky, Missed your face, it’s been a while. Strange feeling, deep as roots, As the falling star, in sky fire … Continue reading The night we watched the stars falling.
Photo by Burst on Pexels.com In a state of non return years ago we took the wrong turn If that is life's best, after 67, to live the peaceful & rest seems more glorious dying young in your attempt to rob a bank. For their dividends we are dying old. For the illusion of safety, … Continue reading Cubicle Office life.
Ryan Gosling playing piano in the last scene of La La Land (2016). To the unknown we roam Holding hands before the storm Two loves in our hearts Since the day we’re born. A poet and a man On searching for a purpose A woman's eyes in a bar Dancing in our lives circus. Up … Continue reading Here’s to the ones who dream.
Bill Murray & Scarlett Johansson in the last scene of the film ''Lost in Translation''. You change And from goddess you’re becoming mortal Another life’s page Another dimension portal; You change And in a sea of darkness I’m fading away Like a cursed spirit I’m searching the spell To set me free- I wait; You … Continue reading You change.
Mad at me Mad at my existence Mad at my feelings Mad at my bronze heart You said I had freedom You said I was one of you You said I could share everything You said I can be myself Threaten me Get angry at me Spit on my face Curse at me You are … Continue reading Paint on a canvas.
You smoked for years with no regret You eat fast and greedy, like a starved homeless But you are not one of them, you are an employee And you hate the filthy and the damned. Your fridge is full because you are afraid constantly You try to find ways to fill the abyss Afraid of … Continue reading Taking over.
