Skipping the Fall

Be it an abbreviation, be it a cry,
But let it not be a lie,

I’ve frosted some aches,
I’ve feigned some lines,
Nothing is darker than
Fears inside,

Running
Towards the walls,
Gasping for more
Signs and
Minding Nothing,

There was madness
Spread in jest,
What is this
Pathetic sight?

I fall apart,
I barely stand,
Rising is menacing,
Almost like dying,
Constant.

Words can fly away
But they always
Come back –
Turn around,

Tell me about
Your wounds,
Your lies,
Your endless tries,
What tore you apart,
What you lost, 

What you cared,
What you sought,
Meant more than –
Forward,
 
Always moving
Forward and not
Thinking behind,
Uneven ratios,
Flat chords, 

That’s enough,
Familiar steps
Extend the clouds,
Waiver the gap,

Wave the rest,
Wave them good night.

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Wrinkle

Toss it in the street,
Throw it in the river,
Leave it to the sky,

Crash, destroy, trample
Whatever you do,
It’ll appear again –

Listen to it quietly,
Mend it with your voice,
Find it to the core

Of your will,
Stains will grow,
So does strength,

Cry if you may,
Try if you must,
Live and live more if you will,

Whenever you remember,
Coarse strings
Always synthesize

Fair bubbles
To the mellow wisp.
Hinting for yearnings,

The wind whispers:
‘Run for the tide’
The dress disappears,

Yet the wrinkle stays
Unsolemnly
In the fate of sand.

Sunset Dreams

Standing on puddles,
You were certain you were alive,
Delivering angles of truth,
You welcomed challenges
As if they were your best enemies.

Yet, you feared the slight whisper
That kept you awake and drained,
Forcing you to lose your victory,
Letting you watch the wrong scenes
In your head, your room and the old streets.

Unaware and aloof,
The space invited a spur of noises,
You thought you were fighting them
But you caressed them with your silence,
And you tore up the torn walls.

Forever became the moment,
You were like a runaway patient,
Going through different circles and taxis,
Trying to dismember any bad memory
That was never made, only structured.

Sunsets called over and made you rest,
You confronted your blues and whites,
While the certified driver was proud to announce,
That people’s flaws were due to their nature,
And skins and cultures were all that matter.

No way that thoughts could mean facts,
Oh, but what a way to express a discrimination!
You remembered your faraway dreams,
Perfection and globes climbed up to your mind
Again, you breathe and slowly you feel

The rain, not the puddles,
The wind, not the heat,
The light, not the fire
The will, not the blood
The signs everywhere

And the limits you put
To yourself,
Forever becomes
A wonder
Once more.

Maximum

Panic overruled diagnosis
Science invites chaos
Testimony scars visions

What a being
Without knowing how
The earth spills

Everything that shines
Every worm bites
Every dice turns

Every word freezes
When you slither
Front and back

Momentarily
The trees speak
Anguish sends storm

Curiosity creates litmus
Acids intensify mimes
Air reminisces rains

Taints and fevers
Covering the veins
Simmering the pride

The pendulum sways
Knocking the hues
Of the imminent

Were you needed
Before
or ever?

Century

Indifferent spelling
Wasteful
Signs
Breaking white
Noise

Withdrawing
The blinds
Seen from
The tame
Eyes

Old age
Is old
No matter
What
They feel

Twenty one
Is forgotten
While
News
Is forever

Right now,
Absence
Makes
Everything
Sound

As if
We are
Complete
When we
Triumph

Over
The hills
That were
Never
There

When we
Were
Born
In a different
Era

In a different
Volume
And
Space
And crowd.