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All artists are the same
It doesn't matter if you're a writer, a painter, a singer, a dancer or anything else-you are an artist. And as one you sometimes feel misunderstood and pushed away because you can do something that other people can't When actually you are just expressing yourself the only way you can.
It's lonely being and artist
You always live with a pain that no one knows about because no one will understand it. The deepness of your soul is scary for the average man so you are better off alone. And yet you yearn for someone to come and save you from the darkness of yourself and become your pure, lovely inspiration.
The works of art
You experience a very deep feeling (love, loss, happiness, sorrow, joy, sadness, etc.) and you just need to express it somehow. So what you do is: by using your talent and isolating yourself somewhere far away from the world. That's when and where you turn your emotion into something beautiful and amazing so tha
A simple man I am
unknown and ordinary.
But I know that you'll hear my voice
that speaks in rhymes.
True friends-I have only two
an empty paper sheet and a pen.
But they are bigger than a crew
and have their own pleasant voice.
I create with them new worlds
different and maybe interesting.
I leave the reader to find them
even though it isn't easy.
I often talk about my feelings
and my white soul I reveal.
Different stories I tell
hoping that at least one will like them.
Some will say: "This is written for me"
others will simply forget about it.
Most people will laugh at me I know
and I'll be facing a new war.
But critics will always exist
their race will always be here.
My idea will become reality
and the race will spread evil elsewhere.
The mark of mine will not disappear
even when nothing but ashes are left form me.
A word I wrote someone will read
and like a phoenix I will fly again.
This is the poet's fate
a little lonely perhaps
But there are so many beauties
that he can giv
I sit in my room alone
Thinking of my fate
A single red rose was the company of mine
And with her I shared all of my desires
I told her a lot about the love
And how it was my greatest wish
And how I wish someone's arms
To be gently holding my heart
I lived with no date and time
But the rose shared this burden of mine
Even though the year was passing
The rose was blooming-not dying
Like she was sent from the Gods above
So we won't be slowly fading
Immortal she was made
And I am sure the other flowers are ashamed
But it came a day that I found love
Pure beauty she was
It felt like I was drugged
And I felt pain no more
The rose I left in my past
I was happy about my future
Love gave me wings of joy
So who said that I can't fly
The lonely room I locked forever
And the memories of her I buried
The beautiful rose I left there too
And about her I forgot
Hand in hand me and the love
Saw the beauties of the world
This joy for me lasts forever
Even if it sounds a bit cliché
In a world of lies and betrayal
In a world of loneliness and pain
In a world without love and friendship
In a world without beauty and grace
Here where happiness does not exist
Here where every temple is destroyed
Here where everyone criticizes
Here where you're all alone
This is a cursed place
This is one hell of penalty
This is something that everyone knows
This is murder of hope
Welcome to your biggest nightmare
Welcome to the city of sins
Welcome to the world that kicks you when you're down
Welcome to Hell itself
Goodbye My Heart
Forget about the passion
Close yourself within
The flame is gone
Killed from a fate so cruel
Only pain is here now
A deep wound lies open
Be quiet you broken heart of mine
Quiet! Don't waste a beat
Leave me alone in the silence
Don't open the door
Don't let the light in
Leave me here in the ashes
In the remains of our love
Forget about me now
Lose yourself in the world
Go, heart of mine
Don't lay a hand on me
Run and never look back
And to me never come back
And in the dark of day
I leave myself to my dreams
I will never wake again
Not today or ever again
A last tear drops from my eye
And last word I speak
"I love you"-they where
Goodbye, heart of mine
No Matter LoveI.
I'm the comet that appeared for the first time
that will never return
through the judgment of your life,
only to have you receive what I bring
as the love you long to take and return
before the ice dust from my departure
fades for all time.
Through the slender-necked sitar's silvery notes
pass the fragrance of our moonstruck limbs
surrendering to breezes
that play off a river that honors
the generations of lovers we now embody.
You were the fallen angel that waited so long,
knowing I'd be found,
to resuscitate and raise you up;
Not from whence you toppled,
but to couple in a holy damnation
and welcome in celebration
and never regret, no matter.
you're the reason for my fraying edgesA piece of me snagged
on your fingertips, now
I'm spending the rest
of my life unraveling
Hello For The First TimeHello For The First Time
hello for the first time, stranger.
we didn’t meet with a passing glance,
but by unexpected discovery.
hearts once attached to others’,
i said we should’ve been best friends
because our wavelengths
were tied together by some cosmic thread
then, that was just a poetic thought.
the new year had just arrived
and i was feeling inspired
and hey, you caught me at the right time.
or i caught you,
or whatever it was.
hello for the first time, acquaintance.
our first interaction was met with appreciation
for a comment and a favorite.
i thanked you for the time you spent
reading whatever creation
i had shared in those moments
and it was nice to meet you again, miss.
The name’s Ricky,
I’m glad to make your acquaintance.
hello for the first time, my friend.
i first met you when discussing college,
what you wanted to be
and the enigma that was your future.
your plans were random currents
and mine were wrapped in static.
hello for the fir
bad habitsi chew up keratin claws
and spit out lead nails
like letters laced with
a twine of tawny truths
and the smack of gums
forming lewd lilac lies.
you bite your sodden
to the stem of bone,
peeling layers of
paint-stained skin with
i often wonder
how my fingertips
morph metaphors with
awry alliteration while
your palms paint
purpled pastels and
my fractured wrists creak
and porcelain ghost
lines stripe your
autumn brushed skin
yet somehow, together,
we still create beauty.
PicturesqueThe smell of the fire curls in my lungs, purring
like a tabby kitten. Roasting marshmallows
crisp on the ends of our sticks as I lean
against you, our heat mingling like the smoke
rising to the sky. Your eyes twinkle as you talk,
your hands gesturing widely, and the marshmallow
flies into the woods. We clutch our stomachs
as we laugh in harmony, our voices twining
together in the silence of the night.
About a girl(French version below)
Naiad, braving the tumultuous streams without risk
Your crystalline beauty illuminates these shabby, spineless and muddy reeds,
The softness of your skin like a caress that even the sea air couldn't bring me;
Oh My, I'd like to snatch this ivy leaf which covers you way too much!
I accomplished the most perilous labour just by staring at you;
My Hesperide, your breathtakingly high curves entice this pilgrim, blinded mortal,
And force naked and fool men to carry their own Iliad out to conquer you.
The singing of your voice shall guide us through this long, calm watercourse to the Elysium.
Your smile, forbidden sin, makes me break all my oathes.
For a brief moment, I vow to let myself be fooled by these pipe dreams of fantasy -
I want to dedicate this lyric song you've inspired me to the Gods, Polyhymnia,
You got me sailing on the river of dreams.
About a girl
Naïade, bravant sans péril les flots tumultueux
SanctuaryVines stretched between her fingertips
Flowered fields grew at her word
and I swore that the galaxies lived in her eyes.
Starlight was the laughter that she breathed,
A universe of its own
Framed by the graceful arc of her parted lips.
Her movements were the gentle ocean waves
and daylight played off her skin,
Even in the darkest corners of the night.
A lion's roar was found in the screech of her cry,
and waterfalls trickled from her delicate lashes.
Mountains settled on her sloping brow,
her arms became the atmosphere I couldn't believe I ever lived without,
and a new world built itself upon her beauty
each and every day.
And so when the realm around me became too small,
I found my sanctuary in her.
Don't you think that I'm in love with her now
She's just another face in the crowd
Even though she has a beautiful voice
But still she's someone that I don't know!
Living in her own-made up world
Dark and secret, for everybody out of reach
If you come close, she goes totally anarchic
How can I get to know her?
She's always so dissatisfied
Does not like anybody's good heart
And I pray here to every God I know
To give her a bit of decency!
But those eyes of hers-blue
Deep, expressive, so beautiful
Hairs-no so long but quite charming
And you can feel the ecstasy
Obsessed with this beauty
And you want her just for yourself, even for a hour
In an intimate way
Oh, my friend unknown,
Maybe your words aren't really lies
It seems I'm dragged in this circle with no end
And without her my heart will never mend.
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