FRUIT TREE

Fame is but a fruit tree

So very unsound.

It can never flourish

Till its stock is in the ground.

So men of fame

Can never find a way
Till time has flown
Far from their dying day.

Forgotten while you're here

Remembered for a while

A much updated ruin

From a much outdated style

Life is but a memory

Happened long ago.

Theatre full of sadness

For a long forgotten show.

seems so easy

Just to let it go on by

Till you stop and wonder

Why you never wondered why.

Copyright © Nick Drake

INSURGENTES (MOONCHILD'S VERSION)

Sometimes you just feel time passes and your life is just ... full of sadness and awful feelings
it seems like nobody cares and like if you dont deserve to live or even die...
is like...
Nowadays i have realized of how lost we are ... and where are we going...
i feel rejected.... ugly.... useless... insignificant.... paranoic and sad...
i feel anger all the time.... i feel sadness.... i just want to die sometimes.
No matter how many people say to me that hope lives and there is always a light.... i will not believe them... coz the only thing i need now... is a new lifestyle .... i need..... caring and a bit of joy
i feel betrayed..
i feel lost
i feel ugly
i feel awful
i feel lonely
i feel bad
i feel sick
i feel fool
i feel stupid
i feel hell
i feel numb
i feel uncomfortable

i feel unhappy
i feel sour
i feel cold
i feel useless

i feel dead
i feel shit

i feel dry

i feel high
i feel dust
i feel like an INSURGENTE!

Holy Mother of the simple one,

When you smile at me you bring me down,

You betray your thoughts.

All your prayers too low.

Now out of debt, you speak in tongues,

And out of bread, your work is done

And your dream, absolve.

And your path, dissolve.

Copyright © 2009 Steven Wilson

"..Even after all this time the sun never says to the Earth, "You owe me." Look what happens with a love like that. It lights up the whole sky...."

Hafiz

a persian poet

SHADOWS

When darkness and shadows cover me is where a completely state of depression and anxiety comes to me.
When a big and black spot covers me is where I feel just sad and empty…
Everything feels like if someone was attacking me and I feel powerless with no straight at all. I just feel over and numb.
And the worst thing is that when I feel like that, my illusions and desires of everything break down.
Then, I feel in a black hole with no exit and there is where I would like to be in another kind of reality eventhough it doesn’t exist.
It’s hard to say it and accept it but that’s the way things are
But as one human being said once: “ after the storm comes the rainbow”. I’ll try to live with that.
I feel a very huge empty inside of me… something is missing .
The only thing that I keep asking and I’m sure I’ll never know it is this: WHY?
I’m sure that there’s a reason, a rational and logical reason to respond all those things but the problem is that I just cant find that reason and maybe that’s because just time has the answer and soon I’ll know it or it might be possible that I have that answer in front of my eyes and because of my weakness and human condition I cant see it.
Or maybe everyone feels just like me and I just don’t notice that… at last who knows?.—it could be a sign or just a period of strong feelings; afterall while I feel and experience all those things, god is laughing, people are smiling and others are dying or suffering .............................and the world ……..goes on.

NONESENSE

Nobody is the same
Nobody fells the same
Nobody thinks the same
And I feel like a black spot among colours.
I wonder: Why am I a Roman among Vikings?
Maybe there’s a reason
But as time passes I’ll remain hidden inside… looking outside.
And I don’t know what to do.
And I think if life has any reason to be
And I wonder if all things that happen have sense.
And everyone is high
And I wonder… “Who are you?”

BLACK QUEEN

A place far away from hope,
Where dreams are like light in a blackhole.
Among all those things I can imagine all I want but they’re just ideas.
A Black and big shadow of ignorance, violence, ambition, greed and hate is covering everything, like a building falling down.
If you walk beyond the gray and dark meadows you might find a pure, virgin place;
Far away from the opression, injustice and violence where maybe freedom and peace can be found and maybe a place where not even the King could find.
Faith and hope are lost, drawn by the Black wave of the shadows.
This place was pure, and free until the invasion came long time ago… in the horizon even the sun tries to hide from the darkness that has almost covered everything but there will always be a peaceful place and we hope that those places remain hidden …..until god wants.