Category Archives: Drama
Snap # 6 nothing by nobody
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You don’t need a woman/gay/race card to buy a suffer-ring. You just need a human card.
Don’t pierce your soul with a suffer-ring.
You watch the movie of life in the bed of death.
Thinking caps come with free trail-blazers
When you graduate from life you need to wear a thinking cap and a trail-blazer
Don’t destroy the trail-blazer park to built the nuclear-family plant
The psycho-path doesn’t exist anymore so take the road of life.
You eat war raw. It’s either a money tree or a religion-pigeon.
Life is a heart-dying salon. Death is a heart-dieing salon
A heart is a house. The heart is a home.
Snap #4 nothing by nobody
Life is a wife and peace is her niece.
The Us-bus goes between a friend-ship and a relation-ship.
Immigrants to new hearts need to learn the language of love.
I wear genes in my blood cell.
Friendships can’t enter the hate-state.
You can’t drink fear when driving your life.
The internet is fast food for the mind.
Egos are cannibals and souls are vegans.
When finding love don’t park your bye-ke next to the fire hi-drant
Love triangle exists between heart, mind, soul.
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Snap #3 #nothing by nobody
Souls mate then abort hate.
There’s an elevator to heaven from the top of the glass ceiling.
If you’re under the ceiling you have to take the stairs.
You play life on a prive-ledge with a preju-dice.
God and Death are film critics judging the movies of our lives.
They sleep through most of them.
Tone-deaf people aren’t color-blind.
Gender is a blender in the race-case.
Bread-winners make a dough using the bill-mill.
The First Book is Out
Kindle Edition of TIME CAPSULE available now on Amazon for USD 2.99. Please, download, read, share and review. Your support is much appreciated.
I have compiled my first book TIME CAPSULE and it is published on Amazon. The three years of my teenage life, my thoughts, aspirations, troubles, worries and hopes went into this work. I have grown as a human and a writer. Please, share and comment. I value your feedback and support.
The First Book is Out
I have compiled my first book TIME CAPSULE and it is published on Amazon. The three years of my teenage life, my thoughts, aspirations, troubles, worries and hopes went into this work. I have grown as a human and a writer. Please, share and comment. I value your feedback and support.
Two Monologues
I.
My heart’s want for your love fills the empty night.
The night brings me marigolds to pin to my aching heart.
I imagine walking through purple mountains and crystal skies
Guided by my soul’s compass
And there you shall dance freely in the wind
The wind who will loosen her hand from mine
And sail me to your wide arms
Stretched from zenith to star of my suffering
Light travels barefoot through the night
To rest on your soul
My heart will fly through the heavens
In the cordillera sun
Searching the rustle of the elms that shelter you
Fleeing from the net of darkness
Subdued by starlight
Dyed by the oranges of autumn
II.
The love letter dances above the fire
Stars fall into earth’s poor hands
Green smoke fills the vagrant night
The sea embraced the sky
The bramble held the oak
Only we hunger for love
And you are away from my world
I shall rest like a child
Under the bramble tree
The vain night hides you
But I shall wait like a lamppost for your star
To shine on my soul
I shall search through the rivers, the pages
The roses undress above the water
Here in the sky the gulls of your brows flew
Woman of burning passion
Hands full of stars and seawater
Your body was a boat that fled
But your heart stayed in my hands
If only the Lord would hear my suffering
If only He saw your diamond eyes that hunger for my
Soul water
My longing is otherworldly
But do not fret, our fire, our love comes first
In the twilight where memories like thieves haunt me
Where final dreams will beg
Where love will leave unnoticed like a farm-child running in the night