Aggravation, there is too much aggravation and too much frustration, and society is as impatient as it can be, and it is not what it should be, because it should be, vastly improved with all this moralising, and with all this moralising that we seem to see, moralising from religions mostly, and still, in the […]
Ages of you, pictures by the flowers, sat there for hours, thinking of you, with my heart empty, but not my mind of memories, and me, me missing you, missing you intensely, although it had been a year, almost two, the feelings had not died down. And there was still sadness, and tears, as I […]
Again, she cries, again, she cries, for sorrow is in her heart and in her eyes, and despair is deep inside, and she cannot seem to cast it aside, and again, she cries, again, she cries, and by her teardrops I am mesmerised, mesmerised at the contrast between the beauty of the tears, and the […]
After the silence, and the violence, and after the rain has stopped falling, and after the telephone has stopped ringing, and the bird has stopped singing, and the night has begun to fall, we stare at the heavens, and at their twinkling lights, that shine so bright as I stand inside, and I, I watch […]
After the rain came, after the rain came, and you were washed away down the street, I sat in the café, and I had two lumps of sugar with my coffee, and I sat contemplating, contemplating the fragility of you, and I wondered if you would ever change, I wondered if you would ever change, […]
After the morning storm, from whence such destruction was born, and what a fearsome sight it is, and what great damage there is, caused in such little time, and the time it takes to build a house, is quickly forgotten, because the destruction of the hurricane, comes faster than in a blink of an eye, […]
After midnight, I count the stars and I, I wait for the dawn, And I sit by the fire as the embers rise, and inside is, well I am not sure, is it a feeling, is it uncertainty, is it intuitiveness, I do not know but I feel empty, for these nights are lonelier, lonelier […]
Adoration, adulation, is not what I need, because all I need is time to breathe, because this love is far too claustrophobic for me, and your love is incessant in its bombacity, and it is too much, far too much for me, and although you have good intentions, and a good heart, you suffocate me, […]
Adjunct, and punctual, I have got the marketers blues, for they have come to sell me my soul, and make me buy it back from, back from them again it is true, but what mutuality could be this superficial, and lacking beneficiality, for it tears at me this waste of time, and this depravity, this […]
