Is this the end?

Is this the end?
And the destiny of this mass of water and rocks was being discussed
On a table of unpolished pine wood
Spoiled by the tear drops of heaven and the passing time

The neighborhood star came to look through the window
Dazing two birds to death and burning the seeds before they’re grown
Dryness was installed
 Maybe the delicate sound of water running will refresh and feed our thirst…

We come and we go
Nobody waits, not even time
Nothing is for sure
Not even one’s existence

He said coldly:
 I shall not be here any longer, I’m running to the centre of the universe
Catching wild stars and drinking dark holes
Freedom is the last thing to last in the end of the world

He penetrated my mind as he kept whispering 

His rarefied thoughts shone
He kept discoursing enthusiastically to the walls
But I couldn’t forgive his slashing attack
My heart raced in a volcanic pace

This is the last time to make an action out of a thought
I ran away, as far as I could
And lay down in the floor, looking at nothing
It’s all we know, anyway

He was there, catching stars with his eyes
Waiting to grab them in his bare hands
I watched passionately his moves
It soothed my mind

I want to be sedated
To live in an illusion
Different from this one

He faded away
He was closer than ever to the end of it all
Still I could feel his presence
But I kept walking alone…

Blinded with beauty

He was sipping
Dark hues of blood
Gelid as ice
And her livid hand raised for a last wave

This is the world we live in
Grey and sad
Red and bloody
Most part of the times

There are new shades though
When black raises a few octaves
Almost reaching the white
Then light shall transform it into a brand new feeling

Some preach against the new colours
They want to see in black and white
What a silliness!
They were caught by the comfortable state of ignorance

He kept rambling
Trying to reach the ephemeral rainbow
So many shades
A symphony of colours and strong feelings

He wanted to free himself from ill feelings
As he climbed up the hill
The acute sounds flew all over, like lost butterflies
Why would they be in such place?

Is there a right way
when there is so much to see?
He tried to fade away the colours
the fake ways would perish
But they refused to fade

He climbed up the hill
He saw her hand waving
The right way was found
Life has been restored

The two could see with clear lens
as if they were in the outer space
They were blinded with beauty and complexness
And they fade away…

Where are you dark angel?

Where are you dark angel?
You’ve promised me a new sky
Where the horizon is reachable and the skies are white
And I thought that light would finally come

Forsaken and lost
The sun laughed at me
I envied its glow and looked down
Earth was trying to swallow me to the ground

The power within me has made me understand that we’re strength ourselves
Once we get to know what we’re made off, we can do everything
Though I just can’t see myself in a mirror
Who am I?

I shall not let them bury me alive
Because I have to dig my own grave, before the final day comes
Each day is a new step
And when I’m gone my prints will be on the floor for others to know
The way I have followed

I don’t regret the craziest things I’ve done
When my spirit was free
And days seemed warmer and brighter
Consciousness has brought the dawn
The after night time for reflection

I wish to get lost again
In a delirious dream
So pleasant and natural
As life should be…

And after all I’m standing here
I can’t see you, I can’t smell you…
It’s cold and dark
The mountain is hard to climb

It’s time to wake up
To rise and stop falling for the same mistakes
Over and over again
How much will I have to wait?