Pretty potent,
Portent of Doom,
lift up your eyes -
blind by the Moon.

When a woman averts her eyes,
I feel the snow has secrets to hide,
Or from the small crook of her arm,
I feel the warmth of buried sunset,
In the charm of a country steeple.

than unchanging stubbornness
sacrifice that transforming is better
more beautiful.

I'll play guitar, you go to sleep
In the morning I will meet
Your eyes again,
But until then
My love, sleep well.
_M.

Please let me come out of the pollution - i said.
cleanse me,
let me look with the happiest eyes,
in clear colours.

My God, don't make me be a mist
I know I feel better this way
but the alternative life make me confused

I don't want to be like that

Help me,
help me find a way out
from the labyrinth of suffering,
because for the first time in my life
i want to spread my wings
and fly high,
without being drugged.