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Strange Poems: The Result of My Non-Stop Mind

Pieces of poetry.

By Lord MPublished 7 years ago 3 min read
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As a result of having a non-stop mind (always taking me out of normal reality), I started to write everything that comes to it. Unfortunately, they come in the form of poetry. Don't get me wrong, I love poetry, it's just so emotionally revealing that I feel it might give insights of my life to people (mostly strangers).

These pieces, are not only fictional, about things that I don't think are happening, or living, not anymore, but they are strange. They come to me out of nowhere. I usually don't think about them, they just show up in my mind and my hand starts to write automatically. Sometimes I wonder, is something trying to give me a message or is it my constant stress? Either way, they are here and I hope you can enjoy.

Your Eyes

Looking through the glass of your eyes,

I saw a million things that I haven’t seen before.

I saw snow, and felt the winter cold.

I saw sadness, and felt love.

I saw a lot of faces, and felt like a stranger.

Looking through the glass of your eyes,

I saw your soul, and felt myself like never before.

I am

This is who I am,

The one that had lost his soul.

The one that covers his wounds with the ashes of the unknown.

I’m the one who can remember it all but yet don’t know where to start.

The one that kissed the cursed hand of the devil and managed to play with his errors.

This is who I am,

The man who fought for the freedom of his homeland,

and at the same time was considered as a traitor of his own land.

This is who I was,

Who I am, and who I’m going to continue to be.

Because at the end,

I’m the one, and I’m all.

Illusions

His hypnotic eyes

As fire lamps that attracts the insects to their paradise of self-destruction.

That’s the only thing I could see,

That day when the white satellite started to shine.

And the small animals started to cry.

I meet him, in the corner of my mind.

The time goes by,

In this city of lights, and we walk through my secret paradise.

The soft breeze touched his skin,

Making his scent irresistible to me.

We talk, we walk, and our souls fly.

It was a great time but the central star was about to rise.

It was time for him to go and time for me to wake up.

Now that I came back my inner self is cold and dying now.

You

The one who destroyed my dreams.

The one who showed me how miserable I can be.

You, the immortal creation of the God’s and Goddesses.

The one with all the names and any at all.

You, the creator of desire and pain.

You, the only one.

I tried

I was trying to be strong,

To be enough, and to be a whole again.

I was trying to be someone,

Someone better for you.

I was trying to change, but I ended failing you again.

I had tried to be what you wanted,

I tried to be your only desire.

For all the time I had spent by your side,

I couldn’t satisfy you.

I couldn’t have you.

Now that I see you laying in your eternal bed,

I only care about the cold hands I couldn’t feel,

And about the eyes that were never fixated in me.

Change

As the days go by,

I see the sun rising in the sky,

Not with his characteristic yellow light,

But with a red decaying one.

I see the leafs falling from the trees,

Before the summer ends in here.

I see people tired of living,

When before everyone prayed for the ability to keep breathing.

As the days go by,

I can feel that things are changing in this land.

I see the shadows of the past appearing on the walls.

I see the time leaking out fast.

I see darkness getting ready to conquer it all.

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Lord M

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