Poems

first.

Your eyes are full of tears again
I want to smother you looking
How you are breathless.
Tell me, darling, what was wrong?

I cannot be tolerant watching how you are crying
You are sitting next to me in your lotus pose.
Your hair has a messy view.
I hate you at this moment.

The sun that is not above our heads.
Why is it so dark?
Or hasn’t sunrise come down our street?
“She’s your shadow”, my stubborn side of me repeats

I dug my memories so deep
But they floated out from there.
The pain of loss, the joy of redemption,
They are all in you, my angel.

I killed you, my beloved,
By my arrogant words,
By my desire to put my sins on you,
By my misunderstanding how to help myself.

You are staring at me, waiting for my judgement.
I made you my slaver who does whatever I wish.
All your life is in my dusty hands.
I want to hug you, my ray of light.

And say how worthwhile you are for me.
And forgive me, stupid man, who has deepened in the fight of inner demons,
And watered you the very dirt
This is our dirty wellness.

“Do not think that it is for ever”, they told you
But you didn’t follow their advice.
Happiness is a butterfly,
Just remember that it all depends on a momentum.