Закрытая запись, не предназначенная для публичного просмотра

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Закрытая запись, не предназначенная для публичного просмотра

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Закрытая запись, не предназначенная для публичного просмотра

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Иногда образы кажутся мне такими легко раскрываемыми, а иногда «I’m clandestine»

I was the light and the darkness,
Your spirit and soul
But you've chosen to dissolve
To escape
Every second I cherished and gave you
Looking back
Without clandestine sense
Without starvation
You'll die
And now I stay
Between their false
Bloody footsteps
And your happy face
I'll always remember
Even in the grave,
Even in the grace
Your happy face
I'm touching once again
I'm breathing your hair not to breathe
Gasoline and fear
And I'll scare you
I swear
I'll burn this world down for you
And walk in their tricky footsteps
To take this war over
As I'm nothing of a pacifist
And never I was
Thought I could never cause
I real fight but because or your hips
You lips,
My fingers on your neck,
My heart in your chest
Your spirit and soul
But now I'm the darkness and the light
Noone can really survive

@темы: hidden poetry

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Все мои стихи есть на канале, но, будем считать, захотелось

На почве вчерашних «ангелов и демонов»

Mystery in despair

Mystery in despair
Poetry interfering with blood and bile
Someone who knew the beginning
Just killed by those who care
The music of clandestine ocean,
The seal of the muddy rain
It was everything
You could take with you
Not to obey
Mystery fails in details
Fantasy dies in disguise
I’m sinking just trying to breathe
In the mirror of (your) useless gods
Keeping Pyramids on Monday square
Sipping blood from my open veins
Happily happening hour
Cherishes Wednesdays
Mystery in despair
Wrecked by the void and glass
You’re my poetry’s rotten body
Seeking for self healing bones
Mystery in despair
Stop speaking to me,
Not too fast
I will never kill those who care
If you stay far away from hell.

@темы: hidden poetry