[poetlostintranslation]

Too complex,

Too many regrets,

Unplay those frets,

Rewrite those shady bets,

Undrink those pills,

Stop Looking for cheap thrills,

Don't bend too ill wills.

Fight the chills and start a rebuild,

Break procrastination and rebuild your patience

Conru Bezuidenhout- 20/02/2022

[samueldeckerthompson]

[poetlostintranslation]

Life everlasting

Time everpassing

Grief unpassing

Lives unmattering

Time is but a splattering

Tears always breaking

Fears always snaking

Nothing unleashing like

the pain re-releasing

Skies streaking grey

but not Nothing overcame

Forget all your shame but never forget your true name

Conru Bezuidenhout 02/01/2023

[poetlostintranslation]

You played my heart like a snare,

You played it to the snare’s edge until breaking point,

Now I stand up to try to harmonize again

You beat my body like your playing drums with sorrow and anguish unheard by others

You make my ears bleed with the beauty of thine voice,

Your siren song leafds me to despair but not my mind,

my mind just keeps trying to repair not caring and back to harmonizing with my own instruments

You make my legs numb when you start on your harp and

let your fingers loose to fly around those snares,

suddenly those fingers ensnare me into you and

into everything I don’t want to be you transform me into,

What does my mental state mean to you if you just want to break me?

[poetlostintranslation]

My Muse refused,

Unamused by tragedy,

Sing to me oh Siren song

Refused but non Abused

Ambushed but not yet given freedom to Hope

Have Hope they screamed

Fight against the dying of the Muse's light

No longer any Plight.

[poetlostintranslation]

Welcome to the midnight sun,

Welcome to where it has begun,

Free us from time and let the universe run,

Restring the Lyre, but take away the ire

For the muses may come and go,

But for once, for always keep the songs in flow,

Keep spreading the legends through mouth,written word, chord or melody

We are all more then good enough just to be a memory.

[poetlostintranslation]

You are my midnight star,

Using the darkness as your guitar,

Playing across these little strings,

Oh here are new beginnings again,

Rejoice for you and me are free and lost in a relentless melody

[poetlostintranslation]

Rebuild from crumbling rural ruin,

Rise like the smoke and smog and the Ashes of the fallen littered across the earth,

Skeleton white shadows and glass is all that gets reflected under the new sun, no humanity because the ashes of us are who the purest,

the most untainted must rise be reborn,

A new dawn from the new sun means nobody won but the Phoenix's cry sings out like old rusted bell rung,

The fallen littered but the newest risen,

Free this unrenewed prism of self realism.

© Conru Bezuidenhout 2022

[poetlostintranslation]

I couldn't look you in the eyes, I thought it be best if we hide the tears but even tears will break through in recent years.

I'll shut out my face so that you couldn't see.

Black and blue is my body's hues I'm beat up but I think it's best we don't meetup.

My spirit is bruised and a ego that should pay for my mistakes…..

Tempt me not anew devil I am not yours too keep. © Conru Bezuidenhout 2021

[poetlostintranslation]

Your hugs reminds me of Lullabies,

Your songs bring me close to tears,

I want you closer in my coming years,

Together we will fight all your tears and overcome together my fears.

© Conru Bezuidenhout 2022

[poetlostintranslation]

I'm lost in the maze and system of my mind,

Recruit thee without reserve.

Armies of dark and light realight,

Remind me why the bottle is empty,

Remind me why I break.

Run the corners but the armies can't reunite,

Restart the fight but spill not a drop of blood.

Restart the system with no hope and give too few and it is fragile, give too much and Their not only broken but bent.

© Conru Bezuidenhout 2022

[poetlostintranslation]

You tore my heart too pieces,

My clothes too shreds,

My mind to the archives of love,

All there is left is bitter and abrasionless,

Shards of a broken heart forever now or mended apart

Cared about or not we will fly with our broken wings

No wings , flightless plight women's right or broken might

Oh you bring back the harbinger of the bite

© Conru Bezuidenhout 2022

[poetlostintranslation]

Same person trying new things

[poetlostintranslation]

Your Blood Dries,

Over my Silent Cries,

All of your sleepless Lullabies,

My monstrous side aches for your

Bloody cries, singing to the broken Lullabies

One note one flip, is this really it?

Free my soul let the rock roll,

I'm not in the middle of your frenzied battle,

So bring me back to the heart of sorrows,

The no more Dreams of tomorrows.

Your ailibi went to deaf ears to some still a Lullaby.

© Conru Bezuidenhout 2022

[poetlostintranslation]

Your Heart cuts through my sleeve,

My Brain cuts through my needs,

Your Wrists wrote of the needles,

My Hands screams of needlessness.

Your Blood cutting off my Supply,

My Oxygen kills after being let go,

My veins crave more, but You give less,

Breathes in and breathes out.

Your symphony of pain dulls my senses,

My veins aching for more of your heroin,

You deny even if I comply, Why do I try?

Am I just another Allibi to slumber to Your Lullaby, another to feed your Siren's Cry

© Conru Bezuidenhout 2022

[poetlostintranslation]

None is fair in love and war,

Pain of another bleeding whore,

Breaking apart from family and friends,

What does it take to reinvent myself again?

I don't want to live anymore, tears stain the page, Nothing to look forward to again.

Pain is my scribe, when is applicable for it to not writ this word but for my blood to run free?

© Conru Bezuidenhout 2021

[poetlostintranslation]

Your drunken voice leads me,

Leads me far away to a Siren's Cry,

No sleep with this Lullaby,

This Siren's Cry leads me to the past,

Hysteria and brokenness that defines,

Pain and blood that washes away but no recourse for this verse,

Let's repeat this in reverse:

Siren songs that bring pain and no comfort,

This bloody memory with you on top makes me want to strangle myself and cuss this verse.

© Conru Bezuidenhout 2021