What does the cat purr in your ear?

 

 

 

Dedicated to all angels,

 

 

 

 

 

Mistakes

 

 

Now my life is this,

It is a red box,

Without the trace of a shipper,

While you were taking a rest,

It was delivered to your address,

It is from someone,

They believe you do hate,

It’s wrapped in holiday sales like a striper,

It is the biggest wonder,

The most difficult stunt,

One makes you feel so precious,

They say it is someone,

Who exists only for you,

Exclusively in your mind,

You are a love trespasser,

They don’t understand,

In your dialect of rape sensible jokes,

‘Killing’ means ‘loving’,

Everything is vice versa, 

A palette knife is brought to life,

Black is a useful shade,

‘He reminded me,

 I was lost on my road,

I stormed out and ran away,

 I hadn’t found myself in the corners,

Of victims’ rectangular thoughts,

And triangular hearts on the tray,

He always sought courage,

Courage was what he lacked,

As to the rest he was like all others,

All people lack love,

All people want love the most,

He hoped and he hopes,

Hoping for the worst,

After he took a cab home,

I found myself almost intact,

Myself didn’t differ from others,

It wanted and lacked love’,

Who lives a long puzzled life,

One day becomes a huge puzzle,

Who wants to put it together will fall apart,

A scream will turn into a whisper,

Everything will be downed,

‘One night I loved a woman,

It was my biggest and my worst mistake,

I don’t regret about ‘a woman’,

Simply she wasn’t her,

Our Gods took us for a ride,

 They woke us up and said,

‘You know the most glamorous thing is salvation,

Go and save, my kid,

I’ll be waiting for you and watching,

Don’t ask why I am sad’,

‘Our Gods were making a joke,

Changing seasons is one of them,

There is nothing more glamorous,

Than destruction of others,

Insatiable me and insatiable you,

We are against all others,

Including ourselves’.