Dark day, cold, golden leaves, autumn, morning dew,
The dreamer is lost in the day, he loses his route, the poet sings his imaginative spew,
The painter gets inspiration, will create something new,
The spirit of poetry is growing, flying in the clouds, rhymes are rising, they are floating, the wind carries flue,
The debt appears after dark and deep morning, it is no longer so scary ,
I admire nature, my imagination jumps, I love words, I dream, I sing, I love, I am a visionary
I love lightning, thunders are my denary
All this is inspiration, the soul of poem, literary
I remember the beauty, sweetness, the height and the width of the old dude
I sat like a boy on him, sang, dreamed, dreamed, old poets cite
I looked in the eagles mildly contrite..

I stand at the entrance of the church somewhat lost
I watch sacred icons, cross-view
Every character and eyes call you to accost
I remembered my early childhood and my croft
When everything was simple and soft
Parents younger, grandfather host
Who are we? Human beings, sons of God
Devil’s subject or a great human frost?
A look at the lost cross
Start, heated, close, defrost...

What is it that makes us so blind to see?
What in people are foreign to interfering in other lives?
I imagine the god sitting on a high and wide lea,
He sit and imagined, trying to see,
Where did he do wrong with man when he created the world?
Did he give his holy a word?
As if he had entered into some kind of venom,
What will happen to Armageddon?

Cold October morning, the wind is loud,
I wake up awfully, from my dream somehow crazy.
Dark skies and every cloud of color is bitterness.
The sun is behind the cloud, there it is, it is heated, it just can not be seen.
The smell of honey and morning coffee arouses me a little mood.
I turn on TV and play music, news make mi tired.
In one teaspoon of honey I felt all the beauty, tenderness, pride
Our dear God is given nature.
On TV was song ‘Beliver'. Too perfect for such a depressing morning.

Life is full of surprises, empty and filled, life,
He is like colorful music, but also as a sharp knife,
The shepherd keeps the sheep in the hill and plays the fife,
He admires the sun and dreams of his wife.

Life is a strong fight. Everyone has his own way,
Who will fit me in my way,
Today or tomorrow I will find a bay,
Life is just a quick game.

I know that I can and I can say, Yes, one day,
all of us, God puts on temptation,
But never to those for which we did not get up
. There is neither yeserday nor tomorrow,
There is only today, and today it is far from us,

We must make the first sway,
In life there is no replay,
We stand at the doorway,
and let's try to create our Happy day.


Life gives you destany,
do not forget who you are and your identity.
Some things are brevity,
We all born and die,
For that we know, that we are sure
they are not lies.

Life gives our eyes,
that we can make the difference between truth and lies.
It takes effort, something to devise,
Alone or with allies,
Sometimes you have to be with spies,
Act just and wisely, You will receive your prize,
And it's materieze.

Life is the sun that shines through the day,
the moon that flashes at night,
It will constantly intimidate you,
always afright, if you need a meteorite.



Be a knight,
a fighter and a tiger,
an insider, strong writer,
unique and mystic.

Life creates warriors,
There is always a heavy barrier,
You are sometimes a worrierr.

Everyone carries his own cross,
We all go once across,
We dream dreams of glass, how we emboss,
And we have wings like Albatross.

Life is full of obstacles,
a strange song, a long game,
Quick as a summer windy flame.
We have to have a aim,

Life created pain and faith,
and sweet fame,
But in the end,
everything is down to the same.

Who knows what a whispering wind is on a stormy road and a bevel. What is the inverse level? The bell door rings at the entrance, In your dream like an angry rebel.
The pain is the one that moves us into faith and live,If it does not break us, it strengthens us.
Pain, like a carousel, believe. Devil has a thousand faces, but only one aim. Do not be craven. Fear is just an illusion. Everything becomes an indication.
The heat of fusion creates evolution, find the right solution, What creates your passion, stimulates your spirit level, be your rebel.