#florian chinaski

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Not any day

And I'm just walking aimlessly On a deserted street, And weirdly enough, I do not feel lonely, Just dancing to the beat, I'm embraced by my old demons, My long forgotten muse wave hello, She surrounds me with a halo, To strengthen our bonds, So I do not fear cold, Or neither death, I'm a freak or so they scold, But, today I'm just careless, For today, is not any day, I'll wander far away, For the words means so much, In this evening I just needed a push, A push to Come, A push to enjoy, A push to write, A push to live, I'm not better than yesterday, but time has stopped today

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L’appel de la nuit

La rue m'appele ce soir, Perdu entre un stop et un phare, Inconscient des mes actes passés, Je les couche quand même sur le papier, Car après tout, c'est ce que je fait, Comme si c'était mon brasier, Des mots perdus et inutiles, Des histoires de pacotille, Qui se suivent et se ressemblent, Je ne suis que répétition, Je n'ai jamais rien n'appris il me semble, Mais au final, c'est si bon, De se reperdre dans les seins d'une femme, Même si je me blâme, De n'échapper a aucun problème, Pour rendre ma vie excitante quand elle est blême, Conneries sur conneries, Ainsi va la vie, Et je l'aime ainsi, Même si je dors plus la nuit, Car Si je n'avais plus rien à écrire, Alors autant en finir, Je n'ai pas la meilleure carrière devant moi, Jsuis un échec et c'est tant mieux comme ça, Donc ce soir, j'écris dans la rue, Sous la pluie, Comme tout les soirs, Et je suis perdu, Amoureux,inspiré, fatigué, Comme tout les soirs, Mais je m'en fous, Et au final, N'est il pas mieux d'être heureux, Que d'être quelqu'un que je suis pas, C'est ce que je me dit, Sous la pluie, Tout les soirs.

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Médicine

Je pose mes lèvres sur les rebords,

Brûlant de mon huitième verre,

et je me sens plus près du bord,

Cette journée est pire qu'hier,

J'enflamme mes poumons de nicotine,

Ce n'est que le 4eme paquet aujourd'hui,

Et je me sens que plus livide,

Mais ça fait passer plus vite cette nuit,

J'ai eu la chance de voir mes meilleurs amis,

J'ai cru me sentir mieux,

Mais le temps passe, c'est la vie,

Et quand la fin arrive je me sens que plus creux,

J'ai avalé une dizaine de leurs cachets,

Pour me sentir plus heureux,

Mais au final tout cela est sans effets,

Et une fois le glas sonné, je suis inhabité,

Peu importe mes actions,

Et peu importe le temps,

J'importe autant que le vent,

Qui souffle sans raison,

Vide et fatigué,

Je parcoure les rues inanimées,

En quête d'inspiration malmenée,

Dans un trou noir complet,

Mais je continue d'avancer,

Dans un espoir retrouvé,

Que demain est le jour d'après,

Que le futur soit parfait,

Florian chinaski, dans les tréfonds d'un bar pensant être inspiré

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Lost but not strandsed

Time have stopped in the middle of nowhere,

I'm lost like I always have,

My joy and optimism are gone there,

There's nothing but silence in the entrave,

Have I made another bad decision ?

Have I yet met with an unfortunate end ?

I'm stuck against a wall, with tears and blood upon my hand,

I'm still running forward but to what direction ?

Tomorrow might be another day,

But it won't be coming soon enough,

I know, why though, I can't really say,

Everything have been so tough,

The night is still young and so am I,

So why do I feel weak and pathetic,

The easiest solution would be to die,

But I just need to find that thing that makes everything click,

So here I am writting what goes through my mind,

Hoping for success, with a bit of pride,

But let's be honest, I'm just blind,

I'm just weeping when I'm against a tide,

And still at that precise moment,

World come to me, like a flow,

I don't know why or even how,

It's when I'm weak that awakens my talent,

When I'm at my worst, I write the best,

And for this gift I'm feeling blessed,

It helps me go through Life's test,

Anyway, I'm a fucked up mess, so I guessed

If everything has failed me but writting,

If sadness embedded my text with glory,

If my demise will be my salute,

So be it.

Florian Chinaski

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Death is a question of time

Death is light years away,

To kiss me,

I'm not even born, and I've been dealt  a bad game,

A huge scar across my face, like a monster,

Which will lead me to a heated kind of fame,

But it's nothing else than my dead sister,

Death is  still far away,

To kiss me,

Mommy and daddy looks worried,

But only when they look at me,

I know, I'm wrong, I'm not blinded,

What if before I happened, they were happy ?

Death is beginning to walk to me,

To kiss me,

I'm still young, and I already can't stand,

The look on their faces, because of my brand,

Daddy told me it's nothing,

It doesn't feel this way, it's myself I'm blaming

Death is a thousand miles away,

To kiss me,

I'm isolated from everybody,

I never did anything but be there,

They'd put me under a veil easily;

Honnestly, I begin to find that fair,

Death is kilometers away,

To kiss me,

I have been happier,

Since I found a solution,

I'll leave this world, it's for the better,

That will be my one volition ,

Death is meters away,

To kiss me,

I have been crying a lot,

But those tears are joyful,

It's better for everybody, after all I'm a handful,

But it's weird to feel, so far I was like a robot

Death is here,

To kiss me,

I feel compelled and finally free,

Goodbye world and your infamy,

Farewell everybody, we'll meet again,

On the last circle of Hell,

Death is a question of time,

Not eveybody is meant,

To walk on this earth,

Some will never find a place,

A true solace,

So it's for the best,

That we leave,

Just to be happy .

Florian Chinaski

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Life is a short walk

My life is second away,

To slip from my hands,

Full of regrets and pain,

No one will hear my screams over the train,

Here, nothing is calming,

But solace is finally coming,

My life is hours away,

To slip from my hands,

I'm shaking heavily,

And scared deeply,

Today is gonna be the day,

That everything is left behind, cast away

My life is days away,

To slip from my hands,

I'm at my desk, bloody handed,

Crying because of those people full of hatred,

I don't know if I'll be brave enough togo the extra mile,

But I know that the least I can do is to say goodbye

My life is years away,

To slip from my hand,

I don't understand why would they crush me,

Just because I'm a bit different,

Even if I don't get it, I say I'm sorry,

But they just hit harder and the reason is still absent,

My life is a decade away,

To slip from my hands,

I'm only 6, and a smile is shining on my face,

At this time, I didn't miss my mom's embrace,

Everything was given, everything was easy,

Nothing mattered for I was free,

My life is about to begin,

Whoever made me; made me a little special,

Something light, nothing too abnormal,

I don't really mind, not just yet,

I'm alright to take that bet,

Life is a short walk after all,

And quite a rare gift,

I was given an opportunity,

To be a part of this world,

To be someone,

And I'm not letting that go to waste . Florian Chinaski

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Kawaakari

posés près de la rivière,

les amants sourient éperdument au magnifique reflet,

Du soleil déjà bientôt couché

Florian  Chinaski

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Komorebi

c’est une belle journée Automnale,

celles qui résistent viennent faire briller chaleuresement,

les ombres et leurs danses .

Florian  Chinaski