Archive for May 2014
Sunflower
He's a King, You're a God!
He has the Earth,You have the Sky!
And everything in between is a Sunset
and the Summertime; and
after that end of a day,
a sunflower is taking showers in the rain.
And when the night falls,
the bats go out and owls grow very big
and very old and slow...
There is a Moon behind the clouds
to be watched with the big eyes.
And then the rain looks even bigger in the dark
and melted through with the charade of the moonlight,
everything is surreal on that golden field.
Standing tall under the nights' rain
the Sunflower is
taking showers in the darkness,
facing the Moon with the untamed smile
like if it's a summertime, in a bay.
He has the Earth,You have the Sky!
And everything in between is a Sunset
and the Summertime; and
after that end of a day,
a sunflower is taking showers in the rain.
And when the night falls,
the bats go out and owls grow very big
and very old and slow...
There is a Moon behind the clouds
to be watched with the big eyes.
And then the rain looks even bigger in the dark
and melted through with the charade of the moonlight,
everything is surreal on that golden field.
Standing tall under the nights' rain
the Sunflower is
taking showers in the darkness,
facing the Moon with the untamed smile
like if it's a summertime, in a bay.
Requiem for Amadeus
You are of The fragile existence,
One in the Peach Black;
there, the dreams come to fight
with the inner existence, out of the control
Rose in the chaotic manifestations of The Horrid.
Of Me!
I'm the Enemy, your light in the conspiracy,
with the Dark and your fear it.
I'm the pain, your flash, it's a cannibal.
I'm not with you, on the death bed, but with the intensity,
playing the violin of the Phoenix, on The Edge;
down is the grave, down I'm taking your bird of the Flame.
And the only thing that will stay is Me!
You composed the Dream by the oblivion,
I'm playing it, like an angel, you
tortured it and placed me in the half shadows,
you made me, unshaped and undone me,
because of your masterpiece;
you owe it more, and you know it,
Because of (it), my Life, is invisible.
One in the Peach Black;
there, the dreams come to fight
with the inner existence, out of the control
Rose in the chaotic manifestations of The Horrid.
Of Me!
I'm the Enemy, your light in the conspiracy,
with the Dark and your fear it.
I'm the pain, your flash, it's a cannibal.
I'm not with you, on the death bed, but with the intensity,
playing the violin of the Phoenix, on The Edge;
down is the grave, down I'm taking your bird of the Flame.
And the only thing that will stay is Me!
You composed the Dream by the oblivion,
I'm playing it, like an angel, you
tortured it and placed me in the half shadows,
you made me, unshaped and undone me,
because of your masterpiece;
you owe it more, and you know it,
Because of (it), my Life, is invisible.