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Soul on a canvas 2002
Twist my arm 2002
To.. 2003
Torture 1995
Fear 1999
Something 1999
Like water 2003
The coward 2002
layered life 2002
Time 2002
Mother 1996
Truth 1997
Enter madness 1999 |
Of ashes 1999
Cool shade 1999
Shatter 2003
Drink 2003
What yields 2004
Autumn
leaves 1999
Enter suicidal angels 1999 |
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Soul on a Canvas
2002
My soul on a canvas stretched
stark naked - crucified
for all eyes to stare
and fingers to touch
and mouths to gape
my soul on a canvas stretched
bare and pure and great
my soul on a canvas stretched
pinned down and free
my soul on a canvas stretched
for all eternity...
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Twist My Arm
2002
twist my arm and see
the sweetest colors of melancholy
observe the night in its glee
and try not to run free
look in my eyes and see
the truth behind treachery
hear my voice speak
of days weaved so beautifully
twist my arm and see
the truth behind all that is me!
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TO..
2003
to deny the self,
to heed the call,
to follow the narrow trail
to fall down and decay.
to dim down the light,
to forget the way
to become deaf
to ease the pain.
to love?
to face your own
to want, to suffer
to descend from a higher feeling
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to fall from a state of mind,
to follow a decaying feeling and,
to forget a deeper meaning
to accept mortality
to become human
to morph into a man
to cease being a god...
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Torture
1995
when i like torture
when i like pain
when pain is sweet
when pain is all
life grows and changes
twisting through like snakes
on the horizon distant ships
blood red skies and birds singing
heavy rain pounding
thunder and prayer ascending
restless minds
and torture prevailing!
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Fear...
1999
and a very tempting
argument
that which tempted a god
into a man
and an adversary
a beautiful delicate speech
and a lie
a beautiful story made by man
and a weakness made weaker
and fear.... Oh fear...
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Something,
1999
a real real something.
and yet no matter what
feelings are expressed
none is real,
and none lives more than a flower.
From grave to cradle,
and cradle to grave,
two worlds and
only whithering
in between...
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Like water
2003
pour like water
slender and elegant
sway in deadly embrace
slide through grace
swoon in a daze,
remember and gaze
charge on through
see how we flew
above a melancholy grey
amidst seas of foreplay
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in a mist
a pleasure (not) to resist
in climax we daze,
set the world ablaze
swirling through in a haze
swaying through the days
she in duality exists
in contrast harsh
a lady of the light
rea of the night
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The Coward
2002
In search of the coward...
the coward within
the coward unknown
the coward with no color
no trace and no vision
devoid of laughter
devoid of thought
stumbling in a sea of madness
drowning but never sinking
reaching out but in vain
touching nothing but sweet pain
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turned bitter
fantasies gone
courage never found
the cowrd lives on
and comes in many faces..
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Layered Life
2002
and what lies beneath is but
the reflection of many layers still
put together in an array of
intricate works and dots
small ones and big
black colored and grey
lines and curves and images
that speak and look and hear
unplanned spontaneous and wild
uncontrolled unblemished & fine
| life and the
layers it creates
become the painting slashed with a knife pleasant, dark and unfinished
angry sad and blemished
thin made thick with age
fresh so all you can see
the complexity broken down
into layers translucent and brown
torn and pasted into place
every one's own never borrowed
life and the layers that make it
sit still patiently awaiting
the unfolding of another painting
not one detail in the wasting...
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Time
2002
days are passing by
slowly and so fast
hours ticking
and weeks like seconds fly
sadness and gloom
misty air heavy like doom
darkness in the open air
darkness everywhere
time, Oh mighty time
take good care,
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palms we are
and to beat you we fail!
with our eyes open we do not see
that the path we trod
is nothing but what we long to be
paved with bits of dreams and drops of tears
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Mother
1996
to whose mother?
the one, the only, the holy
the one who cries and grieves
in a desperate effort alas!
yet sometimes in error she bleeds
noble and yet such a tyrant
a principle........a misconception..... a fear
of betrayal, of denial, of emptiness
so filled with hope, so desperate
so true and yet so untrue
so happy like a child and so sad
so fortunate and yet the opposite true
a tormented tormentor
yet still i love you, i love you!
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Truth
1997
Truth might falter under all painted skies
crimson clouds decend
upon winds of shimmering lies
tempered by the grace of illusion
and the fear of a mind
the absolute which defines
the core of the cosmic silence
and the nocturnal sun
lies way beyond the grasp of the common mind, that which secretes
and induces poison lies
in the midst of a solar beam spun
around the tongue of a light...
all must bow.
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1999
warm colors closing in on me
and the safety of a lovely dream,
tender and humble
sweet cake in the kitchen
the affection that once has been
now cold empty and bitter
grey and shrouded
black stones and weakness
rushing hours, blushing blood
veins contorted, the fear of the fall
and the coziness of one's own home
enter madness, enter pain, enter confusion
it was never a game....
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| Of ashes
1999
born of ashes
born of fire,
fallen to the earth
and awed by the creation
nature and the wild beasts
a human mind and the evil within
the torment and the suffering
and the beautiful morning.
the cool breeze and the
awakening of the mind
the rise of one man
and the fall
of an angel.
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Cool shade
1999
Sitting under a tree,
hot sun, and sweet breeze,
cool black shade and a fallen one
whispering in my ear,
about life and what lies therein
A message of true love and happiness
and joy to live in this earth,
and those who suffer for those who prosper,
and the distribution of wealth,
and all the pain involved in all of this turmoil,
and the emptiness consuming all
and the big question laid out to all,
and whatever else is missing in the world
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value of of a forgotten treasure
consumed by the dust,
and the memory of one man...that's all...
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| Shatter
2003
shatter the brain in a quest
to resolve the mystery of death
unveil the bond within
reveal the truth herein
defy your god and sin
ignore your family and kin
survive alone and win
raise hell within
twist the arms of the self
ride over fear in fury
raise hell within
do it, and do it purely
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| Drink
2003
so drink!
drink of the fountain everlasting
drown!
in the ocean of self
the dividing line
between lust and greed
and as all lights turn into green
suffocate in greed
deny the self and breed
so drink!
drink of the fountain everlasting
and drown
in the sea unending
abuse the self again
and pretend to be weak
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| What
yields?
2004
what now after all this
what now after what went
what now after what will be?
what now after what's gone
what now after what\s been said
what now after fear?
what now time of change
what now to fear
what now to change?
what now after all these years
what now after all the tears
what now ........... what yields?
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| Autumn
leaves
1999
Autumn leaves the painted skies
deepest red with human blood
angels soar through the clouds
bloody thoughts crowd human minds
deep emotions blend with fear
making love sour and sweet
autumn leaves the painted skies
death prevails
and no one sighs...
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| Enter suicidal
angels
1999
and all what follows behind
the curtains fall on the stage of life
and millions roar led by one
and conceived by none
and all the pleasures
set aside
opened arms and outstrectched talons
pouring rain
from below.
death and all
that's left behind
come back in themind of another one.
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