Pygmalion And Galatea

Your sight was poignantly penetrating
me within. Your blue eyes were even more
bittersweet in that opaque singleness, our
touch was like a sadness piano song. I did
not know when you really wanted to exist
for yourself while pretending to be existent. I
kissed you and you thought that it was only a
kiss, but I wanted to swallow your silence and
to blow into the air your defense. You were
dying inside of you. You loved me in this
secret room of ours. We could understand our
existence. That room kept us hidden from
the whole world for a second. In our
dream, we became free. We tried to free
our mind and our souls, but our dream couldn't
generate any idea. We made love for no
other reason but to love each other. I
became a milky white ivory Galatea of
yours.You made me your woman for
that sense of belonging. I needed that, I

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Shadow Of life

I am a victim and you know that I know this.
Je suis une victime et vous savez que je le sais.

You say that you love me,
but the words lose their meaning,
when they are passed through the filter
of reason and truth.
Vous dites que vous m'aimez
mais les mots perdent leur sens
quand ils sont passés par le filtre
de la raison et la vérité.

I would have wished you to be the man of my dreams
or at least I would have preferred that
our seemingly love to be
rather an illusion of reality
than a reality of illusion
J'aurais voulu que vous soyez l'homme de mes rêves
ou au moins j 'aurais préféré
notre amour apparemment être

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Perpetuum mobile

...In our waters of sadness
I laid myself on an illusory island of hope.
On the illusory island of hope
I was marooned, without your love.
Your love died haunting
My shadow of dream.
My shadow of dream echoed your laughter.
Your laughter was a falling curtain
Over my stage of feelings at nightfall.
My stage of feelings
Has deprived itself of any awareness light.
The awareness light was hidden
In a contractile shadowy pink sunset
Of our passionate relation.
Our passionate relation
Cracked its internal walls of faith.
The internal walls released the scream
In our waters of sadness.
In our waters of sadness
I lived on a meandering island of thoughts

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The poet and poetess

(a poetical exercise with Menime Soul)

The poet:

Oh..is it just a strange illusion..?
I feel love knocking on my door.
I know..and this is my confession..
I always loved you from my core.

The poetess:

My love is like a darkness fire
It's like a subconscious dream
It burns to kill any desire
Even you hate me and you scream

But I'll make you be completely mine
And you will feel so much alive
And when in dawn the sun will shine
you'll be yourself and you'll survive.

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A pulse in the eternal mind-Anagram Poem

Inhumane lisper talented.
Hell! I am a superintendent
Inane, up hell’s terminated
Headier, small, unpenitent.

Shut inane, an ill tempered
Leaden lush, I’m a pertinent
Humane perils in talented
Ill-natured, shape eminent

Inhumane let and reptiles
Help! I’m a sunnier talented
Inhumane talented perils
Neat hills, I am unrepented

Humane and silent reptile
Handle in sleepier mutant
Underneath ailments pile
An idle, supereminent halt

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In the chain of being

Me and you
Breathing
In the chain of being

Being recharged under the rainbow
Burying its blue
In the blue liquid of the sea

Which is in fact a big mirror
Reflecting our images backwards
Left to right
(They never reverse left and right)

When our thoughts nervously break down
(They are still alive)
Especially when they become so blue
In the salty liquid of tears
They slowly start to become blue-green algae
In the salty liquid of sea

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An Impossible Math

In this trigonometric love equation
You're my arcsin,
You're my special angle,
Secretly placed
In that unit circle of feelings.
You may arrange my major arcs and diameters
Inside of it
Perfectly triangular,
Love will always have
The same ratio pi.

Our equation of love
Is seemingly incompatible.
It has philosophical numbers becoming
Common geometric shapes
Of love itself
Like hidden spheres
In triangles,
But in real terms of graphing
Our parallel lines of life

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Irises, a painting by Vincent van Gogh (Ekphrastic Poetry)

There is an explosion of green life in the light,
This life extrapolates all its emerald green.
This life needs its eternity to be as tight
And as deep as an icy queen needs her own sheen.

And all the colors of the rainbow may be seen
In different amounts to the different shades.
Blue iris is placed in a complex world of green.
Into the flowers’ bed, these flowers are like spades.

They need to reassure, as Pantone may suggest,
This world of mystery, which no longer excites.
With pale neutral yellow tongs, they're in great request,
With neutral yellow thoughts, they please the Queen of White.

Alongside darker colors, neutral things sustain
The balance of thoughts serving as background to pray.
The warm cadmium yellow may exigently drain

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The Meaning Of Our Love (Villanelle)

Maybe we cou'dn't understand the meanin' of our love or so,
Maybe we cou'dn't find each other in our world of two and
Love itself ceased to be, 'cause it had no sense o' self to glow.

Or maybe love made sense for both of us, but we didn't let it flow,
E'en we could let it flow, but we didn't give it a chance, thinkin' that
Maybe we cou'dn't understand the meanin' of our love or so.

Maybe the senses of our love were intermingled and we didn't know,
But we knew it, when we touched our angry bodies, we knew that
Love itself ceased to be, 'cause it had no sense o' self to glow.

Then, we could find our madness o' love as a big bubble growin' to blow,
A kind of madness that makes you be a drinker of your own delusions and
Maybe we cou'dn't understand the meanin' of our love or so.

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In the same space (Concrete poetry) ^^^^^^^^

(These two poems are conceived for making one poem, belonging to concrete poetry.
The shape is ''two-in-one''.It's my version.)

Nothing ever happens.......................in the city.
A man is beaten and robbed..............on the street
But passers go further........................nothing had happened
And marathon runners are silent........beside parking cars,
So hard on themselves, .....................in a race against time.
Close-circuit cameras.........................in subway stations
Show the same video........................on the screens.
The walls are closing in......................painted in the same colors.
The air smells......................................of fear, anxiety, and simplicity.
The willow trees grows.......................until they are looking so green
Nothing happens for a long time........until it is all too late..
Nothing ever happens.........................if we don't make it happen.
But it happened that
We felt in love each other....................in the same space
And our love is growing.......................every day,
Our unconditional love
Making us a whole.............................. for true happiness,

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