18.8.09

Seraphim

Forgiveness can't reconstruct the broken vase. Humans covered their eyes with anger. Greed made people hungry. The enemy of himself, its how a human is described. People were killed for money. Lands covered with buildings. Air full of poisons. Water filled with dead fish. Wars on every continent. Conflicts covering the sun light.

Seraphim were murdered with the nasty hands of darkness. Goodness is not the winner against evil. Evil is winning the fight; swords of light are melted in conspiracies. The fountain of serenity is dry. Where is the hope? Where is the light?

We are reading the last chapter of a book called the man kind. The ink of the writer was stolen and the pen was broken. We need people who write with their fingers on the stones. We need the white-hearted people to fight against the demons.

It's not a lie that doomsday has come nearer. We corrupted the system that was created with this universe. We are too weak to harm anything else but ourselves. But the death of a martyr is way different than the death of a betrayer.

The crown of ice

A prison with no way out, Chances come by and leave. I had no choice and I had to say no. I trusted the wrong side of me. Why life shows you all the goods when you have no money at all? If you had money it shows you what you can’t buy. When you have money you’ll find out the market is gone.

It’s hard to believe that a bad event happens for a good reason. I’m crying now with tears of regret, I have said no for many things. I don’t know if I’ll ever have the chance to say yes. I don’t know if it could have been good if I said yes from the start.

Loneliness makes me an insomniac passing through the four seasons. My friends come at once to break the nights of no sleep. I feel happy for a second and then I remember the nights I will spend alone again. Good things come together so that you can feel the regret of leaving some of them. I wish I was a tree with one autumn in my life; I want my whole life to be a spring.

I can wear one and only crown on my head, I spend my whole life with nothing to cover my head. With one second I have more than a hundred crowns waiting for me to choose. I wish I could have them all, but one crown is made of gold and the others are made of ice. In the mirror I see what I love to see in the reality, I see myself wearing all the crowns.