Mindless

This indifferene kills the world,
Pointless. No meaning in any laugh,
Nor in any tear, nor in any feeling.
No Feelings are here today anyway.

Wanna Cry, but he can´t...
are his tears alreaady dried?
Want to smile, but he can not...
Are the muscles in his jaw already rotten?

Is still there any flesh over his old bones?
Only an empty skull, no eyes, no tounge,
No brain , mindless bones only.
but what happened?

There is only one image in this dead summer:
A lonely child (not so young), left alone in the rain
( mindless kid)
crying and smiling over her dead lover.

Palabras en la Mente de un Suicida

Noche, dia, viento, aliento,
gasto, cavilar, recorrer,
sombra densa, escapar,ver
carencia, caricias, movimiento.
Enigma resuena, se mezcla decae,
entrecruza, se pierde asombra,
mengua se eleva desaparece,
es nosotros, es nada;
emerge del lago, del valle.
Triada original, alma, ensueño,
planeta, detalle es todo,
es nada, cuchillo en el cuello:
Suicidio, perdida sangre escurre,
atraganta, secreto, perdido violento,
obsesivo oscuro, inutil, nada.
------------------------------vacio.

In Memory of Venus

Artists aren’t wrong about suffering.
What can I say of he unknown deceased?
Can I send flowers, or do I have to apologize politely?
There are many stars that still shine

But there is missing the one I didn´t knew,
Only a soft whisper or her name passed by.
Pain in me can´t be compared to pain in others,
But Venus has died, and my fellow cries for it.

Haven’t got any special feeling,
Neither any indifference,
Just a lonely impulse to cry.
I deny, say no, turn around and walk away.

Is there any tear in my eye?
Oh, tell me, please, lonely twilight star.
I wasn´t there to know, wasn´t there to cry.
Tis´ senseless to cry today, tomorrow or someday?

Autumn ends with no smiles, no laughs
Cause´ today I knew you are dead.
Night has come, moon light in my bed
Still I raise my eyes and you are nowhere in the sky to be seen.