Lost Souls Boulevard

Vile thing, an infection

born through sheer obsession

Bleeding mouth’s expulsion

A staining red contagion

In deepest blood-borne Crimson

An endless repetition

Some critical Dysfunction

Like an silent explosion

contained to heart’s eruption

shattered in slow motion

Resurfacing corruption

Past stories’ collision

Living ghost’s inaction

blind annihilation

Made flesh in lesion

Mangled by distortion

Hysterical in quotient

dissipating patient

making quite a notion

Stretch your newly grown wings

Your feathers, forged in history

Your beak sharpened in tears

fly,

fly,

fly,

Fly far away

Far from creatures like me

far away from our yesterday

to wherever you shall be

Fly away, little birdy

linger no longer in my unworthy

where horizon lies, so does your destiny

both of which will forgets,

But remember does the skin alone.

sleek lashes beget-

-patches oddly colored,

from which sour crimson once flowed.

Though with time they grew covered,

despite the rot which persist below.

I am a creature of flesh and bones,

both of which twisted and wrong,

but remember does the skin alone,

of wounds and holes that don't belong.

beneath it all that matters not,

Pour toi, ma chere:

Je suis un fou pour ton amour

Je suis un fou pour ton amour,

qui a mis je coeur le feuir.

Le aspiriacion du ton etreinte brule a moi,

ton tendre carrese qui je desir.

Je suis un fou pour ton amour,

qui a reconfort du mon grand doulee,

te briller comme les etoiles,

qui la galaxie a composee.

Je suis un fou pour ton amour,

qui j'ai envie pour toujour,

te es le seul qui je veux,

que j'ai culte et adormont.

un fois de plus je vuex murmure

The interior of a heart

How vast, hollow in isolation

bound to tear itself apart

in unalienable separation

The interior of a heart

With every contraction

it’s incapable of warmth

yet it boils in action

The interior of a heart

it pumps lifeblood within you

the blood that was your maker’s

and their maker’s and their maker’s

The interior of a heart

legacy of all those that came before you

destiny of all those who sought you

testacy of everyone who betrayed you

absurd in nature of how it controls you

reserved forever to truly only you

The exterior of a heart

how broad, shallow in conversations

bound to tear itself apart

in eternity’s preservation

The exterior of a heart

With every contradiction

it’s incapable of hostility

yet it lashes out in inaction

The exterior of a heart

it pumps lifeblood without you

the blood that was yours

and yours and only yours

The exterior of a heart

facade of all that’s inside you

lodged of everyone beside you

beyond of all that is befall you

phony in nature of how it reflect you

lonely forever to truly only you

The whole of a heart

bound to be divided

yet it beats firmly

in your chest cavity

united in eternity

The whole of a heart

bound to be ingenuine

yet when it’s lonely

in your home’s serenity

Postcard

I’ll mail my heart to you with a postcard,

From the depth of my existence,

On it Seafoam green shorelines are carved,

And image of our shared instances.

As the ocean breeze drifts across our face,

I will gaze into your glistening eyes,

and waves will crash as our lips embrace,

The moon’s gravity pulls on our time.

Under the milky twilight under the stars,

I wish upon them for a life in your shape,

as your face lies in the sleeves on my arms,

Destiny and fate bends for our sake.

With this greeting I send my regards,

and all my loving in a postcard.

Lilies of the Valley

O Lilies of the valley glistening in the sun,

So grateful I am to have you as my only one,

From my years of knowing you I have seen,

Moments of passion to scenes most serene.

and from all the times I spent by your side,

Not a single second will I regret to provide,

My still beating heart and all my time,

For the love you give to me is divine.

So take my hand with you tonight,

And it will hold you in your sleep,

and when you wake I will be by your side,

I will laugh for the joy my heart is steeped,

Some say the Lillies’s poison will beguile,

-anonymously yours

We as humans,

born to believe in something grander than ourselves,

made to dream of impossible situations and feign illusions,

Taught to hope for a world where we don’t say farewells.

from dust to dawn,

we run under the sun,

and all pretend that everyone,

doesn’t care what’s gonna happen to them.

Ashes to ashes they say,

With a blink of an eye,

It’s all gone with the wind the next day,

and nothing in its remnant lies.

no flowers bloom eternally.

and no monuments stand forever,

yet despise our fragility,

we all try to live just a little longer.

We as humans,

In our sought for godhood has forsaken ourselves,

we pray to the heavens and hell for feign illusions,

yet we don’t realize what it means to say farewell.

with these endings beauty exists,

with these endings life will persists.

Even when death comes with darkness,

I hear the dawn before I see.

Songs of mourning breaking free,

flying by my window in a ghastly run,

as the grey sky kisses the rising sun.

my immortal, fly high today,

and bring all my loving away.

fly past all those falling stars,

dripping from my fresh scars.

Tomorrow when you awake,

I shall find happiness again.

despite all that we forsake,

Time moves on with no consent.

but one day we both will see,

The only difference

Between love and death

is that in love, you mourn their parting

In death, you mourn your loneliness

The only difference

Between happiness and depression

Is that with happiness you can’t get enough