Little yellow spider
OH! You creepy old memory
inside me.
Terribly destroyed and forgotten
by years.
But don't misunderstand my tears.
I've been a wiser man
since then.
A better lover,
a better brother.
I would kill myself if I forget you,
or all your lessons.
Remember I thought you mean,
but all the things I know,
I owe them to the most omniscient king.
And don't bother,
to write me
father.
.........................................
Tale of a Dead Living
OH! How charm and beautiful,
death sometimes seems.
All the unknown,
the dark, waiting to be discover.
It is like turning on a light,
and see,
a crystal bright palace above you.
OH! How I love being mortal,
knowing I'm able to die,
knowing that,
this brown eyes soon will not see.
But, later after,
I will see myself, looking up,
that great crystal palace above me.
OH! How lovely and terrible
is to be dead!
But not yet.
.............................................
Carpe Diem
Kiss me now,
that you have time.
Love me now,
because soon it will be late.
Make me laugh,
and you will see my very last smile.
Hurt me,
because tomorrow the pain will be gone.
Stay with me right now,
because tomorrow you will be alone.
Make me cry,
because later you cannot try.
But tomorrow, remember me,
with no sorrow,
and look up,
and in the sky,
you will see my smile.
..................................................
It's not my originality that
makes me a quite good writer,
it's my feelings.
.......................................................
Death is so obvious for the ones
that do not fear her.
Just think of death as a very old friend,
that needs you to join her to a trip
through the eternity.
OH! You creepy old memory
inside me.
Terribly destroyed and forgotten
by years.
But don't misunderstand my tears.
I've been a wiser man
since then.
A better lover,
a better brother.
I would kill myself if I forget you,
or all your lessons.
Remember I thought you mean,
but all the things I know,
I owe them to the most omniscient king.
And don't bother,
to write me
father.
.........................................
Tale of a Dead Living
OH! How charm and beautiful,
death sometimes seems.
All the unknown,
the dark, waiting to be discover.
It is like turning on a light,
and see,
a crystal bright palace above you.
OH! How I love being mortal,
knowing I'm able to die,
knowing that,
this brown eyes soon will not see.
But, later after,
I will see myself, looking up,
that great crystal palace above me.
OH! How lovely and terrible
is to be dead!
But not yet.
.............................................
Carpe Diem
Kiss me now,
that you have time.
Love me now,
because soon it will be late.
Make me laugh,
and you will see my very last smile.
Hurt me,
because tomorrow the pain will be gone.
Stay with me right now,
because tomorrow you will be alone.
Make me cry,
because later you cannot try.
But tomorrow, remember me,
with no sorrow,
and look up,
and in the sky,
you will see my smile.
..................................................
It's not my originality that
makes me a quite good writer,
it's my feelings.
.......................................................
Death is so obvious for the ones
that do not fear her.
Just think of death as a very old friend,
that needs you to join her to a trip
through the eternity.
