lundi 27 août 2012

Fake

Fake love
Fake orgasm
Fake beauty
Fake organs
We buy perfection
We’re truth free
Domination
Pleasure in pain
Money seduction
We’re going insane
The girl in a man’s bed
is in love with his car
Her heart is underfed
With just drinks in a bar
* * * * * * * *
Youth sink
In deep filth
And still have
Virgin hearts
Drunken and yet drink,
messing
And throwing darts..
Please think
and re-think!
Stop your run-away
And be REAL
Be REAL
Even for one time!
Your true face must
Appear
Find a heart who
Would be near
and lOVE it
LOVE it
more than a time…

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August 27, 2012


mardi 7 août 2012

Death Shadows


Death Shadows

She’s sitting in the dark
Playing an old song
Making the piano
Cry all day long
She is in love
with his murder face
The mysterious shadow
Is he real or fake?
Come take her soul
Send her free
Release her
She no longer feels
The game of shadows
With sad souls
Light a candle
And see the death’s dawn
She dies everyday
And bleeds over the piano
She no longer loves
Hear her soprano!
She’s sitting in the dark
Playing an old song
Making the piano
Cry all day long
She sees her death shadow
And evil faces
Between the pages
Of a fairytale
Inside her eyes
Her own fairytale
Where fairies die
And  Beauty
And  Beauty
’d never kissed the beast...

Rahma Sghaier
August 7th, 2012