Loving Human Pets

We are here without being;
breathing
hating
loving
buying
selling
.. just so we can justify our absence.

How do you name a world made of
shadows and absent bodies ?

At the end, we all are
just a bunch of feeble bleeding ghosts...

trying to leave our marks and traces
for the time will follow

Our own time of shadows.

Antony G "ICArUS " Loyal - 13 years, 1 month, 8 days ago

Tonight, i see things clearly
all the riddles and the solutions
burning like mythical candles in front of me;
all the answers

Ask me, if i know where i am going,
ask me if there's a place i can stand still
whether i am afraid, or hate you..or even love you;
ask me if i am dying or just breathing.

Ask me whatever you wish,
for everything you were always afraid to ask.
All the answers are dancing naked inside me.

Ask me whether i've finally managed to find the end of it,
ask me if i believe in a god
ask me if there's something
that was worthy of living or dying for it.

There are razors that are afraid of blood.
Ships that are allergic to seawater,
kids that despise toys,
ballerinas that hate dancing..

there are lovers that are defying Death,
and there's also me.


"all the answers" , by Giannis Aggelakas
Antony G "ICArUS " Loyal - 13 years, 1 month, 11 days ago

You're digging inside me,as if i was a dry field
and whatever useless..rotten piece of me you find, you love it dearly
while throwing away all the gold that was left in me, like junk.

I was thinking about the moment you're going to leave me,
believing that you've got what you always wanted..

Without crossing in your mind that at the end,
You've got what you really deserved.

"what you deserved" , By Giannis Aggelakas
Antony G "ICArUS " Loyal - 13 years, 1 month, 16 days ago

I am still trying to understand the reason why ,earthquake active countries, like Japan are allowed to build nuclear energy facilities.

It's like playing blind man's bluff on a minefield !
Antony G "ICArUS " Loyal - 13 years, 1 month, 27 days ago

I wanted to be the sense of touch at your fingertips
that anything you touch might have something from me too..

to be, at night, the voice of your lost friends,
singing old favourite songs

I wanted to be a ticket in your pocket
whenever your thoughts travel towards me

I wanted to be the shadow at the corner of your eyelashes
the one word in your rave
to be the first draw of your cigarette
and the last draught of your drink.

I wanted to be the shadow at the corner of your eyelashes
the one word in your rave,
to be the first draw of your cigarette
and the last draught of your drink.

I wanted to be the lightning that fades your gaze,
the line of luck on your palm
to be a fever hidden in your blood
to wake the fires in your body.

I wanted to be a ticket in your pocket
whenever your thoughts travel towards me..

"Ticket in your pocket", by Helias Catsoules
Antony G "ICArUS " Loyal - 13 years, 1 month, 29 days ago