Society's Beloved Children

I was eating the ice cream, when my mom kicked my hand and it fell.

I start crying.

I was enjoying the swing with my friend, when my dad shoved me too hard and I flew to the ground.

I start crying.

I was trying to imagine a story, when my mom shouted at me to stop and be realistic.

I start crying.

I was eating with my hands, when my dad threw the spoon into my face, "manners".

I start crying.

I was going to doubt, when my mom called me a blasphemer, and slapped me on the face.

I start crying.

I was going to tell my truth, when my dad called me a liar, and slapped me on the face.

I start crying.

I was going to cry, when they both shouted at me to grow up and dry my tears.

I start crying.

The years passed, and I learned my lessons. However, one day, some ghost felt sorry for me, and came to my parent's dream at night. "Why?" it just asked, "Why?" it asked again. They both answered confidently. "It is a harsh world out there, he has to be prepared, no place for dreamy boys in this world, he needs to know how to get the bread!" The Ghost was saddened by the reply and helpless, it went away.

I am a man now, dressing good, manners the way they should be. Not creative, just the way I was taught. I am prepared for this tough world. Years pass… I succeed… as a child inside me starts crying.

Desirable Sin

Her lips were red and tempting,
the color of the forbidden desirable apple.
I did not eat from it though,
and thus I stayed in heaven,
blessed by my "righteous" act.
All I wanted is a bite of that apple,
and may I be then taken down to earth,
together surrounded by sin.

Sleeping Beauty

Your smooth bare skin perfumed with your inviting scent

Your silky hair lying quietly on the pillow

Your closed resting eyes hiding who you truly are

Imagination goes strong where there is no action

And where is imagination the expectations can be fulfilled

But an unphysical form cannot satisfy the physical

My shadow merges with your image

I can wake you up, but then again no

You are a sleeping beauty

Your closed eyes fulfill my expectations 

Stop It

me saw a monster
but they laughed and said monsters don't exist
so me made a good trap
but monster no come
so I wait
At night I hear him mock
but nothing under bed
me wait a bit more
but he only vanishes and then laughes more
me a joke, me is confused
teddy bear, mine protector of the dark
mine memory of mother's warm arms
what a soothing song you trance me in
but this is only my room, outside world is different, mama?
I'm cold ...
In mirror I look, I see me .
Monster? My mind is the monster !

You are the monster !

Mama, I am cold ...

Dear Kin

To my kin

Who are you?

Are you my family?

Are you my friends?

Are you the people that speak my mother tongue?

Are you everybody?

Where are you to whom I belong?

Been trying to track your footprints,

but it is like you were walking on water!

I see you all, so clearly,

a faceless crowed!

I sing to you, you know,

sometimes I feel that you hear me,

but my feelings deceive me so well!

Your arms are unphysical illusion

which fades in the sun!

How can I fight for your cause?!

How can I dream your dreams?!

When the only times I see you are in my own dreams!

You step on water, my kin!

Step on mud!

For you!

For me!

Infinite Dust

Forget of what truth you’ve been told

That there is no fantasy

Oh no, this is a different world

Flames decorate the opening of the cave as I enter.

The sibylline, hooded, with back to me, groans

I’ve come to learn of time and its surprises

She groans again

Moments pass, then minutes, then hours

Speak to me!

She groans again

I get furious, timeless is unbearable

I come closer… I hold her fragile body and shake it

A colorful flower withers and turns to dust

I turn the sibylline around

And let go

Her eyes!

I retreat with fear

They show what no one wants to see!

Her eyes!

They are

Empty!

*       *       *

(in a world long forgotten)
two kids, hand in hand run and laugh
as they flock between the colorful flowers
until their mom shouts for them to come back home

My Sweet Sweet Life of Mine

Lamp on my right

Books on my left

Study material in front of me.

Mind is heavy,

carrying the weight of many new lines and information.

I stare on nothing,

when suddenly I notice something weird going on…

The lamp changes form,

melting into a barmaid as beautiful

as the girl of my dreams,

she goes to the words which turn into beer, sushi

and more and more beer of every kind that I just love!

I get up, and clap my hands with delight,
the music starts

Why, thank you love.

I tell her as she places the goodies in front of me with a wink,

I slap her on the butt, which she grins for.

Haha, and people claim studying is hard!

I ride the ride of my life with the priceless,

until enough time is wasted.

I look around me…

Lamp on my right

Books on my left

Study material in front of me,

  But this time… I smile