would you,
trust blindly,
help a person unknown,
where would you stand?
if situation,
can't be verified,
is a chance,
to save a life enough?
and what's moneys worth,
if they're lying...?

as sun goes down and nocturnes play out,
thoughts, they calmly sail, I,
reach new age bacchanalia,
garden,
of modern day failure

in 'Cáfe Orbit's End' line,
we wait for, forbidden wine,
the sweet taste of freedom,
now echoes long lost kingdom

tell me, lovers of time,
has any, met amatorculist,
worse than bitterest wine,
who stains tablecloth finer than,
one they named as lost poet

raven, raven fly to me,
mighty winds be her guard,
can you catch, the sound from sea,
longing song echoes from past

raven, raven wait for me,
half a soul stayed for thee,
by the river, by the sea,
desperate lovers can be seen

would leaves never fall,
if wind kept its blew?
cold winter leaf, hmm...
perhaps it hates colour blue,
i know we humans do,
cycle of leaves seems wiser,
they know to bury themselves,
when winter's due,
but aren't they arrogant!?
to go out in such style,
like chameleon parachuting,
seriously, who does that...

the most important person in our lives,
is not our parents,
not our friends, lover or our children,
not even yourself,
it's simply,
(ready for it?)

a person who you don't want to be

a poet doesn't cry through their eyes,
but if you look deep enough,
you might see,
how tears fall from their soul

the way rain beats dry desert,
birth of flowers,
creation of installation

and a poet doesn't write,
but if you look deep enough,
you might see,
how they paint gardens in shape of words