Tasi83 : Writing

SOCIAL SHADOW CRAPS

SOCIAL SHADOW CRAPS

A Poem by Tasi83


Necropolis skyscrapers set on paltry rooftops only grow for some; Patrick Batemans wearing expensive Armani suits and Hugo Boss ties flaunt in limousi..
PROFANE, PLAIN SPEECH

PROFANE, PLAIN SPEECH

A Poem by Tasi83


You have become what you never wanted to be in your whole life; closed book, closed door. You never denied yourself in a million ways, because you wer..
The death of nostalgia

The death of nostalgia

A Poem by Tasi83


I've been through this many times. I carried humility like an evil little garaboncia of resentment. The heavy shackles of despised destruction, secret..
SPEECHES OF DISOBEDIENCE

SPEECHES OF DISOBEDIENCE

A Poem by Tasi83


Naïve, self-doubt confidence left over from childhood can hardly be nurtured in the Spirit; so it's a bit more adult with me, now it's still tens..
BALANCE IN THE SCALES

BALANCE IN THE SCALES

A Poem by Tasi83


The Present hardly rocks us like a rocking cradle, our wasteful pasts have been twisted in the same way by the Hangman-Time. The dust of the roads, ju..
ROAD-SWOTTING

ROAD-SWOTTING

A Poem by Tasi83


Like someone who has been stuck here for a long time and killed the fetus of creation from dead times, he can no longer die or even thrive in his old ..
ON THE WRECKS OF UNMOTULATED ANXIETY

ON THE WRECKS OF UNMOTULATED ANXIETY

A Poem by Tasi83


Wanting to forget his nightmares and shadows, from waking up disillusioned, a person is constantly left alone, if only there is no one by his side. Th..
SINGLE DAY POSSIBLE SITUATION

SINGLE DAY POSSIBLE SITUATION

A Poem by Tasi83


Now I still try to faithfully and humanly practice the life-rhythm of the time of day in the silence that has been familiar for years; the world of di..
SLIM AMONG STRAIGHT SOULS

SLIM AMONG STRAIGHT SOULS

A Poem by Tasi83


In this world, the sobering, lying and false admonitions of the human head are heard, behind the windows you can still clearly see the alley-smelling,..
AMATEUR, VILE FIGURE

AMATEUR, VILE FIGURE

A Poem by Tasi83


A person's time can be marked by public, recycled, service numbers, but the actual working hours are less so. Do the actual numbers ask what his healt..