The century

Lorenz

I'm 100 and still a child .

Crossed-out  pages of the diary

of so many forgotten faces 

and buried lives .

Rain and boredom passengers .

I'm 100 ,and I beg your pardon 

for all these illusions ...

I, who have invented so many destinies

of poets, musicians ,warriors and beggars.

With this girl it was not for ever .

Her womb remained sterile ,

cold empty bed in the heart of summer...

I walk in the echo of the voices 

that call out to me ,

claiming the price of betrayal .

Was I so disloyal ?

I'm knocking on the door

of old adresses 

that do not open .

The blind stare at me in anger .

Deaf no longer listen to my blather .

Was I just a liar

with promises of happiness 

in the morning press ?

 Was I just a charming impostor ?

Prince of trends whose grimaces

made the glitterati  applaud ! 

 I'm 100.

I've seen tired walls crumble ,

burrying libertarian fantasies...

Human animals hungry 

for the venomous kiss 

of forbidden planets ,

wasting their seed  

under paparazzi's avide gaze ...

I breathed in the nothingness of lovers

immolated in the drunken faith 

of new times ...

 I'm 100.

You'll be celebrating my death ,

enjoying the feast of my carcass .

 You ,who incensed me with laurels !

I'm nothing but this grotesque 

Cesar of oblivion ...

The ploughing of my face ,

horrifies you ! 

But you carry me 

like purulent inner wound 

and incandescent remorse 

of some delicious sin .

Spider's slimy embrace ...

Take one last look at me !

I am this century that's fading away !

Ardent flesh of sorrow ...

 Throw away my memory 

at the milenary ossuary ...

  • Author: lorenz (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 21st, 2025 06:47
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • sorenbarrett

    There are cultures where one hundred means a lot or many. Nicely written Lorenz with significant cryptic symbolism my friend

    • Lorenz

      I thought it was so strange to live between 2 worlds : That of a dead century and the birth (supposed to be adult now ) of another so different Which of the 2 am I the creature ?

      • sorenbarrett

        And I too born between and not likely to see another

      • Priya Tomar

        Very lovely....
        Nice to read it...

        • Lorenz

          Did you know that some people has lived for 3 centuries ?

          • Priya Tomar

            Yes , I know.
            Legends have lived for centuries ......
            They have immortal story
            Their scent still in our memory
            For ink, art, and glorious victory
            Always shine in pages of history

          • Tony36

            Excellent write

            • Lorenz

              Thanks .Disgression on the living spirit of time !

              • Tony36

                You're welcome

              • Ellen Marsell

                The century gazes into the mirror of its own memory.
                A confession of time that reflected upon itself - and shuddered.
                A powerful poem: profound, haunting, rich in broken, iconic, and painterly metaphors.

                • Lorenz

                  Probably Benjamin Buttons 'story disturbed me !

                • Sealgair

                  A century looking back at itself.

                  A strong piece.

                  • Lorenz

                    This century dreamed of progress but gave birth to ruin .
                    Promising light it was consumed in its own reflection .



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