Sadrain
Resident ghost caracal
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Some of the poems I have written and translated. (So, this is post for poetry? XD)
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Tonight, trough cloud labyrinth,
I will go out directly on the Milky Way
bare footed and unprotected,
because the mask forged for years,
will be a goblet
in which I will carry
live coal from the fire
that will burn forever
from hewed lilac longing to bloom.
Tonight you will easily
find and recognize me
because no one, indeed nobody,
will stand on the Milky Way's ice
barefooted and unprotected
with a blazing mask
as your road sign.
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The mind is broken
and the cage is hare
in loneliness.
Without sense or knowledge
he sits, he whispers and he prays
to holy speechless, maybe empty heavens.
He misses his cage.
The beast without a name
so alien to himself,
so simply worthless,
so worshiping his pains,
his mound, his frames,
so mad and so in love
with madness.
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Posted 09-11-2010, 08:25 AM
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