Ria April Avalon - Life in Poetry

I love the invisible scars of my skin —

The blades of your hands are so tempting, indeed.

These words I give birth to just come from within,

Revealing the truth till the scars start to bleed.

Fate and Fortune

This northern city with headlights-eyes

Has buried me in its cold and gloom;

You'll see this place in a dreadful guise,

And once sweet home will seem a tomb

Once you're aware there's no way out,

Once dreams of youth say goodbye and grin.

It goes farther and makes me doubt

In all the things I have ever seen.

Its blood has turned into ice and snow,

It's endless winter in every heart.

The winds of grief never cease to blow,

The art of grief is the greatest art.

And once in this cradle of dirt and despair

A wandering stranger demanded my mind.

He asked me about this damned northern air

I'd better not breathe – I would leave it behind.

He said: "I'm in love with this misery, miss.

Destruction is right what we need to create.

True art is in grief. I've been dreaming of this.

My yesterday's fortune's tomorrow's fate.

I know all secrets my destiny knows,

So this boring dwelling won't be a surprise".

I thought: "He's my twin, and it clearly shows".

That evening he opened my widely shut eyes.

A perfect stranger has built a wall

To be a shield from this gloom and lies,

From endless rains of this city's gall

That falls on me from the shattered skies.

The wave of feelings can warm the days

Of dull existence in Bitterland

And melt the ice in this rotten place,

In every heart that it's due to mend.

This northern city with headlights-eyes

Has turned us down in its nasty voice

And… brought together. We've paid the price

Of fate to fortune. We've made the choice.

Only Dreaming

My arms held so tightly around your waist

Just spoke for me, as I'd got my lips sealed.

At least they indulged in a new better taste.

Embraced by temptations, I chose to yield.

This night was a blinding exhilarant flash

Of life that's unfiltered, of love that's pristine.

You found the beauty within such a crash,

You planted some hope in the dream world of mine.

But pleasure is gone like this cherry cigar,

The dawn didn't let fortune's secret unfold

Or give me a sign, leading where you are.

A dream half believed in is all that I hold.

Changes

I'm looking around and searching you there,

The bright prospect lights only frown as I stare,

My heart's getting lost in the shatters.

I know you'll pick them all up when you come,

And I'll never mind if you steal at least some,

Just keep them, and nothing else matters.

Those white and green lights got my secret revealed,

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