November first, all saints
Celebrated canonised or not.
Recognition left as beauty
In the eye of the beholder.
For sinners accomplishing
Something worthy of holiness,
Something worthy of humanity,
Its nature, the Universe.
Compassion, aidance, honesty.
Truthfulness, chastity intended
In … CONTINUE READING »
Not a spectator
Responsibilities nothing more
Than what we want them to be.
Not imposed only taken they reflect,
Who we wish to be and grow into.
Not an effort nor a sacrifice but
An opportunity a gift from us,
To ourselves. Our … CONTINUE READING »
Ashes of apathy
Not struggle begot by necessity
beholds omnificence. And talent
alone does not suffice nor keeps
in store efforts of tenacious will.
Resolve is solely grounded in a drive
Inclined to transcendence, beyond
Body and mind to prove
To ourselves we … CONTINUE READING »
I have seen you before
I know who you are, I lived you, caressed
your involucre, immersed in your depth,
saw the entangled black worms creeping
inside you clogging your arteries, asphyxiating
your organs to insanity, as colourful
butterflies flee from your orbits, escaping
your … CONTINUE READING »
Ten seconds still
Hold me while I pretend I am
above it all and do not need
intimacy a caress, the warmth
of a body to heal, the cracked skin
of my independency a shield,
defending the fragile creature
now conceding, to let … CONTINUE READING »
Colouring flags red
A concept, a word, poison injected
in worn-out veins, tired of fighting
seeking peace, with weapons on
remote lands disregarded, brainwashed
by spurious terrestrial powers to suggest
indeed there is a reason to continue
colouring flags in red, blood of … CONTINUE READING »
Part of you
Endlessly swirling on myself, from within
and out, as everything else, following
a transcendent flow, ruling
over all that exists, a hierarchy,
I cherish and surrender to, delightedly,
as it always puts me in the right place, in
an immense … CONTINUE READING »
Lost Walls
Lumbago awakened me in tears
of pain and fear of intensifying
acuteness, worsening condition
compelling mind to impose
therapeutical distraction,
persuading fantasy to create
spontaneous cuttings of pictures,
papers, magazines, old national
geographic dreams scopelessly selected
waiting on ideas to … CONTINUE READING »
Stubborn passions
Consciousness finally puts its foot
down dictating, termination of frivolous
stubborn passions, unilaterally composing
wistful notes of lust, curiosity and fantasy
in broadcasted virtual reality.
Sprang from the enigmatic encounter
of a stranger unknown, fascination swiftly
dressed in seemingly harmless … CONTINUE READING »
Jigsaw silence
Keep quite. Listen to the sounds
of unquietable silence, restless air
around you, a million frantic
particles you inhale, heed them as they
penetrate deep inside you.
Follow their course as they enter nasal
cavities to conquer a pass
through … CONTINUE READING »