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hollow
is the best word
to describe her.
in spite her
...

when I was a kid
I always pray and wish to fly
and Lord granted it to me through
my dreams
...

3.

Im curious about You
let me hear about You
but I never let myself
posses by You
...

I still love you mother
but you who are with me now
my cat in pumpkin stripes
who purrs loud at night
...

your skin burns
like acid on my cheek
still I dont mind
I wanna see
...

I try to dig more
into my memory
I woke up with a lights on.
who switched it on?
...

If I had a chance
Ill marry you
Floral skin.
a date night
...

8.

be bold and merry
Im watching through here
you brought enough for me
Ill keep waiting for more
...

9.

oh! I can speak!
I just cant explain my wits
so let me speak
the tongue that I pick.
...

I have a cat
we feed in pot
with chocolates and cherries
mallows and cream
...

a cup of chocolate
sweetens my dream
and a three shots of gin
from the person I'm looking
...

candy maker strikes again
loveless memory invades
me again.
...

13.

midnight lies, but not I
balls compete in black and stripes
I gasp for words to be true
smoke curves as you do
...

violet and black
i assembled myself
i didnt intend to
a hint of pink and blue doesnt help
...

let start it before its all over
to the house of balls
of the happy horses
we might find Mr. Brightside
...

boredom. boredom. boredom
dont eat me up
Im screwed into nothingness; restless.
nothing can compare my day
...

I cant describe my feeling
as Im watching you
Sunkiss mist splash on my skin.
I love you go
...

I have to admit
Im afraid of you
jack-in-a-box
an impaired one
...

leave before the kill
your presence is sulk in blink
you're way far welcome
mask in a pretentious silk!
...

sultry suspender
cast in iron thread
sharper than a diamond cut
a salty pink
...

The Best Poem Of aleks aleksa

The Girl With A Dead Eyes

hollow
is the best word
to describe her.
in spite her
healthy state,
she's dead inside.
rotting in misery
and angst.
often she's seen
with a mask,
not just with
color dust
but characters
she plays often.

she smile, laugh even
with her dead eyes.
she looks happy
and jolly,
with her dead eyes.
she speaks
and listen,
with her dead eyes.
she come and go,
with her dead eyes.
withdraw and surface,
lost and amaze,
with her dead eyes.

she's interesting enough
to get your attention.
even turn your head
into her direction.
bother, even you admiration.
there's something in
her dead eyes,
but nobody really
sees her.
her dead eyes is the answer.


(03.08.12)

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