Endings

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I am not a man of formalities, though I am very pleased to be among you, folks! I greet everyone out there and hope I can be of value to your time, sharing it in quality!!! Here comes the poems:

Endings

It shall come sneaking snaky
From behind comforting curtains
Within the laughter of a new-born baby
Like sing-song of a forgotten tale
Waking from the silence where
Melodies met the other notes
It comes like thieves should move
And it shall fall in oblivion
And from the void of nothing
Where emptiness forge being
We all shall meet time with a knife
Viciously smiling about our endings...

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Of hope…

Shelter you made…
When the other shores
Of thousand oceans
Blurred in stormy eyes

Fire you let burn bridges…
As loving arms tightened
Of caring lost days
Outcast by volition

Denial you endured…
Like mountains on a soul
Of feathery reborn
Yearning for ever-motion

Open-eyed you dreamed…
When sharp things stared
Of demanded realms
Paths already thread

Pillows you left soft…
As hammer leaves anvil
Of another fiery blow
Statues of new-lives

Hands you grab…
Like swallowing last drops
Of pity-given times
Loving eye`s tears

Silence you broke…
When fountains went dry
Of empty-eyed shields
Substitute-lost words

Sense you gave…
As horizon turned to holes
Of unnamed fears
Scrolls held in time

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Yet

I hate life yet not the living
Good person yet a bad being
There are no things to believe
Yet wish searches unbroken

I like you yet not the world
Good lover yet a bad partner
There are no things to change
Yet feelings draw power

I hate myself yet not the reason
Good brain yet a bad attitude
There is so much to tell
Yet words fall prey

I like dreaming yet not the future
Good plans yet bad chances
There are few things to do
Yet hands grab air

I hate sunshine yet not the rain
Good vibes yet bad echoes
There are too many smiles
Yet heart finds hatred

I like freedom yet not the time
Good acts yet bad shortcuts
There is changing everything
Yet old gives warning

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About the afterlife

I hate those who wish
From fear of the animal within
Weakness disguised as virtue
Lies to be worshipped

Supreme Gift they are living for
They imagine life endless
This motivates insects to fly
Which they know not

Pride of conscience they have
Tries to sell me lies
Whatever comforting they are
Better the pain without

They speak about love
For they think they have time
For the Gift fill them with hope
They pity the heathen

Their God is love
The love they don’t have
Hidden backyard of longings
Cannot face death

Their lies spawn illusions
For that Gift make them blind
With endless love on promises built
Walk through the being

They will never understand
The truth of my hate
Through the iron-law of faith
I love only what is able to die

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Axioms of doom

Love failed
I loved
Fail lived
Life id

Game has rules,
rules got no instance,
instance is a convention,
convention is invention
and it is not absolute,
there are no points to
relate to outside, its morph …
rules are empty…
there is not any game…
just chaos

My axiom is dying

Very nice stuff, thank you for sharing it!

Thank you Electric Badger for thy appreciating and kind words:) These poems are my first adds, so it feels very good to know there are others who might appreciate my efforts...it gives me wings!

Thanks for sharing, i enjoyed reading them.

Thanks you folks!