the time is there,for we who search the pursued tirelessly,and the pursued to be tired of the pursuing

Tell stories

I wish to pursue,a half remembered dream
with you,
you to hold my hand and I to hug you.
Together tell stories and make them come true,
it doesn't matter how big is this world, as long as I got you.
I wished you to known, how much I need(ed) you,
my love come and save me now.
I really need an angel by my side.

Deep dark night

Deep dark night


Follow you down,beneath the sheats
while you go up,shouting in screams.
While us,we're just playing hide and seek,
deep dark night,devouring our sins.

Let the lust take you by surprise,
loose your breath,choke a little, and die,
Revive your body,your mind is on fire,
burning my love,you burn,fueled with desire,

We fight,scream, and wage wars,
killing each other with slow words,
your voice trembles, as you gasp for air,
your body moves, without despair,

Hearts beat slow and fast at the same time,
we do everything just to survive.

Life is a riddle

Life is a riddle

sometimes a joke at the sickest level,

a battle for courage a war with the world

and yourself.

 A piece of you in reborning death

Eternal thoughts

of what have you become or lost,

a desire to find unity in us.

To feel love,

to feel pain,

yes we do know harm.

Yes we felt years of sorrow,

and experienced that absolute mere        

and joyful state, of being

wanted, liked and loved.

To be hated ,condemned and judged!

To feel the burden

of the entire world on us.

To feel those knife

planted in our backs,

to feel those angels who pulled

them out,

bandaged our souls

and wished us luck & left.

They all are heavy on the soul,

they keep coming back for more and more.

Tears we shed, for the chaos we bred,

 lies told, mischief prevailed!

We all said fuck this world,

said goodbye for sure.

 Now we accept ,the challenges that lay ahead,

 now we embrace, life how it comes ,

and how it end!

We are fighters, and these we are!

dor

da

Angels are sinners on earth part II

Angels are sinners and sinners are angels,

they feed upon us, we are their sextoys!

We try to redeem our souls

by fighting those wars…

The devil laughs .its getting worse.

We look in each other’s eyes

 we see lies.

They burn us inside ,claiming us alive.

They want us to feed from the tree of hate,

taunting us that this is the only way!

In this vast forest of sins and sinners ,

you stand as a martyr at the gates of heaven,

archangels come to your delight

 helping you in your fight,

 to destroy saints, as they come

to invite, you to the table of truce.

Sinners, demons angels in front of you

fall to your knees ,begging someone to stop you!

The war machine starts ,it now or never ,

the sound of death, heals your soul.

Making you stronger,

you fight as alone, no friendless ,no allies,

it is just you and them this is war!

Indifference you shout,

as they beg mercy at your feet

look upon them, you end them swift.

You are a martyr, did no harm,

you cleansed this world, cuz your conscience means more.

Driven by hate later misplaced ,

you felt it was your duty,

that honor you warship.

Nobody understands what it means to a man,

to be chosen the savior of mankind.

Heaven and hell they all collide,

right above this world we call home.

… infecting us.

Martyr I am ,

like a phoenix, I reborn from the ashes,

smile at you all,

now war is on earth ,

and there is no heaven and hell.

Its man vs man.

Engineered to by destructive,

death is us .

and we are the killers.

Angels are sinners

Angels are sinners, and sinners are angels.

Burning with lust they devour their love,

flesh on flesh, they seek refuge in us.

In this world of sins,

forever it’s been…

War rages outside, babe we ignite!

A martyr I am, in this forest of sins,

a soldier that fights, a war within.

Sometimes I lose it, start to scream,

I am losing my sanity,

keep questioning my humanity.

This sadness and feelings that hurt

makes up the tears I shed,

for me, for you, and for the entire world.

The angels start feeding on your soul,

nothing lasts forever you know.

Those gates won't hold the devil no more

lusts of the flesh take control.

Drives you crazy, just go with the flow.

Feathers are light, but they ignite!

You burn that picture ,tribute to the sky.

Baby…now you know, you are alive!.

protected by copyright: Demeter Sts. art 1. lin II , legea nr3/9

"love is what keeps us human" demeter

Femeia

sa cunosti o gramada de femei,sa fii cu ele  caci femeia este o opera de arta in miscare,fiecare femeie are eleganta ei,rafinamentul ei definita prin eleganta gesturile sale,fiecare femeie are acel savoir-faire, si este o placere sa
o ai alaturi,femeia inseamna viata,si nu este drept sa iti traiesti viata?
cat de frumos este sa le apreciezi sa le iubesti sa vezi cat de unice,dinamice,vibranta sunt si cat de mult te fac sa te simti ca traiesti,acel sentiment,senzatie este sufocant,euforic,intoxicant!

dying appeal

Losing touch we adapt to a mere thought,

insecurity leaves us

breathless beneath all.

Peeling off our shadows ,layered in obvious patterns,

secrets are in us…your lies are so beautiful as you are.

Imagine… picture perfect memories haunting us down

tearing apart what is left of us,

hiding amongst words

we don’t dare to act .

Losing our touch

we silence each other with a muffled gun.

Life is short don’t be afraid to act,

what will happen ,remains between us.

Mislead by a path,

I find myself asphyxiated and left,

to be feed upon by dreams..

 that haunt me while I’m awake.

Only resting ,when I am in deep sleep, and then

I am vulnerable to threats.

Never safe ,but hurt again and again,

seeking refuge ,where others don’t dare to stand :

at the limits of sanity-

there ,where,the chaos began!

2012 meet again

same thing,the same old thing.I think she really don't cares,but why I CARE? hmm...why can't I just let loose and say good riddance???

Dishonest words

Dishonest words

No room in here to feel no emotion whatsoever,

never show fear just superficial love,

find another way to talk.

Blend dishonest words with imperfect verbs,

lie beneath your smile ,tell them so much lies…

believe that and look in their eyes.

Don’t worry ,don’t be shy,

don’t see through your heart, use it  just to pump blood.

Go now and have fun.

Arythmic beats.

Arythmic beats.

Distant touches off that…have been

slightly enjoying the sound of arythmic beats.

War is the peace we all need,

waking up among the cold sheets

no body, no warm chills.

Nights spent in despair, breathing cold air,

getting freaked  out,

ready not for another round.

Sometimes hating what we can’t find,

loves wishes left behind.

Transformed in blind

Transformed in blind

No longer in that situation, everything ended

that closely monitored one, no more.

Likewise feel the rejected side

among that love transformed in blind hate,

Indifference doesn’t give me headaches.

It gives me peace inside the emptiness

of my green eyes.

Relieved through the pain obtained,

motifs are insane….

But the game is never owned,

played over and over,becoming used.

Sound of a shadow

Sound of a shadow

Like a shadow.. nobody cares,

just a body walking between walls of concrete,

no one shows a look,

nor makes a sound or move.

They don’t care

why live in this world of despair?

Knowing people who don’t know you,

talking to them…you just lose.

We took a step forward and backwards two,

ignorance a blessing, for others a curse.

Constantly evolving , upgrading to worse!

Where are the humans? Where are they?

Why are we so blind ,why aren’t we kind?

Why can’t we walk and maybe learn how to be friends?,

I know we have differences

we cant put them aside .

Let’s just just try.

Life in two

Life in two

Time makes us distant and cold

no matter what we can’t stop.

Maybe we must adapt or compromise,

maybe we must choose between good or worse,

maybe we want that awesome luck…

maybe we want to show our love.

Maybe I want to have you around,

maybe I want to spend my life

loving a girl who I like.

Let me guide you

Let me guide you

Let me guide you
I am right beside you.
Let your pain show itself
I’m here to help.
Let my voice take
 deep root s inside,
every whisper excites.
Every touch makes us want
more and more…
Come on baby, let’s show the world,
how to make love while doing war.

Every time we meet

Every time we meet

Every time we meet,

I  feel the need

to tell all my good deeds.

 To tell and watch, how you react,

to see you smile and laugh,

to feel you happy and sad,

to be right there and help.

Sitting on the swing,

or out boulevarding…

the most important thing

 that you are my right wing.

Each time  I tell,my heart is beating swell,

each moment together ,I wish for forever,

each second is a pleasure!!!

best of 2011 #1 Demons resistant to light

Crowds of people drag and pull

feelings out of their soul,

 buying guilt selling lies

creating walls of darkness.

No windows .no doors.

not even lather.

We fought battles and still fight   those demons resistant to light.

We create, we destroy ,not adapting to the worst

losing our touch ,we panic and run.

Repeating it over and over again

we are small  ,but we want more,

never in a frank mood always acting

playing puppets.

And we ask and beg g for forgivness.

best of 2011 Dreams of chance

Dreams of chance

Never mind those selfish dreams,

forget about what was  and what would be,

 there is no hope, there is no chance,

let things touch ,let things go.

They are souls and hearts finding their whole

miles away, from mine and yours.

I tried so hard, now is time to let things go

I did that. but they are coming back for more and more.

haunting me destroying my soul.

The End

Days tick and tock

like seconds on the clock.

Close by lurks the end of all,

just tick and tock goes the watch,

just like that we end up in a black fogg.