Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Pleasure vs Despair

Switchblade
Darkness
Silence

Moaning to deaf ears
Amused in the shadows

Despair and Pleasure has been shed

Pleasure murderer
Victim of Despair

It's just a soul in distress
Illuminating appreciation of life

Monday, August 24, 2009

Visions divine

Confiscated years finally returned
Proven of no use for the investigation
Am I supposed to feel whole now?

Future's put to the past
Hearing stories already told
Am I supposed to feel present now?

Blending roots in a bowl of dreams
Overlooking a colourless summerfield
Wishing this potion of mine
Will breed visions divine..

Thursday, August 20, 2009

A tribute to Jim Morrison

Looking for answers to questions unknown
Life trying to convince itself it's already free
Incarcerated by the pursuit of freedom
Simultaneously pursued by death

It was just another day
Stuck in between

Maybe the pursuer is the end of the pursuit
Is death the answer to the unknown?

Is that why you died so young?

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Who am I?

A room

Walls clearly looking for work elsewhere
Filled with an athmosphere of commotion
Overcrowded by indignant air
Confused mirrors, not knowing what to reflect

Under the carpet, away from the common eye
Lies a state of mind with no name or description
Where am I?

Can't remember reasons or purpose
Looking through a clueless window
Trying to remember
Who am I?

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Friend Indifference

Unleash aggression
Just to see if it's there

If there was any unused aggression..

Return to regression
Just to see if you are supressed

Enlightened indeed,
But for what?

Friend Indifference
Never too far away
Always too close

Preferably you
Or a poisonous rose

Monday, August 17, 2009

When time has changed

When time has changed
Nothing is really different
Except time
Indifferent as the presence

I twist worlds
As an old drunkard..
... is consuming time

Thats why I dare to twist
To screw around
Even if failure is too frequent
Hope occasionally finds the surface
Drifting ashore
Where it goes next
Only delirium and a lost sense of time can tell