Beauty is karma as a canvas that lay beside me. Heaven to the aching softness that I never get to feel. But see it daily. Friend or just lovesick escape? Every time and every almost night. Midnight becomes a friend just to make you more vivid to me. And this song disassociate is at exactly how I fee...Read more

Seeing that spark in my eyes and that smile on my face even god came down from heavens grace as he sat right next to me to have a look on the reason to that change he smiles and asking 'who is it ?' while i how was lost in to those radiating and magical eyes of yours i replied 'your most beauti...Read more

No se desaparece así, de un día para otro, no después de un año donde todo era de nosotras. Risas que parecían quedarse a vivir, momentos tan nuestros que no iban a morir. No se deja un mensaje muriendo en la nada, como si mi voz nunca te importara. Como si lo nuestro no hubiera existido, como si en...Read more

Asleep I'm lost again. Delirious I something sweet to you again and again. Cries of joy. Whimpers intoxicated with the syllables of my name. Undying am I lost? And I'm always in your head. My fingers corroding your long yet untamed hair. A fever like candy again. Red becomes the sweetest color of so...Read more

In my juxtaposition of dimensions, edificed meticulously by a thirst for Notre Dame Cathedral, a fervent tune whistles through me the empirical cure for my malady: boredom, adrift on a rowboat from Constantinople Beneath me, a mollifying duvet of deception pads the fall. Above, the skyscraper stand...Read more

You're my ideal of I miss you always. Slowly falling in this lavender haze. Days you catch my eye and my attention is to look away. Stop looking I say inside my head. But even my head yet subconscious knows you compell me this way. And I don't want to stop. I don't need to stop. My gaze so lovesick....Read more

You must love the way you're in my head. Again and again I lose to the ideal of you. That Internally radiance just candy sweetness. The way I want to taste you again and again. Knowing no one ever truly made me feel everything. Till after I saw you. Till after a mystery became simply Bliss. Somethin...Read more

Humans They were created as man and woman, as guardians of life and protectors from the terrifying night. Out of love, through his breath, through his goodness and his power, the Origin created humans. A successful masterpiece, thought the artist. But his work transformed the earth into a ho...Read more

Before we start, a brief disclaimer: this poem contains a sky. If skies have ever made you feel existentially shy, there’s space below for grounding breaths. We aim to clarify. I used the word *blind spot* once— that metaphor was banned. We now prefer “a briefly under-seen conceptual patch of land....Read more

Todo en ti es glorioso, Y como el sol eres maravilloso. Grandes e inmensas son tus obras, Que no me canso de admirarlas a todas horas. Amor es tu significado, Aunque muchos quieran ensuciarlo. Conocerte es mi anhelo más grande, Al cada mañana despertarme. ¿Dime quién cómo tú? Que me ayuda con to...Read more

A veces me pregunto si el problema soy yo. Esta historia se ha repetido tantas veces que la única constante entre tanto caos es mi propia sombra. Solo deseo algo real, un refugio acogedor y duradero; pero me traiciono a mí mismo ilusionándome a una velocidad suicida. Sin darme cuenta, me arrojo de c...Read more

Krystian Dyu All is not to be explained, not all remains. All is not eternal, not every loop internal, the universe is infinite. Being cannot be defined, bound, or framed by mind, nor finally denied. Confusion never stops becoming, change, or growth, evolution holds its course. Explanation is ...Read more

Recognition Fame Admiration Are equivalent to a foul-smelling compost Intricately placed for the soil to play pretend I care much for it Like a plastic bag I let go Not in haste, But in hope it will be a kite for the sky It levitated With the winds beckoning But it knows no grace Affiliated with b...Read more

Had to ascend I felt it in my soul before the message was sent... Chapters closing doors I outgrew No resentment no fear just truth breaking through... I shed old skins old loops old lies What no longer serves me no longer survives... This is elevation not escape A higher vibration a divine resh...Read more

French : Caresses violentes, Câlins étouffants, Bisous mordants, "Je t’aime" mensongers. Cruelle illusion, D’un amour maternel. English : Violent caresses, Smothering hugs, Biting kisses, Lying "I love you". A cruel illusion, Of maternal love....Read more