Happiness is So Fragile

No-one told me how fragile is happiness.

How irreplaceable it was.

None told me how easy it was, to get convicted of a crime so beautiful,

A crime not meant to be one.

I knew my whole life,

From as an infant to this day of much heartbreak,

How lovely everything could be.

And how all could fall apart, so quickly.

I feel as a knife is on my throat.

A knife which only seems to be pressing its body

More and more seriously, as each second passes.

The life I strive to build so miserably

Seems to be slipping out of my hands,

In front of me.

I cannot do anything about it but to write my poetry.

Honestly, it’s driving me crazy.

- November 9th of 2024.

Protect Her

I wake up,

In the dawn of a fateful night.

I am as ferocious as

The thorns of a red rose.

And as pure as

The beautiful white lilies

To all my creations,

For all the innocence!

Protect it,

Protect her.

No matter what,

Protect our Eternal Mother

With force if you must,

With hate if you have to;

But protect her.

Protect the ever beloved

Innocence!

- 24th of November, 2024.

Listen to the Voice of this Woman

Listen to me, my sisters, my friends of taste,

I must confess now and not later.

I am in such fear for us,

For the future and now.

 

Such fear that takes me all over at night,

And the cold sweat that drips to my pillow.

As wind takes an autumn leaf and crumbles it to dust

My fear for us leaves me trembling in distress.

 

Love is only a fear and lust is just a vulnerability.

Men are cruel and not to be trusted.

Listen to one of your own age,

Do trust no-one but yourselves, my girls!

Life is such a nuisance to us, to women!

The fear and hatred that makes us its accomplices,

They take over me, you, and will take her too.

 

The vagabond in our way to pleasure!

- October 8th 2024