love, poetry, sadness, thoughts

don’t need a ticket to hell

my thoughts were numb in the glass of whisky

my lips were ready to get the taste of it

however, I have to admit it was the fifth

and the situation was getting way too risky.


all I wanted now was to spill it on the paper

and make it look like modern poetry  Continue reading “don’t need a ticket to hell”

poetry, sadness, thoughts

accept yourself

many people ask themselves, when they remain alone just with their thoughts about how would it be to meet their opposite version, which it’s against to all the odds

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long-lost Mona Lisa

the ink seems to have broken into pieces around your eyes

it’s one of those days when you try to answer all the “why-s”,

but, darling, it comes a moment when the ink finally dries

and, for sure, you don’t want to look like a corpse of medium size.

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