Bakiryu
06-21-2007, 11:10 PM
Lover
Softly we fall
Hand in hand:
Your pale bones
A thruming melody.
As you cling to me.
I can only breathe
That long free fall into eternity.
Kiss
Touch me with your lips.
Draw from me
These hidden emotions.
Talk
Smile
Envelop me with your arms.
I can only cry
And you still say you're the weak one
But I stand awake.
Watching you sleep
That smile on your face
After all the world has left me.
Rain
Wash away the pain
It comes now and again.
It lives
There in your lips
As you breathe
The scent of flowers.
You tear and grind
Your hands on my hands
Leaving scars
When you say
You love me.
Galatea
Muticolored tints
Grabbing hold of the eyes
Just one glance
To get lost in perfection
Molded so soflty
Charming elegance
Made and remade
In sleepless nights
Downward curves gracing
Please a thousand eyes
Cracked apart
Revealing the inside
Crisscrosed in ribbons
Of dream-cobalt blue
Multicolored expression
And the subtleness of obsidian blades
A thousand letters engraved
Into whitisht pigment
Green-emerald sight
Piercing much too bright
Swirling temptation
And palid dedication
Loveless compassion
Threaded and made
With golden architecture
Sea-tints azure
Delicate palm lines
Ruffled pages in dreams
A thousand inks
A star-studded edge
Of humanity
Graced
With phantasmagoric bioluminiscence
Burning embers making
A structure silver tight
Surrounded and held
By a thousand thought-threads
Burning much too bright
The beauty of iron knives
A dream
Forever aloof
Made and remade until is truth
A masterpiece
Of life and lust
What or who could it be?
None
Never
As beautiful as you
Beautiful Death
Pale.
Cool skin of toads
Silver
Random smiles
of strangers in streets
There she hiddes
Transparent
and oh-so-easy to see
In the sharp blades
Shattered panes
Crimson suns
Burning into sand
Beautiful
Desire
So near
Yet never mine
Hidden
Into these wicked talons
That have wrenched out my heart
To crush it
Into a pulpous, pulsating mass
Still feeling
Belle Morte
In my mind
When will you come for me?
Bella
What's the difference?
When you write forgiveness in your own skin
With sharp thorns of butterflie
Seeds on mandrakes lost in you
No wonder you're puzzling!
And that's the best deffinition
We can come with.
Falling into the waters of your gaze
Led stray from the scars in your arms
Bleeding into the inside
While outside blooms a silver smile.
Belle Morte
She sits
Her bloody head reclining
Against the towel trailing fresh dye
A crimson splash
A momment lost
She sits and sights
Staring at her arm
Where the razor cut
And every day is the same
On her wrist a tally
Made of scars
Even thought she'll never know
I call her beautiful
If only she'll smile.
I'm next to her,
Trying to help
Dye and bleach stray strands
'I love you'
and 'You're Beautiful'
Fortnight later
I whisper on the phone
She says, what's that?
Nothing.
The comMent
If only I could go back in time.
A day again
She hangs with shame
From above cord streching tight
A smile so bright
On the face of death
and on her hand a note.
Surrounded by all.
I read:
"I only wish
Before I die
For love and Beauty
I, loveless and humane
but never a face
Can't bear this life
Goodbye friends"
A tear on my eye
As I try not to cry
A word on my lips "I love you
and even in death, you're still beautiful"
Someone behind me asks
What's that again?
I look behind,
hands on pockets tight
and whisper....
Nothing.
Heart Transplant
She tore it with bare hands
Nails digging into supple flesh
Licked the blood that trailed down her arm
Never to love again.
She dug into the earth
With silver knives
To bury it again
She turned deaf ears to her screams
Never to smile again.
Never to feel.
She burned the scars
Gouged out the veins
Leaving none
No bloody remains
Soft sweet entrails
She zipped up her chest
walked back
Seeing her heart
Never again
Moonchild
She has the skin of moony cream
Colored by shades of iridecent blue
Scattered in each arm a starful of bruises
Hidden
By the long curls and her fiery gaze
Amber strays fall upon her eyes
And her lips bruise with desire
Infinity is in her kiss
No drugs could do like this
Her tears are crimson rain
Her words are a dying fire
Soft curling licks of flame on skin
The rustling of autum as she talks
So weak and frail
As she lies on my arms
To leave with morning
To break her fall
Her beauty:
The beauty of broken bones
Hidden by long sleeves on those scarred arms
Concealed by shock of bloody hair
And today
Her eyes glance as me for one last kiss
Underneath a cover of wild roses
She's free....
I bent
Eternally last I taste those lips
Only to fall into the unniverse beyond
Goodbye, the only word I can think
I could swear i saw her smile
as they lowered her into the ground...
Thanatopsis
Wanting to drown in a river of glass
The face in the mirror never seems to smile
When the day greets you with a sneer
"Hey! Who said I've a death wish?"
Staring at the suppleness of crystal knives
The quick silver pain
when death becomes life
The crude beating of a broken heart
With each beat it crumbles
To beat once again
Staring at the skull in my hands
"Why Yorick? Why? Why?"
I make myself a play on words
When death is life
and we're stillborn.
Face to Face
Morning
And the cool silver of mirrors
Sticking to my hands as i caressed.
A gasp.
A song.
A moment.
An we were face to face.
She had
the golden eyes of a dreaming gypsy
The inky curls of climbing vines,
Soft lips ever welcoming
Curled back in acrid smile.
Naked skin glistening
wet with invisible rain.
Ghostly fingers streching
Entering into me.
Traveling pale distances
Cursed with the curse of curves.
Death lay on her very essense
Love slept at her very eyes.
Pain trickled with every sentence
Wisdom leaked from every scar.
I screamed and hit this presence.
Shattering all.
Fell to the floor....
Came up to stare at empty spaces
Only to realize that this ghost
Was a mirror
And the staring face of this demon
Was my own.
Please watch: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TBgyuQx88RA
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sB6_cLRiNZA
__________________
Softly we fall
Hand in hand:
Your pale bones
A thruming melody.
As you cling to me.
I can only breathe
That long free fall into eternity.
Kiss
Touch me with your lips.
Draw from me
These hidden emotions.
Talk
Smile
Envelop me with your arms.
I can only cry
And you still say you're the weak one
But I stand awake.
Watching you sleep
That smile on your face
After all the world has left me.
Rain
Wash away the pain
It comes now and again.
It lives
There in your lips
As you breathe
The scent of flowers.
You tear and grind
Your hands on my hands
Leaving scars
When you say
You love me.
Galatea
Muticolored tints
Grabbing hold of the eyes
Just one glance
To get lost in perfection
Molded so soflty
Charming elegance
Made and remade
In sleepless nights
Downward curves gracing
Please a thousand eyes
Cracked apart
Revealing the inside
Crisscrosed in ribbons
Of dream-cobalt blue
Multicolored expression
And the subtleness of obsidian blades
A thousand letters engraved
Into whitisht pigment
Green-emerald sight
Piercing much too bright
Swirling temptation
And palid dedication
Loveless compassion
Threaded and made
With golden architecture
Sea-tints azure
Delicate palm lines
Ruffled pages in dreams
A thousand inks
A star-studded edge
Of humanity
Graced
With phantasmagoric bioluminiscence
Burning embers making
A structure silver tight
Surrounded and held
By a thousand thought-threads
Burning much too bright
The beauty of iron knives
A dream
Forever aloof
Made and remade until is truth
A masterpiece
Of life and lust
What or who could it be?
None
Never
As beautiful as you
Beautiful Death
Pale.
Cool skin of toads
Silver
Random smiles
of strangers in streets
There she hiddes
Transparent
and oh-so-easy to see
In the sharp blades
Shattered panes
Crimson suns
Burning into sand
Beautiful
Desire
So near
Yet never mine
Hidden
Into these wicked talons
That have wrenched out my heart
To crush it
Into a pulpous, pulsating mass
Still feeling
Belle Morte
In my mind
When will you come for me?
Bella
What's the difference?
When you write forgiveness in your own skin
With sharp thorns of butterflie
Seeds on mandrakes lost in you
No wonder you're puzzling!
And that's the best deffinition
We can come with.
Falling into the waters of your gaze
Led stray from the scars in your arms
Bleeding into the inside
While outside blooms a silver smile.
Belle Morte
She sits
Her bloody head reclining
Against the towel trailing fresh dye
A crimson splash
A momment lost
She sits and sights
Staring at her arm
Where the razor cut
And every day is the same
On her wrist a tally
Made of scars
Even thought she'll never know
I call her beautiful
If only she'll smile.
I'm next to her,
Trying to help
Dye and bleach stray strands
'I love you'
and 'You're Beautiful'
Fortnight later
I whisper on the phone
She says, what's that?
Nothing.
The comMent
If only I could go back in time.
A day again
She hangs with shame
From above cord streching tight
A smile so bright
On the face of death
and on her hand a note.
Surrounded by all.
I read:
"I only wish
Before I die
For love and Beauty
I, loveless and humane
but never a face
Can't bear this life
Goodbye friends"
A tear on my eye
As I try not to cry
A word on my lips "I love you
and even in death, you're still beautiful"
Someone behind me asks
What's that again?
I look behind,
hands on pockets tight
and whisper....
Nothing.
Heart Transplant
She tore it with bare hands
Nails digging into supple flesh
Licked the blood that trailed down her arm
Never to love again.
She dug into the earth
With silver knives
To bury it again
She turned deaf ears to her screams
Never to smile again.
Never to feel.
She burned the scars
Gouged out the veins
Leaving none
No bloody remains
Soft sweet entrails
She zipped up her chest
walked back
Seeing her heart
Never again
Moonchild
She has the skin of moony cream
Colored by shades of iridecent blue
Scattered in each arm a starful of bruises
Hidden
By the long curls and her fiery gaze
Amber strays fall upon her eyes
And her lips bruise with desire
Infinity is in her kiss
No drugs could do like this
Her tears are crimson rain
Her words are a dying fire
Soft curling licks of flame on skin
The rustling of autum as she talks
So weak and frail
As she lies on my arms
To leave with morning
To break her fall
Her beauty:
The beauty of broken bones
Hidden by long sleeves on those scarred arms
Concealed by shock of bloody hair
And today
Her eyes glance as me for one last kiss
Underneath a cover of wild roses
She's free....
I bent
Eternally last I taste those lips
Only to fall into the unniverse beyond
Goodbye, the only word I can think
I could swear i saw her smile
as they lowered her into the ground...
Thanatopsis
Wanting to drown in a river of glass
The face in the mirror never seems to smile
When the day greets you with a sneer
"Hey! Who said I've a death wish?"
Staring at the suppleness of crystal knives
The quick silver pain
when death becomes life
The crude beating of a broken heart
With each beat it crumbles
To beat once again
Staring at the skull in my hands
"Why Yorick? Why? Why?"
I make myself a play on words
When death is life
and we're stillborn.
Face to Face
Morning
And the cool silver of mirrors
Sticking to my hands as i caressed.
A gasp.
A song.
A moment.
An we were face to face.
She had
the golden eyes of a dreaming gypsy
The inky curls of climbing vines,
Soft lips ever welcoming
Curled back in acrid smile.
Naked skin glistening
wet with invisible rain.
Ghostly fingers streching
Entering into me.
Traveling pale distances
Cursed with the curse of curves.
Death lay on her very essense
Love slept at her very eyes.
Pain trickled with every sentence
Wisdom leaked from every scar.
I screamed and hit this presence.
Shattering all.
Fell to the floor....
Came up to stare at empty spaces
Only to realize that this ghost
Was a mirror
And the staring face of this demon
Was my own.
Please watch: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TBgyuQx88RA
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sB6_cLRiNZA
__________________