Lovers (Or madmen)

Lovers and madmen

Are so much alike

Lovers walk the earth in a trance

Willing to sacrifice everything

At a gesture of their beloved

Their eyes resemble those of

Madmen, devoid of lucidity

Full of dreams – daring to attain the unattainable

Hopeless romantics

Devourers of hope

Living for the day after tomorrow…

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You could buy them with a smile

Tease a little… encourage to dream

Plant false hope in their barren hearts

They’ll become your eternal slaves

Worshipping you like a Goddess reincarnate

At least madmen don’t know right from wrong

But lovers drink poison knowingly;

Longing, welcoming, cherishing  it to the final sting

They refuse rational thought

Feed off their foolish adoration…

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“How audacious of you to judge me!

Have you ever felt that bittersweet tingle?

Did  you ever stargaze in broad daylight?

My heart doesn’t belong to me anymore

But I’d rather embrace death than ask it back …”