Velimir Khlebnikov, "Visitations," Collected Poems & Writings.
Why mother?
why did you tear me apart
when you should have kept me together ?
when you should have held me a bit closer ?
Why father ?
why did you pull me down
and drowned me in my tears
when you should have been my ladder ?
when you should have kept me warm under your wings ?
Why sister ?
why did you spat venom and killed me inside
when you should have been my pillar ?
when you should have hugged me tighter ?
You know something matters,
When you associate items
To that special something,
Like an animal to a friend,
A phrase to a show,
Memories flood your brain,
And you realize that you,
You trust them wholeheartedly.
If the storm subsides,
i will have no reason to fight.
to live.
What do I aspire to be ?
A walking contradiction.
No. You're wrong.
They can't clip our wings. The best they can do is to chain them.
And I am going to destroy the chain.
no matter how much i try,
in the end i became what i feared,
just an average.
Okay someone betterrr hug me like thattt !
And dear witchess,turn me into a cat.
you can not speak in poetry
to someone who does not read.
they don’t know what it’s like
to have to pick up a pen to survive.