XXLove letters

 

 

When we are in pain, we are the best critics of ourselves,

 

 

I contradict fairy tales and magic,

They challenge me,

I accept,

I write what I see around,

Ragged heroes, aged dresses,

What I feel next to my heart,

 

It’s the world where we live,

I hate its monotonous sound,

When Genevieve tears her stockings,

She bursts into tears and pointless cries,

In accusations and heartless complaints,

She says ‘Eternity can’t be found’,

 

Genevieve still lives next door,

Worn by constant use she tries to look like a child,

Nobody has so far solved the mystery of fate,

By dealing with things having limited life span,

By measuring pain in runs in silk stockings,

By taking a good care of a bedside bank account,  

 

If the curtain keeps rising and falling,

Then people will be reborn,

 One day they will fall in love,

Next day will find them quietly crying,

 So that nobody hears,

Repeating the same mistakes is very human,

It’s sadomasochistic crave,

 

A much promising appetizer,

A controversial dessert named ambiguous happy end,

Love is a need, a human right,

Love is a crime committed inside me,

Like a criminal I’m interrogated for being tender,

For being cruel,

For being terribly terrified,

 

Actors come and go,

So nobody gets bored,

Scenery is worn-out,

Any day it will be changed,

A new script will be written,

Waiting to be burnt in candlelight of reason,

Ideas are minced and mingled,

Caught in a whirlpool of thought,

 

Ancient Greeks wrote all scripts,

We only play variations,

Themes always repeat,

Love, hate, jealousy, envy,

Generosity, sacrifice, feat,

We build great walls brick by brick,

We remanufacture idols,

 

What was before Ancient Greece,

The earth was like a pancake,

The people that simply lived not thinking about fate,

They came and went like actors,

Wearing faces masks they had never read the script,

No curtain, no stage, no seats,

They had never met a mysterious usher,

It was real-time entertainment.

 

 

P.S. Always stay addictive.