Puzzles
Do you know how a telephone sounds?
In a house that feels alone,
Like threatening silence,
Like a deadly message from
another world,
Like something that would go
wrong,
I turned the place upside down,
Trying to find the telephone
voice,
An irritating and frightening
sound,
I was very fast,
I couldn’t locate the source,
There was still the cat,
I had drawn on the wall,
It had a human face,
It was the way I used to see
beasts,
‘Where are you?’ I cried,
I was angry,
I was obsessed,
There wasn’t a beam of light,
When everything went dark,
I was stroking the cold wall,
What happened next?
I don’t remember,
I guess I continued to live
and to love,
I’m still alive,
I’m still in love with a
ghost,
If those bastards have left me
to live,
Then the angel of death will
too,
It will fly by ignoring me,
Mocking me,
As if death was never true,
‘Now you know my story',
‘Nobody still doesn’t know the end',
‘The only thing I know,
It is the deadliest sin,
It is the death penalty
verdict,
Living my death without hers,
I am afraid of living forever,
I don’t know why,
When it’s spring evening,
The sky and the stars feel
pretty,
A gentle breeze touches my
face,
Why do I want to cry?
I bury yesterday every
morning,
I celebrate that it’s finally
gone,
It’s gone forever,
It feeds my hope that every
second I die,
Why do I want to cry?’
‘You have a mazed mind,
Wonder thoughts hide in its
darkness,
When we live long puzzled
lives,
One day we turn into puzzles,
It is the most familiar
feeling,
You want to say something,
Instead you say something
else,
Why do we shed tears?
There is so much pain, suffering,
grief,
The Earth was created this
way,
We shouldn’t feel very sorry
when it’s our turn to leave’.
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