Senryū XI

funny and quite interesting.

One day, one rhyme- Day 2277

Mary’s Easter diet isn’t one I’d recommend,

Unless you’re into bulking up, or want life to end.

She starts with boiled Creme eggs and brioche soldiers to dip,

Then a round of hot crossed buns, not fruit, chocolate chip;

A cup of tea to wash it down, and some Easter eggs

But jazzed up with ice cream inside, “Taste me!” this one begs;

Then a parade of choc bunnies, she eats the ears first,

Followed by a nice hot choc’late to quite quench her thirst;

For dinner, there’s Lindt carrots, for vegetables bring health,

And biscuits iced in Easter shapes to bring luck and wealth;

Finally supper’s a group of sugar eggs ornate,

Then off she rolls and into bed for its gotten late.

Yes Mary’s diet might occasionally be fun,

But try and you’ll regret it ere the end of week one!

" Summer is a miracle-

We share the same sun

And sleep under same moon

In a lifetime that we dreamed for. "

-t.f.s.

How is it possible for me to remember the simplest movements of hands unknown to me:

They collect the memories slowly, with ease, so as not to drop them

and the words stop the music that I created for myself in silence.

But do they hear my sobbing heart

isolated by mirrored walls?

-t.f.s.

Guilt.

To be prepared of burning

It is stressful and scary

But aside all of that

No one blames me.

-t.f.s.

— "A Kiss on the Forehead", Marina Tsvetaeva   

[ text ID: A kiss on the forehead — erases misery. / I kiss your forehead. / A kiss on the eyes — lifts sleeplessness. / I kiss your eyes. / A kiss on the lips — is a drink of water. / I kiss your lips. / A kiss on the forehead — erases memory. 1917 ]

Artache gets me high

Keeps me continuing inside

Art's throwin' away my bad vibe,

I do not like it,but i like it sometimes.

-t.f.s.

MYSTIC LAND- UNIVERSE'S EYE.

somewhere where the world is not boundless,

where the universe is a mystic land,

someone's presence knows every thread of it,

observes every movement of human existence,

and clings to its essence slowly,imperceptibly

with one goal-to take place and destroy its target.

eyes of rage and deep fear watch the Earth in its perfection.

Nibiru is disappearing,

the era of darkness is near,

new evil forces are waking up and circling

the galaxies to take what's theirs.

it's disguisting influence swallows and eats away

at the dark circle of eternity,drinking life to the

last drop.

the soaring shapeless body coming from

the heavens makes it's vengeful dance,

closes the space and regains its power

over the planet..

..and it will be back for more,

hiding behind Saturn's ring,

wrapping around every planet,

life time is running out fast,

the sun is fading,

everyone is dying.

-t.f.s.

Сенрю 1

Цветове в танц-

струйна кръв по хълмове

очите зреят .

-t.f.s.

Senryū X

Your heart is wounded

in an empty hole all the

way back into soul .

-t.f.s.

"Colorful life".