Pola Chérie: August 2011

8/27/2011

red roses / ten of them

One day you will find me

sitting calmly on a couch

in the marble white hotel's lobby

as if

I have been always there

Early morning

poised

still

but a little nervous

with cooled down black coffee

long since

my heart

without thee

That was me who wrote first

and I swear

time stops

feeling thy presence

right in front of me

speechless

pale

feeble

enslaved

by the very long lonely times

endlessly

avoiding eye contact

red roses

ten of them

always

used to make me come back

no matter how long we were separated

to thee

A smell of coffee

thee voice

somewhere

far away from me

I wait

till you leave

and I finish my verse

~Pola Chérie Introduction to "Red Berry"~

Olga Polienko by Vivienne Mok｜New York Style ｜Chic Mood ｜Marloes Horst by Guy Aroch ｜Lost In Translation ｜Erotica ｜Heidi Mount by Lachlan Bailey

8/25/2011

One day (I'm gonna be free)

Don't close me in a wooden box - she said

The day I left my home his love made me homeless

Burn me with the words I've been carrying whole my life

I don't believe in Jesus Christ I have no place to return One day

Let the wind spread me away - she said

One day you gonna be free

~Pola Chérie One day (I'm gonna be free)~

8/20/2011

I couldn't sleep last night. Today is 20th, August. I'm 21 and 7 months years old. So now I'm closer to 22 than to 21. I look like man these days. Too bad I'm not smoking. And recently I can't drink a lot as I used to, heavy drinker no more, my stomach is crumpling and my heart beats too fast that almost scares me. I drink too much on my own.

Today I have to go buy a birthday present for my sister. Planning to go to Seibu in Shibuya.

So I couldn't sleep last night. I've been thinking of my four months in Tokyo. They passed so quickly. Partying almost every weekend from the end of April.

Still dreaming about another escape. As somewhere I desire to be there is a gold treasure I need to find. As if there is someone awaiting me. Drinking coffee at 7 AM in the morning, alone in my kitchen, looking out of window, starting new day but not being sure where and how the beginning should have took place. I had never thought days like these will come. But I guess I predicted it somehow.

Pola Chérie

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