we were lying down on the grass,
watching the beauty of the sky;
she had her eyes on the stars,
i had my eyes on my world

Pen me a thousand verses
of hatred, of love, of peace;
pen me a thousand verses,
o'er those clouds of sorrows.

Pen me a thousand verses
to sail the ocean of emptiness,
accept failures of bygone days,
for there is always tomorrow.

Cry the most beautiful pain,
pen a thousand verses again;
shadow of fears will then end,
moon will illumine the night.

Pen verses for a heart to mend,
profound words are explained,
'nother chapter of life will begin;
pen verses of the journey's fight.

I put myself in a bottle,
throw it into the sea;
in the midst of this battle,
waves crashes over me.

Waiting for blinding sun
and cold light of day,
troubles, weigh a ton,
take my fears away.

I am alone in horizon,
from morn till even;
my life only begun
in Your Heaven.

I'm not afraid
of dying,
but of living,
yes, living,
it scares me.

Of losing someone,
of everything,
of living
in nothingness,
and in pain.

It scares me
to know,
that life isn't fair,
of people's judgment,
where is freedom?

You live in the world
of broken dreams,
of broken vows,
and of broken wings.

I'm not afraid
of dying,
but of living,
of losing someone
you love.

Standing
on this bridge,
it reminds of you,
of the things
we used to talk about,
and only I could hear
is the sound
of your voice.

It seems odd
it is so quite now,
only I could hear
is the lonely waters
of the river,
keep flowing
until the end,
never knew
they will be lost
in the ocean,
like I lost you.

There is a castle
on my mind,
thoughts
are unexplained,
mysteries
deep within;

but whenever
I write,
leads confusion
to imprint;
a poet's pen
evokes concealed
feelings.