Beyond The Edge

Breaking down my walls, all the masks had to fall

How could he have seen the phantom behind?

Next to this lake, we walk naked, nothing left to lose

For our kingdom will never be the same again

Cold breezes stop to caress your soft pale skin

You shiver, my shell cannot keep you warm anymore

You speak to me, but the words fail in between our shores

Temporary silence fills the gaps, echoes startle my cores

I grew old in front of your eyes, innocence swept away

You never knew that in them was my hideaway

Now we wait for our lights to know your way back home

It’s a beautiful sight from here, the kindest heart set free

Lost for life, I stood here, a well of starlight and warmth

Enclosed by this crystal pond, my hopes letting go

My walls break down, and suddenly I don’t have to be afraid

For I have seen the light, the truth, the sea, the horizon

You are home, and the sunrise is dreaming of your light

I’m beyond the edge, the phantom gave up, for life has never stopped

 

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Smoke and Mirrors

Under the blue skies, we were lost in this paradise

And my heart was beating, like a thousand drums in a choir

 

Brick by brick, we built ourselves a house of dreams

Painted it with rainbow feelings and moonlit promises

 

Darling, who could have known that love hurts like this

 

Next time I create the heavens, I won’t let you down

I’ll deliver you from all of this, smoke and mirrors

 

Eternal walks along my heart, as my time was running out

You sighed shyly, your crystal eyes shining brightly

 

Sweetheart, the horizon was not that far for both of us

 

Temporary serenades tranquil your beautiful loneliness

My fallen angel, life is all yours now, in birth and in death

 

Now sleep well dear heart, for you have been darkly desired

I’ll lay down with you, never forsake your light, dreaming again

Forgiveness in the Hatred Zone

It took a lot of time to actually think about and decide whether publishing the following post is a good idea or not. There is something special about it, something that I could not decipher. It belongs to an old era that vanished a while ago. In all cases, here it is for the world to see.

Forgiveness in the Hatred Zone

I hope my pain turn into smiles upon the lips that gave me pain…

I hope my tears turn into sweet dreams in the imagination that made me cry…

I wish my depression turn into hope in the heart that molted me in depression…

I wish my hell turns into the rain of heavens and quenches the thirst of the deserts that gave fire to my hell…

I hope my loneliness turn into freedom upon the wings that set me in prison…

I wish a rose bloom upon the hands that buried me.

I hope he finds his shore, he who left me shipwrecked and lost…

“Death, love, and art are respectively the soul, the body, and the intellect of life.”