I once wrote; first impressions are the most deceiving
Those who don’t know me, tend to think I am a workaholic
A bad boy and a bit alcoholic
The truth is I am just a geek
I spent more than half of my life playing video games
Anyone remember Golden Axe? Continue reading
You wanna get to know me? You said…
Not much to know, too much to grasp
I am nothing but flesh on bones
A holy man…
That doesn’t believe in afterlife
A double edged knife, if you will Continue reading
We are all dead, living in the past
I shall give you some time to digest
Do you remember that day?
When you crumbled like a sand castle on a windy beach
I did too
Time feeds on our souls
But so long I’m aware of this
I shall live like a king
But even a king can find it difficult Continue reading
They say life is a journey
So I asked; where is the destination?
And after a long pause in utter quietness
I came to the realization…
That the destination is where we are… right now
Life is not a journey
It is nothing but moments
Flickering with the wind like a lazy butterfly Continue reading
It is possible that others told you; you are beautiful
When you style your hair like that
Or when you match your lip gloss with your jeans
But let me say it my way…
You are beautiful just the way you are
Your lips are bridges leading to oblivion
Your skin is a night sky
Even your scars are nothing but stars Continue reading
When my eyes see you;
They orbit around you like moons to their planet
My tongue orchestrates your name a whimsical chant
My mind goes to limbo
My heart goes pandemonium
My shadow cowers in shyness
And the background turns to a psychedelic mesh Continue reading
You left me stranded in a whirlwind of thoughts with no explanation, and I will just assume that you know what I mean.
But it’s fine, I understand the frame of the big picture.
This life is a non-understandable stage and we are the entertainers for the gods, puppets for the puppeteers, stringed with our blood vessels; cut the strings and we are nothing but dummies. Continue reading
I never really cared what people think of me, I follow the idea that it is none of my business.
It gives me confidence, because life with no confidence is a robbed one.
And perhaps not to sound conceited, but I strongly believe that the majority of people are stupid.
It is not their fault, it is not some genetic error. The system we live in doesn’t offer plenty of opportunities for individuals to have the correct motivational values, to journey to different cultures, to accept our diversity as a specie.
No, it is all shackled by barbed chains of restricted ideologies, nothing is emergent anymore, everything is an establishment. Continue reading
To wonder… is the central jewel of the crown.
One must admit that existence is quite strange, absurd! I must say.
What is it? To realize, we are roaming this planet, a blue sphere floating in the suburb of this galaxy amidst of billions of galaxies. Continue reading
I choose to write, for it may be my only path from mortality to immortality.
I sit placing my fingers on the keyboard like a blind man with a braille, entangled by the neurons of my brain ready to jet out in a telepathic voyage to distort the equilibrium of my mind.
I start to remember all the lips I have kissed, all the eyes I looked into, all the cigarettes I smoked, all the alcohol I consumed and all the other things that I dare not to say, in respect to the gentle nature of the human eardrums. A vortex inside me implodes a helix of all the years that passed by without a trace. Continue reading
To all the voiceless out there, I am not here to give you a voice, let’s get that right, it doesn’t trouble me to confess that I don’t care enough.
I am however inclined with a transcendent tendency to assuage and calm the entry of the Trojan horse into the gate.
I feel like I should say this; Continue reading
“J” stands for joy, and joy is the judge and jury to deliver justice. She is the waitress of the Mastermind.
She serves him knowledge and wisdom as she blends information in the carousel of dead horses, running in a vicious circle. The Mastermind resides in a crusted medieval fortress with a gate of raven wings and walls of shady skulls, a mosaic of death seeking to bring life to the lifeless surroundings.
Like a parasite of truth plaguing a land of lies to remove the masks from the dull headed faces. Continue reading
Stars burst, minds blown
The bizarre disparity of this virtual reality
How did we manage to demolish humanity?
With barbed ideologies and peculiar stupidity
Hatching the egg of illusions
A splendid demonstration of failure
Worthy of a gilded medal
The alienation is successful Continue reading
I know some people believe in angels, see I don’t understand that, but anyways.
There are more galaxies out there than the grains of sand on this planet, so what do I know?
We tend to dismiss this splendid conundrum of life and we worry about jobs, exams and things that are shallower than a second coat of paint on a bench seat.
The mouth of curiosity and wisdom is speaking to us, with the language of silence and the sound of nothing, how can we understand it? It is sitting there like a big block of foggy ice waiting for us to break it. Continue reading
I open my eye lids like a fortress gate
For you to step in the orthogonal domain
And discover the labyrinth of my mind
Please don’t be afraid and make yourself at home
The home of madness, the sanctuary of centuries Continue reading
In the hallway of time, that leads to the forbidden chamber of memories
I stand immobilized with my feet glued onto the polished tiles
The light recedes for the nightmares to invade the place like a group of mercenaries
The walls turn black, I stand like a shadow inside the darkness.
I merge with the nothingness
My feet crumble underneath me, I fall… Continue reading
In my balcony
Overlooking the haunted boulevard
I picnic my eyes
Into your curtain-less window
To watch you try on different wigs Continue reading
I took a pause and thought about the idea of depression, but I swiftly came to the conclusion that I and the idea are mutually divorced. I found inner peace long ago and I can’t seem to even remotely relate.
So I sat on my wooden mahogany desk, while resting my chin on my interlocked fingers; staring at a small statue of a stony Socrates face. It gazed back at me with its devious eyes and emitted to my mind gloomy visions of futuristic epochs. Continue reading
When I look into your blue eyes
I surrender and extend my arms
For you to shackle with your chains
To entomb me in your red room
You enter your domain veiled with your disguise Continue reading
I place my hand and pick my black heart
From inside a jar of dark art
The beast within remains untamed
A sickness in my mind remains unnamed Continue reading