the unjustifiable.
She wore an invisible cloak as a talisman, as a shield.
A magic hood with a white rose sprinkled with blood imprinted
to conceal to protect her from the merciless claws of
fate.
The Ark
God has reserved this paradise
for a haven of a myriad of living species.
Below the radiant sun is veil
masked by the golden clouds
In this arch where hope prospers.
Among the yellow, greens, and brown
that painted the sane quietness of the milieu.
Time in snail is pace beguiles me,
and the spirit of her,
my precious.
Victory
Her first win
standard of hard work
and devotion
the constant improvements
attained inch by inch
bruise after bruise in the past
catapulted her
with the aura of excellence
to the present.
Champagne still bubbles
between her lips
the flavour associated
to the victory
fills her heart with joy.
Angel-or-Demon
Heaven and hell
darkness and light
dwelling in this temple
in consonance
since the dawn of time.
On this dim light stage
shadows collide
wearing beauty from living forms.
Gelid look corporal poems
mechanical expressions
mirroring transcendence in her affray.
On this pedestal of men
where the „tamest“ majestic creature
veiled by the light
dances in trance
endeavouring in dramatic moves.
Surreal pirouettes reverberating
waves of joy
to feed her ravenous demons.
The Hood
Drown in yesterday is waters,
her mother succumbed,
soaked in alcohol and pills.
Shadows of grey tainted and marbled in sorrow
the face of a joyful girl of eleven.
Her eyes reddened drenched by tears
obscured by a muddy, torn hood.
Concealing the purple stains of grief
carved on her childlike skinny face.
A perturbed soul demanding care,
wasted and thrown into the darkest side of the abyss.
Screaming on the inside
lamenting while suffering.
Blaming herself,
for the burden of being born.
The Stage
A dancing cloud of kaleidoscopic smoke
shimmering in the holy stage.
Vibrating at the sound of the violin
in complicity the crowd stands,
applauding in a plethora.
The nightmare was rough
induced by insecurity,
but the success is overwhelming.
Instead of drowning and sinking in the ocean.
Like a newborn star,
she is shining on the stage is pedestal.
Luscious
Her teeth pressing his flesh
in a concupiscent gesture.
Flowing gently whilst descend
flurry dismissed their conscious minds.
Lust scatters candid and proud
physiques like magnets
interplay in their eloquence.
Accurately in its flow
fire rising ardent in the core
blood effervescently boils.
Intimacy attached
in an extroverted ardour.
Endorphin conspicuously disobedient
galloping to its culmination.
Their frames trembling
succumb to fiercely desire.
The Hermit
Arching to the conventional summon of life
for the second time deforming its structure
establishing in that way the balance.
Exposing its branches
like wings piercing the sprayed fragments
scattered through the winds
without harming its roots.
Churning, embracing, the untamed menace.
In the same way men,
courteous, remarkable,
develop while living.
Withstand the coarse environment
depending on bestowed trifles
building strategies to step the future.
It is in the struggle of surviving that the senses are sharpened
preventing with strong foundations against all the odds.
In a freely seclusion searching for answers,
for divine nourishment.
Striving to convey love instead of void
in its mossy hermit lap, where life spread
in every inch of virgin soil.
A home, a place to settle down, a paradise on earth.
The Crime
The day is gloomy,
the air is cold difficult to breathe in.
The haze proudly spreads intensity
below the bright park is wood bench.
Leaves