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Tuesday, June 21, 2016

King Love

Lights on
life off
His real is
but his reel
wearing pain
dressed in smiles
the sad boy fled his nest 
chasing memories away
carving out of this angst a way 
with nothing on but hard work 
The sad boy made it to the other side
of madness.

 Across the streets of grief

throwing his heart
into the rivers of joy
shredding his time cocoon
the sad boy became a butterfly
of time.

Nights into days
burning ashtrays
His veins at burst
running lines of sweat
screams in his name
life glitters of fame
a dinner with the president
and a photo with the hotel working staff
the king is his own pawn
of your mind, he'll get you blown 
dancing the wounds
bandages torn
tears of blood
of the rose, he held the thorn
in a Classic waltz
spreading his arms
to hug  the world
that hugs him back,
just as tight
Yet he is bright
riding his dreams on an eternal flight
destination happiness
and the journey is but his plight
fifty shades of his soul shred
his eyes tell what the years bled
over every heart he rules
a messenger of love without a crown
or a bed
and when it's too dark inside,
the sun off his dimples winks
shining over the universes of despair
as he blinks 
Dwarfing pain
Wearing hope, faith and light
a warrior of love and pride
and to our souls path, a guide
Our Superhero isn't wearing a red cape or a mask
only upon his sleeves a heart
and twenty something years of a Decade.    


Wednesday, June 15, 2016

My Nightingale

Like a soft breeze
in a hot summer day
coming from the land of metaphors
and wearing the scent of poetry
 like a dream coming true
she came my way
as sweet as her smile
and as kind 
dawn within her eyes
we meet in the words sky
and with the wings of love,
we fly
she holds me on
with spread arms of belief
both our hearts by now taken
and we love the thief
the path of life is hard
but paved with roses,
having her around
melting the Tirol snow
with her love
and growing yellow fields of joy
every time she loudly laughs
And when she sings,
of distance, her soul cries
and my heart is but tears roll
baking her my cake of lines
and lighting the dancing stars as candles
O My Nightingale 
blow off every pain
and upon your moonlight
you may now make for love,
a wish.    


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