You Are Not A Machine. You Are More Like A Garden. You Need Different Things On Different Days. A Little

My fears start to chase me when the lights are off. They would never let me stay in my comfort zone,they want to eat me alive and show my weakness,reveal me again and again. The darkness came to embrace my body as the whole world is crashing-splitting in two parts of reality and dreamland. Which world is the one that my heart desires the most? They turnd me as their anchor,i could run,but not reach them either. All alone in mixed space of pain and role play modes,my faces are always changing,i don't know who i should be,or maybe both. If I could find a way to draw my escape in my own chaos,i would believe that my exit is real. To find another piece of me,that's all i want. I want to heal.

-t.f.s.

Sweet Music

Loving is your sense of touch,

Soft and gentle- just the way you look.

Your empire is my work of art,

Outstanding , my home is your eyes-

Searching for a spot invisible for others,

A smile so warm greeting me.

Tiny little fingers crossed my heart,

For a second, fire burned within me-

Voice like a thousand deities singing

Waiting to be reached for assurance ,

Looking for that comfort you gave ,

A sweet music that echoes beneath.

-t.f.s.

Reborn.

Feels so good to be reborn,

my room of art awaits me,

let the sunset shine on me,

let it paint me in warmth.

-t.f.s.

С последния си дъх

ще погълна всичко

за да мога да живея

да остана , да мечтая

в очи - вселени с

милиони галактики ,

живеят в тялото ми ,

ликуват в душата ми

с последния си дъх .

Feels like home.

Do you know why you feel like home?

Because when you're far away from me

I feel lost; I'm hopeless and homeless man

without your endless and sweet love.

- source: someone i love.

Yet another poem about emptiness and how to see it in a new way.

Между краката ти има нещо мое

Оазис който ме примамва

С приятните си на вкус сокове

и красивата си натуралност .

Бих отпил от младостта ти

за да видиш реалността ми

с искрен блясък в очите ,

и със страст в устните .

SUCCESS

Sometimes,

Success is not getting

what you can,

but giving up

what you have

©J P Lee

29 June 2023

A Gogyoshi Poem (5)

Photo: J P Lee

REVEAL.

your luxury was worth that light my pleasure,

my imagination of you is all that matters,

the secret language for your body

took my will to hold on my sins,

forgetting all the darkness,you're

making me sick to reveal.

-t.f.s.

Знаете ли, че според някои определени хора, “сродните души“ се срещат в нашия свят за кратко, но никога не се женят. Причината за това е, че ако две такива души се отдадат една на друга те ще се саморазрушат.

- Взето от една книга.