Witch.

-Dance Class at the Opera, rue Le Peletier-

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He, who wants to fight

and be frightened,

he, who wants to become

someone, followed by the sun

erased from mortality

and forgiven,

time has come,

may he gather all the light,

all the fire, the passion

that drag him all the way up

and behind that sadness

may he break the pressure

to find natural peace as treasure.

-t.f.s.

"Colorful life".

Let the oceans wash away my guilt,

to the one that I rely on,

the one I felt so deep on,

this hand as my guidance,

this spirit as my home,

I feel them for once and last of all..

In a moment

silence broke

all the wishes,

it broke a path,

a stone of dreams,

hopes that lie on

my garden of peace.

Feels like terrible wedding

Where my heart's not invited

And eyes see nothing..

Toasts on barely lasting love,

groans of pleasure, in devor,

the day ends in defeat,

silence just fell asleep.

Everything visible

faded out of me.

-t.f.s.

You don’t know anything about God, do you…? Perfection and harmony? God cares more about your pores than he does that. He’s famous for his coincidences and absurdism. I’ve seen it countless times. No matter how masterfully you devise your schemes, where we are is here. A prison at the ends of the earth. The ones that run the world are, in fact, the ones who howl, run, and shed blood in incidental storms. You and I are powerless in the face of their intense spirits. Do you know what that means…? You’re correct. Humans are sinful and foolish. But they aren’t quite as boring as you think.

Pleasure.

you'll leave me untouchable,

lack of self-control,

you see another victim

suffering from deficiency,

keep your eyes closed when

I try to get the pain away

while stealing a kiss from your lips.

denying to love me is another

pointless option,don't play

too roughly on me.

I want to taste the

victory with you,

just like the entirety

that we dance through.

give in completely

when you feel me,

liars like you keep

so many surprises inside.

remind me of the

taste of love,touch me

with your fingers that

want to scratch my flesh.

do my lips deserve

your unearthly fruit?

and the color that

illuminates your

corners,magical

and full of secrets,

pleasure is a food

for our emotions,

right?

let your movements

be honest with my body

and let your hands sink

into my paradise.

Love sparkles in front of our eyes, it brings us light.

And we see it - through awesome pain , through our self's weight , we feel it.

We get more passionate about it , more free and less stressed.

We become what we needed to be , someone's honorable friend.

I pray every moment in my lightning years , to be fulfilled , and the love that has given on earth is all beyond war.

War's not the balance , it is a complex word , in which we live under chains.

War is not a poetry to be told , a smell of a burning field with broken heart, sealed .

I wouldn't waste my time if It wasn't you. But my mind is a rage I'm using to destruct every part of people skin and cut their words that come from their mouths. And I hope they don't know I ate their thoughts for lunch.

-t.f.s.

Night's Young.

Night changes in colors , quietness .

Walls beside you are sleeping.

Melody is a wind longing for rain ,

a stress relief that burns me

underneath self -consciousness .

Moon is waiting for flowers to sleep

just like a mother prepares its child

for a long awaited break .

Part of me would still be lost

In this dark quiet place

where I wish to stay hidden

away from everything ,

just like a magic trick .

If It was just me to ponder

and keep my feelings away

to be whoever I want to be

the world would never stay

along with me ,

under a moon of blessings

where the night goes on

and trees cherish moments ,

as flowers sleep peacefully ,

tender voices crack in silence

and doors creak inside ,

but night is friendly

and still so green

to be thrown away .

-t.f.s.

What Feels To Be Unreal.

I could feel Earth's vibrations coming.

Breathing. Slow motion.

Sky is running out of time. Animals disappear from ground.

Eyes are haunting in the night, flashes cut inside.

The enemy grows bigger as hearts are getting eaten,

eyes swollen, hands shaking from earth's largest power

in Universe- cosmic danger regeneration;

penetration is on, poison sucks on your skin,

tongue freezes,painting the back of your sin,

creating rooms of dust and evil, envy and kill;

hands are tightening the weight of the world,

Earth's shaking, eyes see everything

In a world drowning in madness, faking

all the goodness flying, air dirty, souls dying.

Powerless and absorbed on the edge of regret,

living nightmares with the walking dead,

end is near as our humanity,

in shape-box as hanged pig,

nobody hears the insanity

we've came along to fear.

Hands shaking, Earth's breaking

new dawn is taking our last scene.

World is so gone, nothing's real.

-t.f.s.