two years

Sadness does not bother me anymore,

I have no concern for anger.

Frustration is unhelpful,

and anxiety does not help me sleep at night.

I've given up on happiness

and perfected the art of fake smiles.

I've thrown away caution to the skies

and despise unsolicited feelings of joy.

I am bound to my sorrow

like birds that are destined to fly forever.

They shall never know about drowning in the sea

Just like I will never know what it feels
to step across your threshold again, 

The only thing that helps

is knowing

that every single time i close my eyes,

i think of you.

double bed

as i lie awake in my double bed,
holding my fear close
i realise,
just as the bees and the trees
shun each other in the cold winter,
only to become bosom buddies in spring,

even you and i
cannot
break
us.

be free

Rid yourself of the strange thought
that love is meant to last forever.
Forget the absurd nonsense
that love is the cure to an aching soul.
Leave behind the notion
that love will keep you safe from the storm.

Because love provides no relief
from the heat of the desert
or the thirst of the sea.

All love does, at its very best,
is to remind you
that it worth the thousand sorrows.

Yes it is true
that I answer questions with silence.

Yes it is true
that silence is my friend,
just as laughter is my enemy.

Yes it is true
that words of love tend to make me cry,
and tears tend to cure me of hatred.

Yes it is true
that your hand in mine makes me stronger,
and your dreams chase away my nightmares.

But why do we need truth
when we have love?

gentle reminders

when life gives you lemons
you add water and sugar and fizz
to sooth parched throats on a hot summer day.

when life gives you love though,
we tend to add distrust and jealousy,
obsession and possession,
promises and eternity,
and transform it
into an unbelievable mess
of passion and freedom,
of soul, body, and mind.

Let us doubt our minds
and follow our hearts.

At the very least,
we will be together,
when destruction comes.

Tearful promises are meant to be broken

- Fire - 
A little unassuming fact about fire

is that it never burns by itself, in thin air. 

Fire needs motivation, 

just like love needs jealousy. 

Fire needs unyielding forests,

vengeful winds, 

thousand-year old oaks

and defiant human beings, 

to burn that angry blazing flame

and strip everything of its proud eternity. 

Run away, but don't hide.

Take cover, but don't close your eyes.

Just like every fire needs something to destroy,

my love for you will reduce our worlds to ash and dust. 

- Water - 

Your cold kisses on my hot hips

in the dark of a steaming summer night

set my body on fire,

and puts my mind to ice-cold sleep. 

Let us not talk of love.

For how can sinners know

what worship really means?