These poems are demonstrating the cancers of humanity such as politically engaged opinions. Beware some poems can be aggressive, my thoughts sometimes go over the bounds of morality.
Please note my poems are not autobiographic. I write about those things because I think that this is part of reality, things like this happen, and no matter how harsh and disgusting this may be, it still happens into our society.
In a Box
Carnival Tourniquet
Come Lil Girl
Hooker In a Box
Sharing with Ecstasy
Trajectory Locked
Call me Daddy
United We Stand
How it Works
Six cardboard faces crafted together,
covered with love and affection.
Nothing exists
out of those six walls.
Everything is me. In my box..
There is no holes for me to breath,
Just a ribbon to keep me dream.
I am a virgin of all things
as nothing else matters.
I do not run, I do onto hide, my
only world has no Masquerade, I live
in a box. I live Apart.
I am alive - am I ?
I am supreme, precious and rare,
I never faced
I am better off alone and believing in me
Than care for those who judge as they breathe.
Tourniquet night in this
Carnival ride,
Everyone hates
For it’s playing games
You walk by those deformed faces
You’ve seen too many times
You don’t know anything about them
Yet they know you too well -
Venice’s dance keeps spinning round.
You can’t guess if they cry or smile
When their masks turn on the law you abide
On the person you fake when they are aside.
It seems like a dream, it seems like a lie
Whoever they are they are not on your side
Their faces digging, they all read the same
Different Unlikely
Between the lines of fate.
You can’t figure if it’s part of the game
Or if this life is always a human-plague.
What hand is to grab ? What end is to take ?
Do you think it would have been different
If you wouldn’t have been the same ?
Would you be one of them to make the trade ?
Somewhere in the crowd, masks have fell
For those whom dare not letting you fail yourself.
Flowers will hide some of your bruises
When dresses’ colours will be spinning for you.
Catch the ribbon dancing for you
It will be the link between me and you.
Don’t let go your end, I’ll hold on mine too.
Come lil girl
Come into my arm
My daughter, my life.
Come lil girl
My daughter, my love
Your skin is so soft
And your hair smell so nice
Please come closer
Daddy will make you no harm.
Come lil girl
My daughter, all mine
We can play doctor
For a little while
If you promise me
Not to tell mommy –
Just a secret between you and me.
Come lil girl
My daughter, My baby
I know how much you love your daddy
And if you love your daddy
You want him to be very happy.
Can you touch daddy here
And tell me what you feel
Or how hard it is ?
Come lil girl
My daughter, My blood
Please don’t be scared
It is just a game.
If you put the hard in your mouth
Daddy will be very happy
And if you let daddy in
I’ll give you lots of candies.
But remember my dear -
If you don’t want to be
Sent to another country
This secret stays
Between you and me.
I'm an unanimated angel
Fallen from society's shelf
Hanging onto the late streets.
It's the last string holding me
From falling on to the ground.
Please put back in box when gone
After all I'm just a doll.
Instant sexual pleasure
Ready for its consumption
Sold under its former blister :
13 centimetres of fake leather
And couple of black feathers.
Please put back in box when done.
After all I'm just a doll
I'm only here to please them all.
A cheap perfume for a cheap ass
And 15 minutes fucking against a wall
In a dark corner of a parking lot
Smelling piss and vomited alcohol
15 minutes without a moan.
Please put back in box when done.
After all I'm just a doll
I'm only here to please them all
I don't care at all anymore.
Make up prints left on his collar
A little souvenir for his wife to wash
The end of the world for his child
A broken home through lawyer's war
And I don't even remember who you are
Just another few dollars.
Please put back in box when done.
After all I'm just a doll
I'm only here to please them all
I don't care at all anymore
Yes, I've been loved
Yes, I used to love
But stop those questions
I'm only a whore.
Another open door on the ceiling
Once again we broke the lock
On the shattered mirror of our sins
Cracking of shame for the obscene
And another world starts to spin
Around the edge of your pupils
A tear too heavy for the ashtray
Wets the memories and the taste
Of black and white pictures
Rolled and consumed
Until their very end
This silence is astounding
Another pill and you close the door
Then turn back to shelter in me
Too tired to run after nothing
Your heart slides down your arm
Suffocates and spreads on the floor
Giving birth to an aborted breath
Escaping through your lips
Melting away my steel dreams
In the poison of your kisses
I swallow tasting cocaine
Intoxicated by the glow
Of your soul’s reflecting
In an ice cube escaping
From the Champagne bucket
This coldness is burning me
Another pain inflicted
Through a needle hammering
The last veins you can feel
As an extreme morphine
So you feel the adrenaline
Of the trip we’re living in
And you don’t feel anything
As I walk on the wet floor
Puddle of your vital liquid
Walking on the last pieces
Of what used to be
The organ of your living
I don’t know how to swim
I can’t feel anything
I’m too busy trying
To finally reach -
We are nothing
This is just a dream
Just a dream…
I’m flirting with
That I’m sharing
With Ecstasy
Destroy your enemies
To get to Level 2
Sky high metal vulture are seeking
For civilian’s fresh flesh bleeding
A confident and blind patriotic heart
Carefully wrapped in cellophane
Yet the lunch box in on the ground
Scanning areas
A red zone blinking on the flying board
Overflowed by a crimson veil decease
Drying the veins of a late town
No longer wanted on the map
By steel birds remaining high
Trajectory locked +
Push Ctrl to Shoot
Another crater in a child head
Lacking a brain laying three feet away
In the name of the two fallen
Wannabe Gods sharing the river
Of an innocent blood tainted with oil
Target reached
Push any key for next level
The first time I hold you tight on my chest
Eyes half open from your long way
You squeezed my forefinger in your hand
Your babblings to me irradiate my day
With a broad smile I would never forget.
I hope you understood
Back then
You became
The only one
That deserved
My I love you.
Can't forget your pretty face
Porcelain doll twisting my despair
I'm prisoner of blond waves of your hair
I miss you everyday
And I remember a time
We had a future to share
A time you were so fragile
I spent my nights awake by your side
With a bottle in my hand
Just as if I knew it would have to end
Someday
Because I needed to realize
Your smooth skin would crack
If I'd kiss your tiny cheek goodnight
Thus I kissed you goodbye.
You may not know who I am
But I'm not what your mother says.
I often come watching you
Sitting at busy small-sized tables
With other kids who's dads never left.
I am only allowed to see you twice a year
For Christmas and for your birthday
It's never enough to show you I care
So you don't hate me for not being there
When you'll be in age to understand.
You give me a drawing without knowing
I've already seen it while being done
I see you and your multicolour hands
Every time I glance around;
Another to hang on my wall
When I am home and all alone
Just so I know that you are here
Just so I know you miss me near.
But when the sparkle of your brown eyes
Drags you out from your drawing
And makes you look at the window
Wishing that you will see me there
You lose your smile as I am hiding
It must be nothing but your dream
If one day you ever want me to be
What I wish you would have called me
"Daddy"
Pregnant of street's lights
Snow-Flake ideas
Taught me how to live
Synthetically real
In this square-planed society
In which we refuse to fit
Full of self-proclaimed values
Your parents prevented
While mine just bleached them
Away in the sink.
I took your hand
Cause two are better than one
So together we could
Start owning our own
Freedom of being
And nobody else's
Even if in the beginning
It was like beating puddles
And the only ones hurt
Were you and me.
United we stand,
Isn't it ironic ?
You squeeze my hand hard
I remind what it is
To crave for a name
That means something
We no longer want to be
Witnesses standing
Waiting for the release.
Hold me
If there's a dream to reach
I'll make you stand still
We'll live in the other level
Crossed over material things
Not the illusion to exist
But being victims
Of the dependence it brings.
Un-released.
We are ready to be
More exposed in this trap
That we've ever been.
We'll never get over it
Fully
Yet United we stand.
To exist.
For someone else
Than you and me.
To Exist...
We do exist
By knowing
We're not real.
We're united.
You hand’s shadow is already hurting
And I hear my bones breaking.
A tear crosses my face as a release
Yet leave the trail of a weakness I never meant.
I hate you when you think you own me
Just to reassure your male pride
As if again I was just a prize
To prove a “man” is all you can be.
Your fun is no longer mine
Chased by the storm you have inside.
I know how this story ends.
Your selfishness will drag me to our bed
Down on my knees as a slave.
I know you will rise your hand upon me again
And beat me down until the end.
See how it works with a bottle of Rhum.