women, today
God wept
then said,
“You all
betrayed me,
and became
beings
I do not
recognise.”
and then I laughed,
because
I finally agreed
with God.
Inspired by the title of this play.
a poem about duct-tape and many kinds of fish
duct-taping
my left ventricle with my right
my good side with my bad
my wrong thoughts with my right
I use my right to ink about
how all my wrongs doings
make me write about
the right doors to push
and the right things to do
to enrich my poor life
lacking that exciting dive
into an ocean full of fish
with no right or left arms
no wrongs or rights
just a life to live
until they reappear
on the surface
of all this.
I gave her love, she wanted roses.
Hell is Here, Hell is Earth
sunsets
are goodbyes
from the sun
to the lights
bare of unnecessary
emotions
leaving a sky
patiently crying
transparent tears
in a blue ocean
waiting
for the Sun
to rise
and give birth
to a new day
bringing Hell
over again
on a planet
made of despair
until a new sunset
storms it all away…
my biggest success
the magic trick
does not always
happen
and this time
I put my hand
in the black hat
and pulled
what resembled to
nothing.
when I write
few letters,
then few lines
and it’s obviously
a piece of shit,
I just want to
bin it and
forget about
this other failure.
but then
I remember that
with nowadays audience
my worst poems
could be my
biggest success.
The Most Beautiful Woman Ever
I met that woman a while ago
she had suffered from too many harms
she was from a different kind
that’s what I thought
a man thinks wrong when he is blind
but let me tell you about the story
she was the most beautiful woman ever
she was decent and innocent
and she would never hurt me
not that it matters to you
but at this time it did matter to me
some time passing and love too
she knew she was the most beautiful one
and what was given to her as a gift
became a banknote-worthy commodity
and what she used to be
she was not anymore.
Behearted Knights
too many great men
are laying down trapped
on this concrete jungle
with scars infected
and eyes emptied,
so many men
have been hurt
badly enough
and at repetition
to attack any woman
without a reason,
these disarmed knights
keep falling into oblivion
because angel faced monsters
keep charming them at night
forcing their heart to desert
to give them a treatment
that no man deserves