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Waiting for Godot

“Hope (Nadezhda)”

“Hope (Nadezhda)”

Birth to Death… Life thou stretched… Stab after Stab… Thrashed Beyond breath… The journey filled with pain… Gains thou once gained… Screams thou stream… Living life… Beams…

Staunch is the smell… Within felt… Withheld… Lungs stop pumping… Heart stomps… Humping… The eyes of perversion… Is gripping all repulsion…

This life so around… Like mirror surrounds… The winds blow against…. This life cries in vain… Death doesn’t arrive…   I hate myself and Strive…

What have so I done… 
What have so I done…

The age old glory… Soul whispers slowly… Don’t die… Don’t die…  My love… Don’t die before you Burn…

One walks in His shadow… Getting calls from the Sparrow… Whaling… Haling… Exhaling… The seeds growing… Thou Narrow… Scars define… Not Shallow…

The days… Of Brothers and Sisters… Father to Ancestors… Digging deep… Inside… Let glory shine… Hope so cries…

Honor… Will… This I life… Honor… Till… This I Die…

Emotions… Emotions… Emotions…

Hope strikes the Notion… The words are in Motion…  Dawn pierced occasion… Stand and Rise… My Love… The message Shouts so clear…

Hope… Hope makes me Rise… Bringing all to life… The moment taking shape… Throwing away so the cape… Brain-Heart together…

Rise… Rise… Rise…

Language broke the barrier… Hope is as the carrier… Brain and Heart together... The times may not be right… Give Life… Hopes support…

We fight…  We fight… We fight…

The sword of Hope swirling… Cloud bursts... Raining…

Hope against Hope… Live… My Heart Snorts…

Hope against Hope… Live… My Heart Snorts…

“Tears… Tears So Pure”

“Tears… Tears So Pure”

The dusk so drawn… Pulling down to dawn… Is it morning or noon… How do I know… I’m so so new… Rolling down the old… Stories off the fold…Tears… Tears so pure…

Touching high… Touching low… The heart felt so pure… Erasing all so the past… Running down the flask… Flask not thou broken… Old flowers have been soaking… The water gone too dull… Smelling like an old skull… Skull full the skills… Used so true to fulfill… Fulfilling the gallows of glory… Lives they live shallowly… 

Is it morning or noon… How do I know… I’m so so new… Rolling down the old… Stories off the fold… Tears… Tears so pure…

Letting go… Makes you grow… None was… Will be so… What’s to happen… Has happened… Will happen… As to happen… None knows… None to know… Ego growling… Times crawling… Men of steel… Man thou steal… Robbing the self… Hurting the shelf… Depressive oppression… Catastrophic the masses… Thou riding their asses… 

Is it morning or noon… How do I know… I’m so so new… Rolling down the old… Stories off the fold… Tears… Tears so pure…

Money sounds funny… Churn out all fun bunny… Robbing stealing the one close… You too Brutus…Heart’s galore… Was money so cunning… None brought it… None would take… The luggage of deeds are at stake… Stocking all up… The world to see… It’s the mirror one has to fleer… 

Is it morning or noon… How do I know… I’m so so new… Rolling down the old… Stories off the fold… Tears… Tears so pure…

Where to go… From where one came… Nothing lasts… Nothing will… These tears so dear… Don’t dry… One fears… So close so numb… Hearts of venom… Stinging the self… Suffering so all… None made it alive… Dying to live… Living to live… The death we live… Killing the self… To beat the death… Death the lover… That never betrays… Living forever… Killing the self… 

Is it morning or noon… How do I know… I’m so so new… Rolling down the old… Stories off the fold… Tears… Tears so pure…