some little poems of mine

kAYE_DavanitakAYE_Davanita Posts: 3
edited March 2004 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
freitod

touch the fire
see how beautiful it glows
amidst the consuming darkness
enfold its imbibing heat
touch its lapping tongue
with keen acceptance
and gentleness
even flow

taste it...

never let the saltiness of your tears
get in touch with its might
for it flickers, roars
against the oblivious wind
whose current would hurt your skin

keep your eyes locked up
without no tint of resistance
tame each tear
so you won't get drowned
immerse yourself in complete

capitulation

and everything will just be an echo

===

bog

i can report no cruelty
from the walls of your
divine castrations
where every thing in me
is silently sucking from

celestial nourishment

is your humble offering
too vague to perceive
yet controlling every limb
of my unspoken audacity

i’m tempted to fondle on
the intricate divinity
of your wholeness

but you bleed in the suppleness
of my touch
but there’s nothing left in me
that you could hold on to

everything falls dead in your bog
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  • anOmisanOmis Posts: 223
    reading your poems brougt to my mind nirvanas album"in utero"
    dunno why..

    thank you for sharing
    nice writting.
    ~~dont mind yer make up, just make up yer mind~~

    ~~its better to be hated for who you are than be loved for who you are not~~

    F.ZAPPA
  • I really enjoyed both works but I'm particularily fond of "freitod"--very cool! :)

    And I just loved this part in "bog":

    "i’m tempted to fondle on
    the intricate divinity
    of your wholeness"

    - Very powerful! :)
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
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