03:12

Guidance

As the candle within me dims bit by bit,
Darkening my surroundings walking on uncertain paths,
Losing any sorts of assistance,
Leading me off track.

My heart searches for its horizon,
A horizon that is fading away,
This candle is but a way to enrich its heart,
A heart filled with doubts and quarrels.

The sky's curtains begin to unravel,
Moonlight invading every bit of shade,
Shining my face and this pathway I walk on,
Time to relight it; guided once again.


8th of February 2009

12:02

The Life of a Tulip

For my delicate petals to rise above this enormous pot,
Reddish as they are, dryness will almost set them free,
And for my body and neck to prolong the inevitable rot,
Greenish as I am, this hell, a darkroom, is not a guarantee.

16:58

Without a He

Born to this branch of an enormous tree,
Thin as it was; firm and stable as it would be,
Lookin' at me both sides,
Wonderin' at he who resides,
So long as he does not interfere,
So long as she and I adhere.

Blue as I was, pretty unpopular, although I was rare,
Famous as he was, crimson for a colour, so unfair,
Shoutin' across me stem,
Searchin' for the letter M,
So long as he does not come near,
So long as she becomes sincere.

She was very young; clever and lovely little girl,
He needs to be dead; for white is rarer than a pearl,
Starin' at me-self,
Cuttin' parts of he-self,
So long as I to him never appear,
So long as I to her become very dear.

In her life I will be without a he.