God and the Devil need us.
This enormous white square is taunting me
daring me to fill its pristine quadrangular
to soil its surface with words
Send the written into a non-existing world
the grand illusion called the internet was life
loses meaning when the computer is turned off
A place so bleak, the ultimate nothingness
No god or devil will dare to intrude lest deities
Will lose its sense of reality.
To know there is no heaven or a fiery hell and
no promise of renewal betrayed on the altar
of the last lie.
The stupid humanity created war to fill alive a cause
to die for to give meaning to a pathetic life.
Is a dream a virtue of remembrance, or is it a gift?
from the gods
Filling space
This enormous white square is taunting me
daring me to fill its pristine quadrangular
with words to soil its surface and after the dead
send it back to the great non-existing world
Illusion called the internet where life has no
meaning the moment the computer is off.
A place so bleak it is the ultimate nothingness
No god or devil would intrude here lest they
Lose sanity and free them from nil and
Know there is no hell or heaven the promise
Betrayed on the altar of the last lie,
Oh, stupid humanity they have to create wars
Something to dies for to give pathetic life
A meaning dying for a meaningless cause this
Is the dream of virtue of remembrance, but
It is the only gift god, and the devil can give
Before night falls.
Super Sonic Sonnet
Complete are my lover’s thoughts in dark brier
With airs of aristocracy’s sweet critique
Her mind takes flight, a supersonic liar
Smiles warmth wears deceit like a prize unique
What grows outside your lovely courtyard facade?
Quadrangular, fortified thick gray walls
Hubris, incongruous, flourishing macabre
Infamous fragile beauty flaws, that’s all
Speeding to the grave, your love is there, dead
Daughters take the splendor, learn mother’s ways
Build other fortresses, stronger, to life’s dread
Days go by, to ponder the doomed accolades
Destinations for lovers and daughters pass
Become the past without wealth that never lasts
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