Sunday, April 28, 2013

Placebo


Placebo

When we touched the red umbrella,
I felt a divine energy is sweeping through my pores,
Relieving me from my demons;
Waking me from my nightmares;
Fondled my soul's untouched layers;
Dashing my every fear;
Rescuing me from asylum's chains;
Unearthing my deepest Love and passions.

Now, tell the truth that thrives:
Did you felt the same drives?
Or, was it all a fantasy,
A low bow and curtsy;
A cruel imagination
And wicked abstraction;
Was that just refraction in the water?

My Love, then, don't tell me the painful fact,
Lie, but say you felt the same angelic involvement:
And you thought,
Je suis tombé pour lui,
Son énergie positive résonne autour de moi,
Je me sens que ses doigts créent la musique, je n'ai jamais entendu parler avant,
Ses respirations silencieuses prennent la mienne loin.
Nous volons ensemble dans l'espace,
Nous sommes devenus le sauvage vagues de l'océan de l'amour,
Et entouré par un voile de ravissement,
Nous vivons extase delà de ce monde,
Et n'importe quel mot."[i]

Cram me with the untrue,
Yet I'll believe in you:
I'll look to you to be just as Themis;
Pure as Athena and Minerva;
More beautiful than Hathor and Venus;
More innocent than Isis and Pandora;
As Holy as Maria - Stella Maris;
And more sacred than Inana.

My "Frigg", nothing in the Universe I would not do for you,
Look, my heart is bleeding red tears of sorrow,
(Like there is no past and tomorrow,)
Red like the umbrella we lingeringly held for some endless moments.
2013-04-20


[i] The following is the original verses written in English: 'I'm falling for him,
'His positive energy is resonating around me,
'I'm feeling that his fingers are creating music I have never heard before,
'His silent breaths are taking mine away.
'We are flying together in space,
'We have become the untamed waves of the Ocean of Love,
'And surrounded by veil of rapture,
'We are experiencing ecstasy beyond this world,
'And any word.'

Limericks: Oxymoron


Limericks: Oxymoron

Ask the lion to sit on the drum,
Navigate the kite from mountain’s brim,
Test the firearm on a bubblegum,
Cut bread with the edge of ice cream
Happily err in 2+2 sum,
See through open eyes an artificial dream,
Go to trials where losers come,
Touch the prism and vanish the beam
Fail the choir with falsetto hum,
Hire a barber to doubt in bright trim,
Call dead reverend to play numb,
Hide smiles to a confident grim,
Pass the last test and look glum,
Work for max and use vim.

2013-04-27