Faceless new account

Faceless
The manager of my latest account
Faceless
The banker of my latest deposit
Faceless
The shrink of my latest trouble
Faceless
And they all require my face
And my finger prints!

In case I skip payment
One of the faceless jokes
Humourless!

….

Now I don’t see money
Now I read in history books
About traveller’s cheques
Now there are no boundaries
But so many are trapped.

….

June 30, 2017

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Smart 5 minutes late!

Over slept this morning
By five minutes
My smart alarm decided
I need five more minutes
My smart coffee machine decided
I am late for hot coffee.

My smart girlfriend decided
She can’t cope with a man
Who is always late
She left
She took the smart couch
And all other gadgets
So in my stupid house
I camped!

My smart alarm decided
I needed five more minutes
My smart coffee machine decided
I am late for hot coffee
I had tea instead!

Five minutes is the difference
Between
Being smart
And
Just being.

I choose being alive.

June 29, 2017

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Mosquito

She sucks the last drop of blood
Out of his open vein
He sings in vain
A tune to ease
The pain
His arm drops unconscious
She hovers over the wound
She sucks the last drop of blood
Then fly in hurry to escape
His trembling fingers
Searching in anger
For the stinging spot
To scratch
He is still delirious
In last night fever
Of passion
Of drinks
Of brain cells retiring.

She sucks the last drop of blood
And leaves.

June 28, 2017

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He may leave!

She worries
He may leave
She leaves
She wonders
The mountains
He stays
He looks after the children
The abandoned children
Of days, past
He tells them a story
A few stories in fact
Of times passed
When a mother was confident
And happy
Of a man who adored her
Of moments adorned
With their love
A simple love
And a moment
When she feared.

She worries
He may leave
She leaves
She wonders
The mountains
She forgets
The mountains end
And cease to exist
The beautiful roads rust
And decay with the ageing scenery
The winter sits in
And give her its coat of snow
She remains alone.

The children are in their spring
He forgets
They forget
There is a picture of a mother
Once she was
She fears
He may leave
He has left
And she remained in
The frozen image
Of once to be.

June 27, 2017

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Hundred years too late

A letter arrives
Hundred years too late
She is ready to leave
Hundred years too late
The party started
The wedding is complete
The children are on the way
When the postman arrives
Holding a letter from
The dead lover
He has died in her memory
Hundred years ago and buried.

The letter arrives
Says very little
Then burn into ashes
Like the love she had once
Hundred years ago
She is ready to leave
Like she was not back then
The party is over
The children have arrived to
Their destinations
She is alone with the ashes
The letter that arrived
Hundred years too late

It says nothing
And everything
It says
I am
Sorry
It says
I will
Love you
Forever.

Forever ends.
Hundred years too late
A letter arrives.

June 26, 2017

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A thought

A thought visits
The village of crossed roads
At the edge of sanity land
A thought visits
Unannounced
On the back of a breathe
Who is breathing in chocking existence.

A wiseman sits at the edge
Of a volcano counts his beads
The number varies every time
It depends on the hour
And the trends in belief
There are a thousand folds thousands
Of schools of thoughts
A thought visits
They are all become redundant!

A thought visits
And returns
A mind restless
The volcano erupts
And the village burns
A house remains
A thought visits lonely
And returns
The restless mind remains.

June 26, 2017

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Manhood and the dismissive woman

Is it possible to tell a woman that sometimes she doesn’t have to find a solution nor she needs to mother, she just need to listen and allow the man just to express himself, his doubts, his weakness, his tiredness etc! Or men don’t have the right to do that?!

Women cheat out of anger, because they are scared, need attention or just can’t bear taking the decision to leave. Most men cheat out of their desperate search for a woman who listens, empathises and encourages the man to relieve his emotions rather than the empty words of stereotypical encouraging phrases like “you will be ok”, “be strong”, etc.

Manhood is not about being beastly hairy and smelly, and strong even if that what appeals to the animalistic female sexual instinct! Manhood is about …

Well perhaps we are so damaged by cultural stereotypes heritage and modern expectations, it is not easy even for a man to define what is manhood.

C’est la vie, ma chérie. C’est la vie, and what a life!

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