Etymology

And I stood there beneath the red sky
Held by the laws that define our lives
A lullaby for the eyes
With the stars and the sun
Re-aligned.

The mental pictures have been gathering dust since
Untitled, waiting to be forgotten.

And the clouds floating above gave a bit of comfort
Hiding the thunders that waited to crack the grounds
Shaped like pieces of a puzzle still unsolved,
Craving for something new to be found.

They'll soon be all forgotten
Like all things without a name.

And I stood there, speechless
Trying to register the visions
Overjoyed all that I had seen
If only I could find the right word
To describe the way I could feel.

What you see is what you feel
The only difference is the irony.
Eyes can name what the mind fails to read
And you run out of words when you're most in need.

Inertia

If I keep moving like this
Who knows if I ever reach somewhere new?
If I keep wandering aimlessly
Who knows if I come right back to you?

Tilted and twisted
Run down, then lifted
It won't ever be the same.

Tired and exhausted
What we had, we lost it
And we cannot build it again.

I'll still keep moving
Only because I'm afraid.

If I stop right here,
Who knows if I can start again?

Comeback Season

It aches to lock your treasures in a seed

And watch them suffocate, die and bleed

When you know

Its more than just a few.

It pains to be called a "washed up star"

No more than a "has-been"

When you know

It can come back any time to you.

But you don't know when...

When the yesterdays outshine tomorrows

Who can not point the irony?

When your actions alone can bring you joy

How can you count on destiny?

There's meaning behind everything

But it takes more than eyes to see.

There'll be a time for me to breathe

Don't know when.

There'll be a Comeback Season for me

I'll wait till then...

Being Human

They searched for me everywhere
Breaking all the signs and seals

Till I was read out
Written and quoted,
Demystified
and Decoded.

And as I felt them breaking in
I could feel my Humanity
Dying within.

They followed me everywhere
Chasing me behind my heels

Till I was cornered
All surrounded,
Silenced and robbed
and dumbfounded.

And as I saw them closing in
I could see my Humanity
Dying within.

They'll hunt you too
If you're not alert and known.
And when you're alone,
They'll push you off your comfort-zone.

They'll chase you, take you
Break your run
If ever you fall down to
Being Human

And I'll be there to join the fun...

Same Sky

Lives I cannot see, are the salt of my life

Breaths that are far away from me, are the reason why I stay alive

Eyes I haven´t ever seen, look right through me and see who I am

Smiles that are unknown to me, keep making me smile while I still can.

faces in unknown cities, give me my words and lines

Lifting me off my ground, they're my angels in disguise

I keep falling and failing, so do they too, but together we will fly high above

We'll still land safe in the grounds, even though our feet are scarred and rough."

Wherever those lives are, they'll still make me smile,

And even though we're miles apart, we still have the same sky.

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This is my very first duet with a fellow poet and a dear friend Roccari . The whole thing was very unexpected and somehow we liked what we wrote together. :)

Tempted

Don’t push me enough
I’m already tempted to tell
I better stay by myself
I better stay hurt.
You’d want that as well
More than anything else

Words would spoil the signs and secrets
That would otherwise remain.
Revelations would only choke you to death
When you could breathe again

Simple secrets will become bitter truth
When you hear them
And you’ll know what you made me.
Hidden lies will become ugly scars
When you uncover them
And you’ll know I was never free.

Don’t push me enough
I’m already tempted to tell
I better stay by myself
I better stay hurt.
You’d want that as well
More than anything else

For All The Wrong Reasons

Why do we increase the distance

And then build bridges?

Why do we kill the purpose

And then resurrect it?

I'd still want to be somewhere close

Still a standing piece in the game.

I'd still want to keep running into you

Like a moth to a flame.

So why do you blame me

Put me to question

For All The Wrong Reasons?

When I'm only trying...

Why do we build dreams

And then detonate them?

Why do we suppress the screams

And them amplify them?

I'd still want to be a part of the scene

Still a little more than just a name.

I'd still want you to let me in

Like a moth to a flame.

So, why do you blame me

Put me to question
For All The Wrong Reasons?

When I'm only trying...

Sanity is exinct