sherazad's Journal
[Most Recent Entries]
[Calendar View]
[Friends]
Below are the 20 most recent journal entries recorded in
sherazad's LiveJournal:
[ << Previous 20 ]
| Sunday, October 18th, 2009 | | 3:33 pm |
In the deep
Thousands blue bubbles while I'm swimming in the deep climb up curious to the surface but I won't follow their path I don't want to know how things will turn out I'm not interested in what people talks about I'm the devil-fish sliding in the kingdom of silence I'm the foetus breathing this warm amniotic peace Please don't repeat again that real life is there I can't believe it is a slalom between pain and fear | | Saturday, October 10th, 2009 | | 3:22 pm |
| | Thursday, September 24th, 2009 | | 9:20 pm |
The pain of living
The pain of living I met. It was a shadow behind the gate, a dog on the chain, a denied smile, the word "why", a cloud still in the sky. | | Saturday, August 29th, 2009 | | 5:37 pm |
Forget the curse
Last night in a dream i flew over you again without bothering your sleep. The wings of my desire drew thinnest arabesques on your peaceful body while i watched the plains, the hills, the valleys of the forbidden land, the most beloved one. Then, in the instant you woke, i gained height again and my paper plane disappeared into the clouds... One day I shall forget the course leading to your land: that is greater and harder than what passes for love. | | Tuesday, August 18th, 2009 | | 5:08 pm |
Rain comes
Earth heaves a sight of relief since sun has ruled for weeks People watch the falling drops like children a Disney movie From arid dust gardens grow of flowers and tender grass Rain plays its theme on roofs leaves and other percussions Shoes accompany the soundtrack with a shuffled squelch squelch Through the air spreads a scent of incredulity and happiness Who knows my distant friend if rain wets your shoulders too If its carnal smell exhaling from asphalt delights you too If walkin in the nocturnal street in the company of your thoughts In a rainbow trapped in a poodle you see too the life you longed for | | Sunday, August 9th, 2009 | | 6:07 pm |
Rollin' heart
Time is the washing-machine: fill with soap-powder, choose program, insert coin. Rollin'heart. Pain gets looser and slowly comes off. Time makes you as good as new. As new? Poor worn out heart, useless faded rag, stray dog soaked to the skin, next wash will reduce you to an empty shell. So please stop suffering. | | Monday, July 27th, 2009 | | 9:24 pm |
Halley's Comet
I will never meet someone like you again, not in this life. When you passed through my sky and let me show some sparkles of you I understood because I own the gift to recognize heavenly bodies radiating light towards inside. I'm not boasting, it is not a great merit: just a fact. Shyness is needed and the attitude to feel deeper sorrow and joy. I have it, you have it and somebody else too. Another sky is waiting for the passage of your comet to wake a love up. | | Tuesday, July 14th, 2009 | | 1:29 am |
Noon in Delphi
How can I tell you this pitiless hour, the shade of blue, the air burning as fire? How if the warm breeze that murmurs an endelss prayer among olive trees has the voice of my mother? | | Wednesday, July 8th, 2009 | | 10:53 pm |
Egean Sea
Not far from shore, where posidonians shake their manes and water turns from emerald to cobalt, there is a place. You can call it Atlantis or "The sailors' Paradise", there are plenty of sirens singing for Ulysses and Popeye. And even when the storm is howling and waves are shit over there is feast, and music, and beer (tasting of salt a bit). I'm not kidding, friend, I don't lie, believe me: take a deep breath, forget everything and come to see! | | Thursday, June 25th, 2009 | | 9:24 pm |
The Angel
In the darkest corner crouched, silent like an inanimate thing, like cold lava burning inside, I'll watch your beauty coming, letting his curly hair down, smiling at the mirror gently, filling this room entirely. I won't bother you while crying for happiness. | | Saturday, June 13th, 2009 | | 6:42 pm |
FLY
The understairs of my mind bred this new theory: my love can fly, it's crazy as you can see. When outside darkness comes and I feel lonely I sit and wait for him flying and meeting me, but even if i wear my evening dress with a crown on my head in the sky my love does not appear and nights turn so sad. For the whoosh of his wings anymore I can't wait, between two alternatives a decision i have to take: give up my madness (but it is like to die) or take my courage in both hands and learn me too to fly. | | Wednesday, June 3rd, 2009 | | 9:41 pm |
Fragments
spoon scarf soap pillow paper pencil he uses when writing his poetry jack jacket joystick bowl book bedsheet that welcomes his body when tired rap rhymes ring chair cookie cap that hides his mane for shyness I don't ask but for a fragment of him It won't empty his life out but will fill mine up | | Thursday, May 21st, 2009 | | 10:05 pm |
Fiction vs Reality
If I knew your language better than I do and I lived there, closer to you, around your heart I would braid a gilded cage of words made and the key I'd throw into the sea so that you may only belong to me. This is not real, this is not true. The only truth is I'm in love with you. But even if I spoke fluently and I could meet you easily foolish words I'd find, a nonsense, or an empty, embarassing silence. Then, of the desire of you I'd die while spying your eyes passing me by. | | Thursday, May 7th, 2009 | | 1:49 pm |
Five senses
Walkin in the dark With your eyes wide Whistlin your favorite tune With your ears closed Livin for few minutes Without movin any muscles Drinking when thirsty To an empty glass To prove to yourself How much life loves you How little you deserve its love | | Tuesday, May 5th, 2009 | | 10:36 pm |
Heart
I grasp brightness Just for a breath Then the pain Clenches round my heart Again Why the sadistic game Of walking without Plungin into the abyss My poor life Is? Hold hard, heart | | Tuesday, April 28th, 2009 | | 9:44 pm |
breath
The unexpected breath of air That blows through your hair Lets himself rape and block among your scent and locks And while you are smiling at his ingenuous tickling he calms down and dies where your loveliness lies | | Monday, April 20th, 2009 | | 2:10 pm |
| | Sunday, April 19th, 2009 | | 2:36 pm |
Enchantment (Director's cut)
I can't sleep my eyes wide for you I'm looking around and outside Swollen with wind is the street With dust The boulevard of your coming back And when you come you arrive Look at the corner in the sky Where your name is written Is carved In the gold of the ring I wear The only name I'm in love with And makes me long for like this Now and when will come back Again The enchantment of you beside me ---- Sharp stones in my shoes while I am walking beneath the frosted the blinding light of your vanishing smile Old people already knows And also sad motel rooms That enchantment for little Lasts And it is never enough I'm sorry if I went wrong I'm sorry if you went wrong If you left, if you didn't Understand The grace of my heart But though it is so hard I'll keep this grace inside Cause will come to me One day That enchantment again | | Thursday, April 16th, 2009 | | 9:12 pm |
| | Wednesday, April 8th, 2009 | | 9:06 pm |
Enchantment
I can't sleep my eyes wide for you I'm looking around and outside Swollen with wind is the street with dust The boulevard of your coming back And when you come you arrive Look at the corner in the sky Where your name is written is carved In the gold of the ring I wore The only name I'm in love with And makes me long for like this Now and when will come back again The enchantment of you beside me |
[ << Previous 20 ]
|