Its dark, so we shan’t be seen!

12.31.2008

just because it fits again..
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12.18.2008

You did exist Hans Schnier, I could've told you. How long did you wait in the bus stop?

Snow flakes rush, people in the street rush
and for a lifetime I wondered,
what are they rushing for?

So warm and cosy it is here
I can sit by the fire
and let my sorrow burn away slowly
everything is fine, believe me for once
life is slow and pure
and I could make it shine.

But the coffee was too bitter
and my heart does not cooperate.

I like the view of the city gently caressed by snow
with its tint of blue.
see? the windows are too clean
and this polished surface of snow in the balcony...

but the light went dim
and my heart does not cooperate.

So I see my future pictured on the white pane
It slowly gets darker and darker
and I get more and more detached.
I went to far lands
to find me a reason to live
and it brings me down
that I just don't fit in the picture.

It'll be evening soon,
and I'll have to leave.



I have reached these lands but newly
From an ultimate dim Thule-
From a wild clime that lieth, sublime,
Out of SPACE- out of TIME.
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12.13.2008

It kills me when my train leaves without me

This occasional escapism.
Happens once in a while
between fluctuations from pain to analgesia

You leave without leaving
your days are all lost
And you are totally gone,
to all the places you crave to be.

.....

A melancholic autumn light leaks through the window-panes
and gently sits on everything
makes it unbearably nostalgic..


Am i going to wake up some time?
totally wasted,
in the midst of ruins,
while my unfitted smile is still lingering on my face,
insisting that being alive is too good to be true?

Life is pure,
even when you employ all your inborn life-screwing skills.
But alas,,
things always happen *right* after you don't care anymore.
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