Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
LW Mar 2018
slýcháváš příbehy bloudící v ulicích
ty hlasy jsou olejem pro plameny plic
tlumíš je každý den
tlumíš je po nocích
když duši svou otupíš
tak neslyšíš nic

srdce a pocity se někdy chtějí
najednou v tvé hrudi z místa hnout
můžeš si objednat jen něco k pití
rozvlnit roviny
a do vln pak vplout

prohrál jsi srdce a svět na druhé straně
ve vlnách prohraješ jediný sen
z lásky ti zbudou jen nezplacené daně
z lásky ti zbyde ... černá barva jen

černá je milenka co neumí milovat
černá je za řekou barevný kraj
v černé se přestaneš na věky litovat
na konci všeho si dej černý čaj

prohrál jsi srdce a svět na druhé straně
ve vlnách prohraješ jediný sen
z lásky ti zbydou jen nezplacené daně
z lásky ti zbyde ... černá barva jen
LW Dec 2017
“... look...
one world with seagulls
gliding over the hot noise of the city,
seeing it all,
down there”

....maybe they have noticed how our footsteps tend to meet and get apart again, our proximity oscillation in the streets below, maybe they have noticed I dream of you when looking out of the office window, when watching them at their flight, when their feathers shiver in wind, I dream of days and years and lifetimes with you

“....look...the other world, ......
....the world after 6pm, world behind the train window glass...two people getting behind their own glass ... and waving”

*... just keep waving ...
LW Jun 2017
Do barevných křivek touhy času,
Svěřuji tajemství,
a mám jen Tebe
v naději na návrat ztratil bych duši,
s nadějí na Slunce zničím teď nebe.

V lákavých temnotách tvého jasu,
stanu se lovcem,
vzdám se i dechu,
Položím život,
...a ztratím trasu.

nech mě jen projít, nech mě hořet,
prostorem proklouznout,
obelstít pána Času,
Nechej mě do kouzel tvých
vstupovat bez atlasu.
LW Jun 2017
Every inch of you is getting so deep within me. The Sea is stormy, you are The Storm within, light ray awakening the sleeping waves, bringing the dormant to life, as my soul longs for yours,
flying through night blackness
my soul longs for yours,
and every morning is separation but also a drop of hope, it is another day when we might be close again,
just standing next to you means free fall
because
you are my universe
LW Feb 2017
Hear
They hum with waterfalls,
so wild and cheerful,
teasing banks, grasses and trees
Sun reflecting in ever talking waves,
they talk, they do
"We always do..."
See the trees standing on banks
touching the waves with leaves

Feel
the shiny dust when water breathes in
and shoots high
not slowing down against rocks in its bed,
feel the pulsation in every arm

But after sunset
rivers fill up with whispers
their waters blacken terribly and become silent,
trees quickly retreat their branches from the waves
and the rivers then rush towards horizon,
towards blood red clouds...
LW Oct 2016
Sometimes,
there is only a melody
or rhythm
just before a verse is born

Sometimes,
the glowing touch
of your fingers
sketches the feeling of having you completely

Sometimes,
sentences below the ice awake
and call everything alive,
all what remains and matters

Sometimes,
punchy waves of pain can be ridden,
and unknown cities destroyed without any casualties

Sometimes,
what cannot be seen, rages in souls,
its echoes forming a rainbow,
a bridge.
The unspoken treasury forever desired.
Everything is you, and words just pop out from this glowing flamy mixture, and I am just a pen
Next page