You can't hide forever
inside a rainy day
Prisoners of Time
we are and of Memory
Of impalpable things
of dead remotenesses
Occasional poet due to a childish infatuation never passed. I own THE EDGE Art Gallery in Second Life with Ladmilla and write my poems for her artworks and mine.
You can't hide forever
inside a rainy day
Prisoners of Time
we are and of Memory
Of impalpable things
of dead remotenesses
There is nothing to divide us
only the illusion of a distance
Dreams sail in dried up stream beds
where lives hide into houses corroded by silence
beyond asphalt hedges and crumbling walls
They crop up in the midst of fatal accidents
and they ask me how are you?
They are distant and well-known voices
I've known them forever and I don't know why
Desire burns in your oblique adjectives
anxious for love, hot with madness
It is not a distance that divides us
I live among billions of crosses
where do you live?
Like an orchid
in the liquid night
over the absolute rock
breeze and moon
queens of the distant undertow
Dark matter attractive
Dark energy repulsive
Dark DNA almost the whole
ancestral junk
or unexpressed powers?
The Alpha and the Omega
as low as above
the ancient alchemical secret
so said Hermes the thrice great
Meanwhile my soul
or what resembled it
floated into another life
dialoguing with a being
a stone's throw from me
across a sidereal distance
Deep night
falling moon
high in the sky
Smell of ripe grass
The new season
brings us her heart deep static
I'd like to look like you
But I have questions
pressing into the mind
like thunderstorms
And yet life had dropped
from above glistening water
full of certainties
Iris deep black
the night has come
Ending of the light
shadow in the night
Sky of struggles
faith leads you
Unbeatable wind
on an immense crowd of revelers
Seems dark and cold outside
but inside you there are thousands of colors
Chastity of her
can you believe that
Hanging over a ditch
watching ancient remains of gods
Ruined is the earth
here after the war
Inri you are
or Agnus dei
So I have suspended judgment
waiting for events
Tou betrayed exposed to the winds
ignoble torture
Unexpected moment of peace
in this tired night
See some lights
in the distance