When I found a light on the starry sky
I couldn't belive my very own eyes
but I saw your humble, mellow face
In the darkness where none can fly
There was only a slight hope
Single sound in the endless crowd
Happy faces were nothing but a fraud
Best wishes hidden in an envelope
Now you here in a light of the Moon
I am so unlucky, aren't I?
This is the night when I'll begin to die
So be my lover until the day of my doom
Feb 16, 2018
Feb 16, 2018 at 6:10 PM UTC
All men are equal
All men must die
Without saying their last
'Goodbye'
Lips will close
Hair will fall out
And everyone here wonders
what is this all about
Breast of your mother
Hand of your father
holy relics of your childhood
will soon scatter
Feb 16, 2018
Feb 16, 2018 at 5:44 PM UTC
Twinkletoes bring some voice
enough with flappy dance
I am deaf, but the Death
won't knock on my door
Unlucky me, I am poor
I have only purple shoe
Or maybe black or blue?
So sing for me Twinkletoes
I see only your lips' move
My ear can't listen well
but from your face I can read
that your song will be my common bread
Feb 11, 2018
Feb 11, 2018 at 5:38 PM UTC
Go when none has ever went
To the deepest bottom
Walk among those who found it hard
Who see white as black
Fire the candlewick
Let it burn, it is your fuel
The only light source
Fools will laugh, **** those fools
And when water pressure
Makes you dead, remember my son
Your body will back to the surface
So you’ll never be alone
Feb 9, 2018
Feb 9, 2018 at 6:55 AM UTC
Bury me under the Kingdom of Snow
Please, say to me this words of vow
So I can sleep under heavy ice
And rest without opening my eyes
Every time I open them baby
I see you, without me
Feb 9, 2018
Feb 9, 2018 at 6:33 AM UTC
I won’t leave this world
Until my they’ve got my word
I mean words
Of loneliness, restless hopes
Dreams that made me sick,
Of my own oppression, depression
Cuts on my legs, holes in the chest
Cold touch and anxious mind
Feb 8, 2018
Feb 8, 2018 at 3:21 PM UTC
One plus five
I’ve got nothing to hide
Three plus two
I don’t love you
Ten minus six
You made me sick
Feb 8, 2018
Feb 8, 2018 at 3:19 PM UTC
When the Armageddon comes
There will be: sheep on a field,
Sails driven by a northern wind,
Boiling water in a metal kettle,
Matters that we wish to settle,
People speaking nasty curses,
but making such silly excuses,
Cat that plays with a mice,
And those blue, pearly eyes
Which will see the world’s end
The apocalypse and people
who try to defend
Feb 8, 2018
Feb 8, 2018 at 3:13 PM UTC
I have an empty room
there is no place for you
not even piece of floor
you’ll stand before the door
you can find a golden key
or bring me cup of tea
but you will never see my face
because I need some space
sing me a song if you could
when I’m hungry bring me a fruit
through keyhole I’ll make a glance
to say cheerful word: ‘thanks’
I’m sorry for your loss
I’m trying to get better
as you are worth of my smile
even when the world is vile
Feb 8, 2018
Feb 8, 2018 at 3:08 PM UTC
What is a song of a psychopath?
Does he sing at all?
Maybe it is about blood, because it’s sweet
When it’s touching your broken feet
Sorry about that
Don’t think. I am not a psychopath.
What is a song of a sociopath?
Does he sing at all?
Maybe it is about watching people making love
And there he comes, with a boxing glove
Sorry about that
Don’t make any suspicion. I am not a sociopath.
What is a song of an anxious man?
Does he sing at all?
Maybe it is about having this gigantic fear
That makes his heart to tear apart
Sorry about that
Don’t be stupid. I am not an anxious man.
What is a song of a sadist?
Does he sing at all?
Maybe it is about reading this poem right now
And he is wondering ‘how?’
Sorry about that, but I say how it is
You are this sadist.
Feb 6, 2018
Feb 6, 2018 at 6:05 AM UTC