Showing posts with label poesia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poesia. Show all posts

11 Apr 2011

Poetry | Your Own Commander


Your Own Commander

by Nathalie Markoch

something we could call self-importance
won't let us free ourselves from chains
'cause ancient hatred full of anger
still keeps struggling from within

grab some questions, or make some up
willing nonsense to step in
'cause acting like you know it all
blocks all knowledge to be seen

lack of comprehension, empathy and self-esteem
the Source of rotten human preachers
would they ever see what's wrong?
would the rest of us stand strong?

you are your own guideline
you draw your path in life
why let others take the lead?
why please them while keeping silence?

fake intentions, that's all I saw
cruel inventions of facts untold
let us be what we want to be
be your own commander

11 Mar 2011

Poetry | For You, Dear



For You, Dear

by Nathalie Markoch


as you entered the gate
arose silence, now feints
awoke images through pain
no wonder why I left myself be drained

consequences at that time
conquered sorcerers, denied
I wonder how to put aside
the wounded memories of a lifetime




Princess Gaia, no more tears
I need you here, freeze all tears
come, shelter this giant within
all that's left is a broken seed
a withered seed

climbed summits, mountains
but also survived hell
corrupted veins, shaded friends
how could I have been so strong
now sheltered only inside your soul
mine is torn, mine's a void




never sought true perfection
never sought for a higher creation
I just wanted to stay firm
to admire the beauty from within





never asked for admiration
never searched for inspiration
hollow souls what I shall fill
with the thoughts I do make real

no other shall ever dream
about my senses, about my sins
what if we keep silent?
what if I stand still?




cold cruel summers and never hesitated
to remember the lowest, the lamest
everything is part of a story
a part of a lifeline
not some arranged glory

hazel eyes around me.. 
hazel eyes inside me..
hazel eyes embracing from within
Is all I feel, is all I dream
is all I imagine, is all that's real




like how I feel it now
floating through the mist
floating above men's sins
above the in-transcendent mankind's feelings
above the standard human desires
above misery, vainness, and weakness

I love you from beyond this lost soul
that this encounter has lifted to the stars
to finally meet yours





Fotografía:
Daniela Portillo Corzo