As he spoke of life he bristled
A soft rustiness in his voice
Calling you to listen
While challenging you not to
Those who listened seemed pleased
Those who didn’t seemed confused
Both unable to turn away
Captured by the cadence of the moment
Some thought about what he said
Some called him a fool
Yet, all continued to listen
To the sonorous tone of his voice
Some would return
Some would not
It mattered not to him
For he knows
He is an acquired taste
Categories:
rustiness, irony, trust,
Form: Free verse
All alone, on a ground of thorns
Sitting coldly with hollow hands
I taste the rustiness of time
Lonely with a glass of therapy
Holding it calmly with a fake smile
A diamond breathes in my blood
Yet a sharp pin twists in my eyes
Born beautiful, until time has exposed the ugliness in my veins
My deed etches shattered passion
My will torn by the tyranny of weakness
Mist in my path, anesthesia in my scream
My eyes won't rest until my demon is eliminated
He’s here, there, everywhere
Twisting his infernal horns of sins in my sentiments
I arouse him inside me with flames of lust
I beg him to prosper my desire through magnificent satisfaction!
Born as the shadow of sins obscures my spirit
I am the demon, I am the sin, and I am EVE!
Vivo Sadek
Categories:
rustiness, eve,
Form: Free verse
The man with the plastic bug in his head
monopolized my dreams last night
in the place that the horsefly of my dignity
finally surrender to the impresario without a fight.
Seven days and 7 hours transplanted in my memorabilia
reminding the rustiness of the purple child
flatterers danced beneath the clouds of melancholy
and morality spreader the master plan inside my mind.
The disinheritance of my immortality the final day
discouraged my desire to see the forbidden love
restored my will to escape
manipulated the deep of the uncertainty above.
Released from the plastic bug in my head
try to cover my yellow child in the purple sky
laughing,singing,whispering,playing
seven days and seven hours before he dies.
Categories:
rustiness, caregiving, death, father, forgiveness,
Form: Free verse