A Poem about Andreas Larsson

All I know is that you’re the most crude
person that I have ever known.
There is such charm in your atrocious behaviours
As a look at you I see
A reflection of myself
Not even geographical distances,
Could separate the affinity that we share!
It is in my fortune that I met you,
and in my destiny that I become friends with you,
where life takes us from here,
is a thought which fills me with excitement,
but for now we shall continue our episodes of
animated amusement,
and general butchness,
until the day comes when we must part.

A poem about Marthe

Marthe,
A girl who symbolises the
Rarest humanity in
Today’s brutal world
Her eyes look out for the good in
Every tarnished person, a
Being so unique, that her presence makes you feel
loved in your conflicted life.
I don’t possess the
Knowledge to fully understand her, but I
Relish every moment we laugh together
And hope that I will know her for as long as I live.

A Poem About Carmen

A girl,
So complicated yet so pure
Pure is her heart which she detaches from the world.
A heart that possess such simplicity
And depths which cannot be seen from the surface.
When will she break free?
And embrace all that life has to offer.
I will wait for that day to come,
when she can show me all the treasures that she has hidden
in her beautiful mind

Balloons

No more waiting.
For someone who couldn't realise
the worth of gold.
Such is your shallow mind,
that you cannot see the beauty
in these brown eyes.

Shellshock!
Time teaches every lesson,
but yours will be too late,
and by then I will be so far
that when you try to touch me with your fingertips
you will feel nothing but the emptiness of the air.

Your eyes will see nothing but a million red balloons flying away,
to a place where they feel at home.

Frustration

Standing on a wall made from feathers.

How do I stop myself from free-falling
in a barren vacuum?
Where no two people speak the same language.
Where life has treated them like the prince of thieves,
who has stolen from the disgraced man,
a man who accepted his wife's betrayal
and tarnished children's veins.
If only I could believe in belief
but belief stems from confidence
which no slave can possess!