My Poems - Blog Posts
Where are all my convictions? On top of some pocket or did I leave them in the middle of the road? I don't remember where the parts I scattered went, but maybe if I manage to fly with my wings and my soul evolves, I will be where heaven is - true happiness.
-t.f.s.
To find.
I wish to find happiness in what I am,
In what I usually am cursing,
But what it means to find
When I've lost my comfort?
Late nights, same questions
It lasts until when I wake up
I see the sun waving at me
And now I forgot what's
been troubling me .
-t.f.s.
We don't waste time in speech,
We do bleed in touch, angels of love..
And it is tough to know how much
Life spends your worth to live on.
Something seems to be found in loss.. we never know.
-t.f.s.
Will is not broken
Even through darkness
Through hallways of death,
Through rage and pain,
Sickness in vain ,
It is easier to open a door
rather than unleash fears.
-t.f.s.
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.
*
In a liftetime
I'll be the night
surrounding you
drowning you
in magical sleep.
Tomorrow is
a new day line,
and i'll be close
as if it's the last
breath I'd take,
but when I am
a reason for you,
keep breathing-
time's with us.
-t.f.s.
*
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.
Season change.
After april's windy session
darkness vanished and sun came
rain stopped and flowers drew
each corner making beautiful view.
-t.f.s.
Guilt.
To be prepared of burning
It is stressful and scary
But aside all of that
No one blames me.
-t.f.s.
Sweet Music
Loving is your sense of touch,
Soft and gentle- just the way you look.
Your empire is my work of art,
Outstanding , my home is your eyes-
Searching for a spot invisible for others,
A smile so warm greeting me.
Tiny little fingers crossed my heart,
For a second, fire burned within me-
Voice like a thousand deities singing
Waiting to be reached for assurance ,
Looking for that comfort you gave ,
A sweet music that echoes beneath.
-t.f.s.
" I'd balance your body
Like holding a guitar,
And I'd gently play on strings
Just like I gently caress your skin. "
-t.f.s.
" Summer is a miracle-
We share the same sun
And sleep under same moon
In a lifetime that we dreamed for. "
-t.f.s.
Hot Love.
Ticklish words ,
like small touch
lays around your neck .
Holding breaths ,
let warmth join in
to let feelings slide in .
-t.f.s.
I'd never quit on what's called passion,
but my heart and mind dedicated to
this manifestation are faded, almost beaten
death's invitation knocks me down, eaten
from my thoughts that's far away home..
What's dead is already lost,
it comes before I gave my source,
no matter how tired my existence
my heart is beating still,
my mind have chosen to stay awake
and see what is real.
-t.f.s.
To Be Loved.
Oh, to be loved is not to sit and talk,
It's not drinking each other's blood,
It is a pure magic- to help and learn,
growing does matter, It's how we born,
this is a way of healing of broken hearts,
that's the true feeling when I see your eyes,
when they sparkle like I've never seen before,
and the pain releases, we prepare for inside-war.
Oh, to be loved is to see through darkness,
Through your path showing the unknown,
It is how to set it free, and we'll no longer
be incapable, separated and not enough.
To be loved is to be "you and me",
to feel it as long as you breathe,
as long as you stay to live.
Growing out of ideas
Is like drinking an empty cup,
Forgetting what is real,
Forgetting how it hurts.
Another motion thrown
In curiousity to burn
pages that never opened.
It is time.. for the other side.
—T.F.S.
Silent thoughts.
Behind the sickness
I'd wish to drown
In your affection
I seek, I draw
the feeling
of death's birth,
a feeling like that
It never regrets.
You stole what I felt
Freedom could step
Into the unknown
Into the farewell,
It never became dark
But just lonely,
not enough.
—T.F.S.
How is it possible for me to remember the simplest movements of hands unknown to me:
They collect the memories slowly, with ease, so as not to drop them
and the words stop the music that I created for myself in silence.
But do they hear my sobbing heart
isolated by mirrored walls?
-t.f.s.
Trap
Tied in a fairytale,
when an episode
stucks its tongue,
dropping you out,
waiting for another
death to slide in.
-t.f.s.
Notes to myself.
Killing the happiness
is like killing an animal
or nature that gives
hundred of lives.
My ideas are illusion
and illusion makes me company
after I lose my confidence.
Whatever I am, whoever I was
is the past that I've re-written.
There's a new flesh bleeding
In my cells in divine,
whatever needs to be finished,
my past will lay in pieces.
-t.f.s.
For another sad human without a realization.
Deadly virus.
In depths of evil,
fingers in the dirt pray
to welcome God's darkness,
to take us upper in the air.
Floating secrets hidden in minds,
mouths covered with mud
to grow a poison so good,
feel the tearing pleasure,
plague is coming to greet us.
-t.f.s.
Horror.
What seems to crawl in, it crawls out
Inside of a demon summoning evil.
Dusty powder flying over the moon
creating darkness of magic in doom.
Dreadful stroke breaks within,
stuck in humanity's disorder
Inside of terrible insanity power.
-t.f.s.
Tunes.
Wherever I see light,
my eyes drown in vain.
Audience swims
in my bloody stains.
Green palettes mixture
in the middle of forest trees,
silence repeats in tunes,
mind's a body killer.
-t.f.s.
Pressure.
Whole deadly dim of glory
flows with dirty air of essence
deeper than thoughts,
surround my chest.
Where are those voices
who scatter our breath,
names falling down,
faces stay the same.
Flashing lights recall,
the depths of spirits
they stroke to dawn.
Losing part of faith,
magnificent gesture
breaks away the silence,
without a cloak,
darkness is dull.
-t.f.s.
Witch.
Blood's boiling
mercy's on my hands.
Casting a spell,
another universe dwells.
-t.f.s.
I find myself in awakening,
time loses it's power to release,
my mind used to be a tower
where no longer It has defeat.
-t.f.s.
Reborn.
Feels so good to be reborn,
my room of art awaits me,
let the sunset shine on me,
let it paint me in warmth.
-t.f.s.
In the dark.
In the dark we open minds
just like a box of fantasy,
I want to take a brain trip
to your imaginary system.
In the dark we open minds,
close intentions,outside's cold,
chasing the shadows you're a hunter,
following your steps, devil's a stalker,
don't come closer, it's dark fantasy.
-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.
Monster.
A storm of madness
inside a dark hole
smashes existence
wearing Devil's name
on It's face.
-t.f.s
