Two princes, noble born, at break of day,
Set forth at once along an unknown way;
No mortal knew what end their path might claim,
Yet side by side they strode as one in aim.
But when the rising sun first kissed the morn,
One prince beheld the joys of life newborn;
With longing heart he stayed his steps to taste
The fleeting pleasures time does swiftly waste.
......
On the dark and gloomy night
Walking down the lonely trail
As if she was destined to fail.
With no clear destination in her mind
Escaping from something
Maybe it’s from her past.
With all the heartbreaks and scars
She wears her beautiful smile
......
I pray,
Interim hope rewarded
Heaven's e'ry host afforded.
To my merit, deeds comport it.
Save my soul, tortuous-ported.
Humbly holding words, un-courted
Occupants do torment, sordid.
I, though none yield, beg the pardon,
Pyramidal fortune thwarted,
Passion sick, compassion bartered,
......
Talking to you was always a waste of time, you didn't listen at all.
Talking to you was worthless, it was like talking to a brick wall.
I showed you a movie about a young boy who took drugs and then drowned in the swimming pool.
I thought it would scare you into stopping your drug use but you laughed instead, that wasn't cool.
Many years ago when my brother was at your house when we were young,
you used something that made you cough up black stuff out of your lungs.
That should've showed you how bad and dangerous drugs are, it should've been a wake up call.
But you continued to do drugs, talking to you was a dumb idea, it was like talking to a brick wall.
You would use any drug that people would give you if they said it would get you high.
You got your hands on the wrong stuff and your luck ran out, and it caused you to die.
......
For as long as we can remember,
seeking favors of protection,
our kind has buried innocent
people alive: to protect borders.
To project strength. To prevent chaos.
To pray that the gods will not devour
us with their wrath. To honor the dead
and to raise new life from the hidden
......
Two princes, noble born, at break of day,
Set forth at once along an unknown way;
No mortal knew what end their path might claim,
Yet side by side they strode as one in aim.
But when the rising sun first kissed the morn,
One prince beheld the joys of life newborn;
With longing heart he stayed his steps to taste
The fleeting pleasures time does swiftly waste.
......
De zee keerde om.
Niet plotseling,
maar met de trage woede
die alleen de oceaan kent.
Wat begon als een feest-
zeilen snijdend door zout licht,
bemannigen jagend op wind en horizon-
eindigde in stemmen
die stierven onder schreeuwende luchten.
......
The sea turned.
Not suddenly,
but with the slow violence
only the ocean understands.
What began in celebration-
sails cutting through salt light,
crews chasing wind and horizon-
endend in voices lost
beneath screaming skies.
......
How I wish for your touch,
Soft and warm,
Gentler than the breeze,
Lovelier than the sun
Kissing on my bare back
That one blissful afternoon in Bray.
How I’d lay my head down
Upon the undulating sea,
Let it swallow me!
Harsh and swooning,
......
oo
Continue reading