Cigarette

In this darkness and silence

The crackle and the light of the cigarette illuminates memories

This one is us, it's always been us, the thoughts of you

Endless spinning images of you running around

In the mellow sound silhouette

Just like one stick of cigarette

It was bound to end.. In the darkness surrounding the background

In this deep silence...

You were the flame set on my heart

You were the light that shone to the night

I needed the it, needed the hit, needed it to consume me

Poison me while I was pleased

I knew the end, I saw the point of rupture

Let us all enjoy the moment amongst crackles

Let's join the euphoria, the madness

Like the sun dawning on the catastrophe

Blinded by the presumptuous rebellion to the night

We cheer for the light, and ahead waits the mellow overcast

With the last crackles burning the lips

The pain resorts to memories

We are scaffolded again, by the neutral darkness

Wind

The flap of the wings of the angel breeds storms within

Caught in between the embracing delight, an awakening

Sudden dilation of pupils to the glimpse of light

Demise of the past, the wanderings, now glittering in distance

A heart devoured, misallocated time and space engorging the body

This wasn't supposed to come, not now, not soon...

...actually, when you think about it, never...

We never learn, no matter how hard we insist we will

Our nature surpasses the limits and strength

We are bound to endure the vehemence of ignorance

The loop that was never meant to be broken

We will fall for ages, wax the ground,

and be carried above the clouds, thinking we will be crowned

Only to fall again...

We have freed ourselves from a suffering after years

Now to be trampled recklessly by the unforgiving angel

We can't clench our fists, not with this melody echoing inside

Not when we are ineptly blinded

Not when our glamorous revival is ruined by the arrow

Deteriorating the chemistry of the blood

The blood, it spills once again

With those eyes shining beyond vision

A shroud of emotions eradicating the world around

I am trapped again,

There will be no end, this is yet another beginning

An endless mutiny inside me, crushing everything

Every bone will shiver and shatter

I will fall down...

Wind

My soul is yours to take...

Through demise and diabolical survival comes the day when everything...

... is still bleak.

there is no awakening

no lust

no trust in tomorrow

nor in the shape of things to come as the hours gloomily vanish.

The smile rots, only to revive a sullen heart that will never accept the now

It will curse at the future and degrade the past with words formed unbeknownst to man

Screams sprout from earth... dandelions of fear...

death is near birth is here

death of what was birth of what will be

death of idols birth of ideals

death of criticism birth of deaf individuality

There will be pain, oh yes, there will be a plentiful sparks amongst the curvatures of the brain

Thousands and millions of signals to set off alarms in the coffin

a lovely heartache like never felt before...

What's worse? It will never go away...

Birth pains are here to stay...

Shining through the night, a glimpse of hope,

An ignorant wish for an alternate ending, maybe a drop of happiness?

Lavish the tears for despair, those for joy are to stay

These eyes long a tender kiss that will soothe them to sleep

But a menace awakens from the night, a nightingale sings

Sun, blisters in my vision, my life, my everything...

A blur within the reach of a cascade of solidarity

The turbulence casts us aside, broken bones, shattered hopes

A statue sprinkled into pieces, never to be reformed

Forever same, your soul, wandering

Forever departed on the train that brought me here

Separations from a wonderland, tearing, tearing,

The limbs jolt furious signals to the mind

Forever stay alive through the journey through the infinite plains of imagination

Revel for the anonymous loneliness that is left behind

A trail that leads to nowhere feasible for the heart

We are lost, alone, wandering, forever, your soul

Repercussions of the dying star in a gloomy night

The moon never rose tonight...

Controversial Policy of the Dream Eternal

Dissolution of eternity, corrosion of mind through embodiment of reality

Emotionally orgasmic fantasies replaced by the relics through a blow

A gust of shade, shame and same guilt that preserved the perversion

Bottom lines never make any sense when the ones between are omitted

To skip to the end, the meaning thaws unto crumbles of a monument

That was to be the symbol of every motivation that captured the soul

The mind never puts itself at ease when the critic decisions are to be made

The pulses pulverize the mass produced thought traffic into a single channel

One that leads to the catastrophic trophy that the muse feeds on

Supports perish, the pain is anew, a thoughtless realization of the end

Dreams are dreams as long as they are whims that prolong into fantasies

Dreams cease to exist as soon as they become reality...

Man always forgets to see this truth, disallows self to truly enjoy the phantasms, seeks to slip the dimensionless heaven, stretching and condensing it at the same time, to a simplicity called truth, a perspective that s/he has limited control over...

Such a shame!

Dreams Falling Apart

The night was bloomed with an ethereal kiss

Deep down inside the darkness in my head

A jolt of pleasure gnawed through my body

Felt familiar yet so distant after the long pause

After my eyes waved at you, not knowing it would be our last

Before the oceans set the distance without or will..

The mind was delighted everytime it picked you out from the archives

The sweet escapade, a moment alone with your enchanting smile

And when it was about to make airplanes out of them

You came crashing down from the heavens I always begged for

Unintentionally plagued my system from the core

I fell for the bait, the relish was spread..

I couldn't see from this side of the sea that my dream was an utter stupidity

A shameful commision of vacant feelings enhanced

A useless hope arisen from the ashes of what wasn't mine..

In my blindness, the veins were torn from me for someone else

Yet why did I care, it was a scratch of a lovely past

An exchange of giggles hidden in the lines of the sovereign

Peace of mind now budgeted to the self esteem..

The bloom of the night gloomed the light away

The shine was vicarious, my amputated feelings I cannot call mine

In your smile I shall live, without your zeal, and our hospitality

Like a parasite I shall feed on this still life,,

Tears From An Eternal Sun

Cosmic prolapse has suffocated the mind flow charts

The reason was lost amongst the dusty, unread books on the shelf

Ideas were the eminent proof of the abysmal ignorance

We lost the theads of everything that belonged to us

We lost the breadcrumbs that the birds didn't even bother to eat

Broke the compass, hoping that we had superpowers to find the way

But only way we found was to our end..

Now it feels like falling into an endless abyss

A medley unearthed from the shrines of madness

An outburst that no power can stop

An inert collapse that succumbed the curiosity..

Our will to live shattered, our will to live bound

Now swinging on the other end of life..

We never thought this could happen, we weren't ready

Nerve subsystems jammed into an utter silence

Postmortem clearance of the brain residues from a past experience

I am not the captain of this ship!

I am not trained to sail into the sunny horizons

I used to dive my plane into the clapping thunders

Now I can't take my head out, fearing I will be struck anytime

Ashamed of the warmth that the sun unveiled..

This idiosyncracy has to let go of me

This suffocation will never find a meaning for its existence..