Rapid breathing,
the keys tight in the palms
of my sweaty hands.

It’s finally over,
my heart is locked away
in a metal safe.

As I bury the safe in unknown soils
I sigh in relief:
My heart will not break anymore.

With my mind at rest
I head back home
only to stop half way,
holding my chest tight
as I feel my heart beating viciously.

Then I knew,
The Demons have always been in my head.


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Burning Out

Walking in the dessert
feet sunk in the sand,
skin drenched in sunburnt sweat.

Walking towards nothing,
with the guidance of hope
that I won’t sink along
these burning sands.

No clouds,
No lakes,
No plants.

It is just me and my dreams,
slowly burnt by the scorching sun.


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In front of me,
I see you,
my eyes glow with indefinite joy.

I wave,
I speak,
I scream.

Your unbothered, unmoved,
unable to hear what I say.
I fall to my knees,
trying to hold my tears back.

Are you just a dream?

Have I become a ghost so soon?

My attempts are futile,
my touch disintegrates into nothingness.

We are not here anymore…
I see you,
drifting into a separate world.



I am baffled.
Did we make it? How?
Thoughts running through my head.
Doubts. Ecstasy.
I guess time will tell.


Oh… wow.
We are still counting.
I guess we got something good going on,
but two is already too big of a number.
Can we outlast the count?


Memories. Distant in time, close to heart.
I miss you, a little bit too much.
Painful, and not just thrice.
I know we can make it till four.
Longing for anything,
patiently hurting.


Around a bubbling cauldron
each of us stands
putting in any ingredient,
the first that comes up in our heads.

There is none but one simple rule,
apologies should not be said,
whatever you throw
can never be taken back.

There is no redemption,
with one tiny mistake
you can rot all the good
inside the cauldron.

History no longer matters
and I am advising you to run away
before my madness casts a hex
on your worthless soul.


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I open my eyes to find myself deep inside a cave,
pitch black vision and echoing footsteps.

In front of me I can hear
liquid dropping into a puddle or sea,
so I stand still
thinking of ways to not drown myself.

From some path ahead,
a loud screech strikes,
Startled I step back…

Sinking in a thick liquid,
a liquid that was whispering
all the things I had written
in each of my exams.

The ink found its way back
to the author who shaped it,
ruthlessly seeking for the meaning
behind every letter and word,
filling my mind with unshakeable worries.


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Blink Again

Ticking day off the calendar
faster than I can blink.

While I’m in the middle of my slumber
time abuses my sleepy brain.

I am not aware of what is happening –
all I hear is loud sirens
attempting to alarm me of some danger.

Back to my man cave I go
hiding, hibernating…

I am… Yours

In memory of your birth
the tribal celebrations
have commenced.

Primitive love
for the guy I treat like a god,
unorthodox sacrifices
are coming your way.

Have my tender lips and my sweet voice,
I will always speak in behalf
of what is right,
to protect your holy thoughts
from the evil that lurks.

I offer you my ears,
they will hear
each of your requests,
with my full attention
I will dedicate my life.

Take my legs,
they will support you
the same way that they carried me
for twenty-two years.

I offer you my mind,
my thoughts,
my capabilities of solving any problem,
it will by your aid.

Don’t forget to take my heart,
it will stay beating
as long as it is in your hands,
my emotions are solely dedicated to you
and everything I do revolves around you.

Oh lover,
dear god,
take all of who I am,
let us become one super-man
joining our strengths
and protecting each other from our weaknesses.


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Night Shade

Wet feet
dipping in the salty waters
of the lukewarm sea.

The rocks sharply scratch my skin
with every slight movement
of my body.

There I lay
between an infinite sea
and an even larger sky.

My beady eyes reflect
the moonlight
brighter than the water does.

I am lost,
staring onto a far away distance
trying to make sense.

An intense confusion,
thoughts running through my head,
tonight I will sleep with them unresolved.

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The Dance

Time is the beat
that creatures endlessly dance to.

Life is given to us
and we move freely
to the sound we perceive.

We keep dancing until
the beat drops so low –
we cease to exist.

No point in arguing the meaning
no reason to praise the giver of life
or to hate the one that takes it away.

Life is our current state of being
and we better celebrate it before
the song ends.