RAMBLINGS OF A YOUNG MAN
A collection of poems
within a belief system
The book starts with a collection of poems that serve as an allegorical introduction to the second part in which I meticulously explain, through a series of carefully intertwined essays, my proposed idea of an ideal belief system, a way of life. This book can also serve as an excellent introduction for those interested in psychology, psychoanalysis, sociology and philosophy.
If you agree with Ted Kaczynski’s “The Industrial Revolution and Its Consequences”, you’ll, at least, find my book interesting.
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Bonnie and Clyde
They live in crevices
Away from our light
They know the devil s lurking
Looking to take away their right
You can search in parks, on beaches
Deep in forests and in churches
Lovers keep each other out of sight
Aware of the price of what they found
God accusing them of sin
Not even him is welcomed in
For which she already found her father
And she is for him a loving mother
They need nothing, self sufficient
Peaceful trespassers on Nirvana’s domain
Unperturbed by the passing of the time
Living in such happiness should be a crime
Jude Law
Motivation fading, will collapsing
Nowadays not even soulmates are forever lasting
For he who is cunning, whose bait is sweet
Can imprison any angel, make him weep
Destiny interrupted, corruption growing
Nowadays we stopped believing that God is of everything knowing
For he who is fallen, whose paw’s fangs your body caressing
Can engulf the purest of the virgins, her morals regressing
Our children dead, your heart long stolen
Lucifer’s excitement reaches climax, your body’s fully controlled
For he is your dark sun, soul poisoning master
Your belief gone, the black hole only getting vaster
Another life ending in disaster…
Thanks for Burning Down
My House
You broke into my house
A rabid animal
Stomping all around
With your muddy boots
Broke all the windows
Soaked my Persian carpets in kerosene
While I watched you helpless
With my love-infested gaze
Imploring at your feet
While the prophesied matched set everything ablaze
And I sincerely thank you
For giving me a blink of an eye
To think about what really matters
What should I let get soaked in the flames
Leaving all my insecurities and distractions inside