Midnight Love

Hold me like it will be for the very last time Hold me like I will escape for any second, any minute, any hour, any day, any month, any year or any decade.   Hold me like it’s too late.   Hold me until the darkness changes into the beautiful light that appears Hold me

Just Look At Me

Raincoats aren’t there to protect us Thousands of cars are crashing into the many dangerous ditches from the risky roads.   Thousands of hearts that keep bleeding Thousands of shards Thousands of scars Thousands of shreds.   When will this world create her mercy for us? I don’t know   But just look at me..

Last Kiss, I Miss..

This cold coffee; the taste so bitter and unpleasant   Like your lips for a hurting and very last kiss against my cheek..

I’m So Sorry

I placed a rose behind your ear you screamed like the thorns so hoarse; they’re  so coarse with wounding your skin   I’m so sorry about the burning flames in your hair the dangerous sea of fire didn’t seemed to care   The spilling blood was meant to be warm but her coldness and her

Our Love Is Strong

Your shirt clinging against mine Your heartbeat throbbing in your chest its ribcage with her skin is moving up and down in speed or rest  moving in synch.   Do I have something to think about; Our love, When it’s the precious  speechlessness that’s  sounding aloud?

Won’t You Leave Me

The last sparkle of warmth in my skin, my throbbing heart; the very last sound beating in my chest, within. . The very last trickle of warm blood that is spilled on my plain white T-Shirt. .. Don’t you see Still; My body is longing for you and your presence. But please, Won’t you leave

17

Cold breeze in my hair, A renovation of a new year; Of life. 17.. . New experiences, new chances. A year, just like a new pair of shoes; They shine and glisten. 17.. . And I, I let my last precious years watching me in the save distance, For difficult times when I need those

Audrey Hepburn

Why should I dream in black and white, When I also can live in a world full of life and colors tonight? . Through Oxford Street, the breeze in the autumn trees.. . I miss Arnhem, I miss Amsterdam. I miss Belgium where I came from. . But tell me; why l should I dream

Alcohol In My Wounds

I choke on my own bloodied saliva, found blood on my carpet and the splintering wood underneath. . The rough and horrible thunderstorms are lurking against my fragile windows. . In this time of fright, Alcohol is my only need.. . The candle lights fell down onto the ground; Yes I feel their fire burning

The Common Linnets

A sore glass of wine, I’d rather fall into unconsciousness; for about thousand times than instead to know the reality; I can’t be here without you, I can’t be me, without you; I’m less. Without you I’m not fine.. . The love whom I saw; it shined, in the eyes of you; my real love,