Temptation of the Odd

... that winter night faded to glitter,

The snowflakes white, times sweet, times bitter...

On my empty, frozen eye.


I tried to sleep and dream and lie

In endless fluff – In vain I try.

I’d love to, but I cannot wither...


...and still I fall, in deep blue oceans,

where Up and Down are empty notions...

And where the coldness lies.


I thought I could be touching skies

But clouds, like truth, are made of lies,

And filled with void emotions...


...this winter night, it starts again,

The snowflakes land upon my pen...

They must be very shy.


I hope to keep my pages dry,

Yet snowflakes fade, snowflakes deny.

There is no Why, no When.


© 2010 Lith Ium

Sunday, August 1, 2010

Surreal Poem


I took a pen in fashion pink.

And a tabula rasa.

And burning passion was the ink-

The letters dancing salsa.


I start to write about your eyes

And stars - my destination.

And my sweet blanket are the skies

And clouds – a strange creation.


I write on fog, on rain, on snow,

And hope for the eternal.

And all the words - a perfect flow

For once a dying journal.


I’d wish you'd know they are for you

These rhymes from hell ascending.

But you are real, you have a view...

And I, a shell… descending.


© 2010 Lith Ium

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

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Mind my momentary mistitled malediction, -

Mind-munching mice migrated miles, monsieur,

Maybe misleading me, mixing my medication,

My mental microchip's most maddening malheur.

Macrocephallic microbes meet my mentality, -

Might mention mazes melt - midsession-thing malfunction -,

Makes misconducted mice misapprehending me.

Maybe malicious minds mistake my mis-compunction.

My mission - misconceived. Misclassified, miscolored.

My methods mostly mistimed, moreover motionless.

My mid-night-mares mementos, monocularly mastered,

Misspell my memory. Monochromatic mess.



© 2010 Lith Ium

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

MonoDiaLogs

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-That spot of a dark red light, is it...

-My blood. My life running away from its window.

-But the light –

-Only illusions of this damned mansion... I can’t remember where...

-Where?

-Nowhere. I can’t find it.

-Maybe you’re looking at the wrong light. You’re looking only at that stupid, dark red, WRONG light...

-It’s my blood, I thought... I thought I’ll never see it and yet...

-You can’t see, you are-

-Blind. How did this happen? If I only could remember where...

-Sssh. The flames. They are around... waiting, I can see them glancing-

-At my eyes. Maybe that is the reason I am...

-Blind. Blink. You’re eyes are wounded. I can’t see your...

-Tears. Why? I think I’m lost. I don’t know... when I've last time entered...

-Through a door? You’ve been going along these walls for ages... Do you...

-I see.

-No.

-I remember seeing once. But only walls. I never really... saw anything else.

-You always have ...

- ...been blind.

-And now the light.

-The dark red light. Do you think I should...

-Follow it.

-But the flames...

-Your eyes are wounded anyway.

-My tears. Where...

-Follow it.

-I’m afraid I might loose my eyes forever. The light – I thought ... I thought it is my blood – the life I was looking ...

-For? For what? You can’t look, you’re not even able to see... But...

-How did I get here? Where was the door? I remember...

-Going through the flames might bring you to the next...

-Door. But I see only walls... And I’m sure that beyond the next door... there too, will be...

-Only walls. Your eyes can’t see anything but walls. They are...

-Wounded. I know that I had them once, my tears. If only I could remember where...

-Close your eyes, child.

-It’s late.

-For you.

-To go through the flames?

-You already did. Now it’s too late.

-For?

-You.

-I see.

-No...

-I’m already beyond the second door...

-And still walls.

-But the flames are now everywhere... I really need my...

-Tears; let your eyes rest, close them.

-I need my eyelids...

-You’re blind anyway.

-And still walls. Only walls... and flames... and my reflection in them.

-Only illusions of this dark mansion. You are blind. Now close your eyes...


© 2010 Lith Ium

Tuesday, June 22, 2010