Wandering
The Depths
Of One
Mirror
Once again
She suddenly understood
The bewitching beauty
Of Time
And
One Fall
Whispering of nonexistent Love
Life
Lucid dreams
Entrapped once and for all
In nothing
But Dead Letters
š

Wandering
The Depths
Of One
Mirror
Once again
She suddenly understood
The bewitching beauty
Of Time
And
One Fall
Whispering of nonexistent Love
Life
Lucid dreams
Entrapped once and for all
In nothing
But Dead Letters
š

And they kept on repeating all those ancient lies
Of stepping into the Light
Leaving nothing behind
But shadows
Lingering on
Longing
To be caught
š¤

-Sweet Sis, Iām not sure why you always see everything so black…
-You are not sure because you do not react to that what you actually perceive yourself, you react to your thought about the otherš Your question nevertheless rings the bell of Shakespeareās grave, for āO Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeoā was an equally senseless discharge into the void, yet people still believe it to be āPoetry of a deeper meaningāš To answer your non existing question though, I could say āBecause Iām no racistā. That might satisfy you, your hunger for positivity. The truth is though, your black is simply your memory
of Midnight blues…

She suddenly blushed
āAs for my software, itās…ā
ā…in sink with my hardware…ā
He hushed
Her

-..and this life, this fracking life is nothing, but suffering.
-I donāt think so.
-That makes you a liar. Everybody gets hurt all the time.
-I donāt. Thereās only one thing that pains me, and thatās the artificial light.
-In that case real light must hurt you too!
Eye bursted out laughing.
-The only true light is the awareness of the darkness, honeybunā¦

Oneās error
Was to be fixed
By the other
So the chain could
Link
One day
When the dumb stops
To write numb
āAmenā
As a comment

Full corā
Moon
Itching
Lightly in dark chambers
Like dying popcorn
Overlooked
In so many others
Filled with sighs of porn
And sly lies instantly cooked
Echoing
Israel
And its
God following mob
Of
Sheep
Warshipping their shepherd
Diligently
By
The
KILL
āThose human animals
That vermin
The evil monstersā
Penetrating their bodies
With bullets or metal stakes
Burning their offspring
Burying the living human race
Once
Twice
Three times
Eye quitted
Counting
The dying
Of present
Explaining the horrors of the past
Rivers and lakes
Meadows, trees and grass
Fields
Dying of poisons
Dropped by the dead birds
And honeybees
Made of metal
Hollow
Resembling
Mine very own heart
Blown apart
Caressing gingerly
A tiny shadow
Coiled in the depths
Of one cot
Asking
āWhyā¦
Why donāt I love you,
loveā
He didnāt move
Neither did his breath change
Entangling the dead thought
With the pure trust
Of one
Single
Heartbeat
Sensing the world
Of numb
Losing their freedoms
Their memories
Their minds
Their patience
Their dignity
Their cool
Turning their tales of evolving spirit
Into a mirror image
That of a goon
Being content
With everything
For the elderly were flooding the streets
As beggars
And those
Who sweep
Sweep!
Weeping for others
Dying in accelerated rates
Babies being used
And abused
Just like rats
By the snakes
Leaving the millions
To be still bombarded
Murdered
Butchered
Brainwashed
Lied to
On daily bases
Yes, wildlife was silently disappearing
To make the time
Therefore space
Of official
Artificial
Y O U TH
AkA
DUMB
-ā¦have people really changed so much? Did the evolution take a south turn, morphing into devolution?
-Noš Truth is we canāt change. Thatās the curse of this holly giftā¦

The Moon
Anchored
In nothing
But an imaginary V
Of one
Couple
Of ducks
Deepening
The blush
Of this universal greaness
Of the skies
Reflecting
Another nonexistent roof
Of two
Cries
Of the seagulls
Piercing
The shimmering moonlight
With their wings
Whipping the fluffiness
Of dark waters
āInto the light, we command thee!ā
Before the window closed
Two
Other lovers sneaked in
Circling
Each other
Winking
At the nearby star
Blinkinā
No
The perceiver was not
High
Just
Emotions reached Zero
Point
In time
Resembling the line
Of a nonexistent fisherman
And
His rippled echo

And so eye walked
Through
Another September
Full of luscious wiĘØened tints
Leaving eagerly their highlands
To restore the evanescing balance
Once again
By taking a dive
All the while
I couldnāt stop
Neither swinging my hair
Exactly one year shorter
Nor a little twinkle
From happening
Wondering
About the lightness
Of letting go
It didnāt require much
Just a humble trinity of nimble fingers
Playing the pair of honeyed scissors
Deleting all the heaviness
Of the past year
With each passing step
The words living on my lips kept
Dying
Being buried before their very birth
The less there was
The more people kept interacting
Prying
āDid you read Koran in English?ā
No, I read holly books in original only, thank you.
āHave you got ten seconds, Miss?ā
That I do not know, sir.
āHave you got plans for tānight?ā
You see, Iām too old for plans now.
They didnāt understand
My inability to play
Nor to my blurry eye
Touching a smile
Of a middle aged woman
Choosing the most beautiful peaches in front of the shop
Finding four
Putting them into her handbag
Gently
With care
One
Two
Three
Four
Leaving
Without a word
True Costcutter š

And so
I tried
The methylene blue last night
And also this morning
Under UR umbrella shining
Since so many were claiming
The infinite health benefits
Those of energy
And stamina
After an hour or so
Eye fell into a deep sleep
Dreaming
Of a dream
Within a dream
Of the ones closest to me
My work
Where I was
Absolutely
Exhausted
And so fell
In the dark
Into a deep sleep
Dreaming
Of the ones closest to me
My work
And dark chocolate
cauliflower
cancer
blooming
Thatās when eye woke up
Thinking
About the infinity
Dwelling in one
never born hero
