You knocked
and I opened so quickly
it was almost as if I were expecting you

You smiled
and it was the only time
I could control my mind whilst losing it

You kissed
and blank was the world
of past and future (it was only you and now)

You left
and what could I do but write
this poem about so little happiness in

man’s life

There once was a house in the woods
with coloured birds sining on its porch.
There was a house on the soil full of stones
and noone to hear their song.

I found it one autumn afternoon;
Walking on the leaves graves
I knocked on the door when song
vanished and silence remained.

Wooden walls of every room
brought the sadness to my soul.
I felt your presence in the air
though in my mind laid a hole.

Maybe it was in another life;
was I too late or too soon?
Only thing that remained true:
I was alone without you.

I left you a note on the kitchen table
with few rhymes that you might like
for if you ever come back here again
you’ll find you and me alike.

Walking alone from that place
with no destination in sight
I remember the house on the soil full of stones
and moon falling in the night.

In the morning the birds cut out the heart of silence
singing in the quiet sunbeams all day long
while on the kitchen table laid my lines saying:
within my heart you’re my only song.

Battleground
Of perpetual motion
Reigns upon calm thoughts
Of devastated soul
Called simply me
Though in fact it's
Wasteland from here
Until the rest of nights
Spent without you

But now
Your presence brings
No comfort

It's of no use darling
I turn off the light
And show you my back

Your tears seem scared and empty
Hush please
Don't you weep

Wait out the morning
And the sun trapped
In its journey without end

Then leave my bed
Since you can't leave my mind
Leave and don't look back

Or show me how to love
Give something that's missing
Cleanse me of sorrow in my mind

I know I know I know you can't
Your heart belongs to someone else
And mine is lost spinning

In the darkening night
When dawn is far
Unreachable to my spirit

It seems that it will never come
Stopping this perpetual motion
Of heart until one is none

Until the war is lost (no strength found)
And familiar hands of sorrow touch
My loneliness on mind's battleground

cold lone ages of misery
how unbearable you are
to die and become nothing
to reach the end of the line
to give trust upon few
to bring peace upon many
to give them your money
and swear them your lives
to die in their war
on your arms blood
of another man
to live in factory
to make money for food
so your wretched little son
won’t starve to death
but inside the death’s already here
around you
on floor on walls
in us
*
the death of light
the death of freedom
the death
the end
the luminous curves of your body
the last breath you take before waking up
and look in your eyes seeing me there
my love the death of always
a small piece of hope perished
here
in this life I am
forever and alone
(same sun greeting your mornings
another man lying
in your bed)

On píseň lásce mrtvé zpívá
Tak smutnou až měsíc pláče
A slunce v noci neusíná

Ona jak z ledového kamene oči
Upřené na sklenku vína
On na štěstí víc si nevzpomíná

Bílýma nedosažitelnýma rukama svýma
Pohladí mu tváře zčernalé
Jeho slza už ji nedojímá

A když odchází spočine v její náruči-
Sám ještě do noci světla nezhasíná
Kapka slzy, potok krve, koho vina ?

nobody ever filled my missing parts
nobody could get me so high
but you with your questions about
history and politics
while the burning passion within
(which
swept away cold walls of my mind)
grabbed me by the soul and gently kissed...
(slight enough to break wings of butterfly)

...but here and now those parts are missing
yet again
here in my violent stubborn heart
while outside haunting wind
provokes the outrage of the chimes
(never to touch the face so fair
never to hear another subtle breath)

I should go to sleep!
I should go to sleep…

…desolation comes upon the days
painting the time with little pieces
of suffering (how can I close my eyes
hearing it coming with malevolence
in its steps)

Good-bye
Good-bye
and always my love

yours nobody

***

You probably don’t think
about me anymore
(as spring about winter
and winter about fall)
But tell me
in the deepest of nights
do you ever wake up
feeling the calling
far from your sight
(and sight of any man
life or even meaning)
do you ever start crying
because the tears from
miles and miles don’t
let you free yourself
from burning (in the
same time dreams
of you were cut
from my heart—
—the reality so painful
and shiningly suicidal)
but don’t worry please
for
the stars and the trees
and the world is
the beginning for you
(for me the end)

This rose is bare but for thorns
Dried blood once shed on its petals
Is forever gone lost in wind
While eternity hollows the unborn
On these stony shores
Where only flowerless roses bloom
And before anything starts
Everything is done
Before storm there is another one
And afterwards the sea is full of fear
For rain is mixed with horizon
(Ships have no place to land)
Hostile world in lost part of universe
Paints the hills above in darkened shades
Of black while birds fly until they tire
And fall from the sky to some shallow place
There is you blind and naked
And there is me furthest to close
When I touch you your eyes perish
And into the darkness everything goes
While in my depths unneeded soul howls
In this world of you and me only flowerless rose grows

I don't understand
How a thing such as
Your kiss can be of fun
For
It's a desperate need for
Survival (in the sky
There are thousand burning stars
Watching me live and die
Biting those angel lips)
How can you give it
So carelessly hanging
Like a drop of dew from a leaf
That's just about to fall
In tones of gentle music
I feel your velvet skin
Pressed on my being
In my mind there's only madness
(But my heart is completely still
For a chance to hear yours beating)
Just like fire
Just like love
You make me infinite
You make me eternal

We are of this world
Though our imagination feeds beliefs
That we are of purpose
We have something more
But it's all only words of silken lies
Each day one is born and another dies
We're trapped in circle resembling flies
As world pities our inability
To give each other happiness and smiles
Or even to understand our pains and cries

What a tender soul
(or heart of fire)
can write about love
(such gentle force
to make eternity last longer)
what miracles in
a form of life can be
found written on her
(by the holy flame)

It’s like when bird
lovely sings
(or other cries in his song)
making Earth’s burden
a little less heavy
(a little more natural)

Poets are like birds
and lessening burden
like a love of man
(both beyond the time)

Who am I 
Who is this life everybody talks about 
A stranger passing through 
Strange land
Cleansing rain
Winter cold bites the flash
A monk sitting naked on the snow
The first man and the last 
Ash and dust
Ash and dust 
Building a cottage with blooded hands
On the hill that nobody climbs 
The sky touches his head
The sun guides his heart
He looks into the world
And it is silent
Who is he
And who is this life you're taking about
A stranger passing through strange land

Not a single cloud in the sky
Only fiery miles away sun
And birds that can never stop
Themselves from flying
Or wanting to sing
My thoughts are the ones
Of an old wrinkled man
The one who is no more
In this world
Only perceives the time
Needing some space not to be
Questioned
To be left alone
Watching the setting sun
Or only to sit with closed eyes
Feeling all the fallen pasts
If only the world could wear silence
Though it seems as heavy burden
For life is no silent task to endure
Even when there is nothing living at all
And there is no one to hear the storm
Sounds of thunder reincarnate
The will to live as it stubbornly calls
For attention

*But gets none

I could give you twenty golden doves
to fly around your paths
I could be your guarding hound bitting
the thieves creeping by the door
I could be your lover with flaming eyes
kissing you gently upon the night
I could build a house for kids and us
to cook and tell the stories of the past
I could start the fire in our hearth
when it would be cold on your feet
I could make you laugh on stupidest
jokes tearing the darkness apart
I could calm the tear tempest
when everything would go wrong
I could play any tone to sooth
your soul (I could sing any song)
I could give you my clothes
when you would be wet from the rain
I could love you forever
I could spare you the pain
I could be with you every single day
and night (even when the sun
would cease to shine)
But the decision has been made
and there is just one thing to bade-
-that you would be happy without me
so that death can silently await
my homecoming to meet
you in another prettier life

There is a cage deep inside me
There I hide my madness for you
It’s locked and also soundproofed
so your songs wouldn’t reach me

There is a cage deep inside covered
                                                    in lie
There I keep my foolish dreams
and it rattles when I see you smile

Stars (vibrant fragrance of light)
Follow me on a path
Made of stone and memories
(Some of which are forgotten
But for the road and flowers)
To the Unknown in this darkest
Time of black blue sky
(The moon a slender smear
Painted across the universe)
Torches cold left me blind
Gently without a sound
(Air heavy falling upon the land
Watching and waiting its time)
A star or the tip my cigarette
Implying the dark in vein
(In vein words all which were said
And done and timely executed)
Barefooted the souls of my feet
Hard walking on a cold ground
(Blood shed by sharpening stones
Black on black in ravishing dark)
No milestones to show me the way
(No way at all in this night
Until morning calls for light)
I'm heading to and from the point
In the world that I do no know
But slowly patiently humbly
I'm moving on from nowhere to
Nowhere
From you to you

Scene:
Blue eyed boy, brown eyed girl
on stage

Silence

J:(he is stunned as usual by the flower
which is her being,
unmasked with naked heart
watching her every move
both with gentle serenity
and never ending lust
moments when their lips touch
make him feel the true heaven
her eyes make him blessed)
V:(she's maybe never felt like this before
the way he looks at her
the way he smiles and sings
it feels like hundred butterflies inside her
started a long journey entangled with time
the way he kisses her every part
the ways he can aimlessly talk
without him she misses him dearly
with him she wishes he’d never leave
there’re so many ways he makes her smile)

The things that are about to be
and those that never happen...
Nothing vanishes for
nothing appears
Laugh until you can
(because there is no laughter)
In the middle of the lake
there is no lake at all
no world
memory or
thought

(Me is whole in this place
though in this place there is no me
there is no such place in me)

Master meditates at a crack of dawn
while leaves fall from careless trees
Winter is on its way sliding through
images of reflective time

When student comes he knows better
than to wake up his master’s thoughts
He would like to ask:
“Master! What is Zen? What it means to be alive?”

Instead, watching the horizon painting
the blue waves green
He sits next to his master
and starts contemplating with him

a mirror
a shinning lamp into
your heart
someone who you
conquer your dreams with
a stimulation for mind
giving
just enough life for your soul
to bloom and
enough hope
to give more

Choose your faith

And

Die

You see I’m broken, he used to say
My life gives no meaning to the time spent
What is there to live for?
I came to him and kissed him
But my love was never enough
For he despised something so low
In his search for greater reasons
And I lived for him in his darkest hours
tryed to tell him things like honor don’t matter
that I am here for him and that’s all that there is.
But he knew one day he’d be gone
And yet still thinking about our love
He would search determined to find
anything to prove me wrong
So he could justify his fear of being forever
in one place, with one person
experiencing the same fate
for in his love he couldn’t settle down
burning with fire impossible to extinguish
and what is left of him still writes this poem
while I’m recovering ready to give my heart
to someone that matters as once he did.

Yesterday the other man
cried bitterly absorbed by
solitude of his blue eyes
Today I smile warming
charmingly (hiding cowardly
in the depths of nowhere
above the clouds under
the sky) people who know not
(do not want to know) about
the clash of storm and light
while stillness remains intact
Yesterday the other man
jumped from the bridge only
to be welcomed by gentle
perishing touch of river god
who gave him his life
(even though death was asked)
Today I fold my freshly dried
clothes and hide them on
the highest shelf never to be found
Yesterday the other man
ran and disfigured his soul
to not understand love’s call
Today I try to find something
I lost but forgot what it was
just roaming through back alleys
with hope for touch (but it
is already far too long)
Yesterday the other man
lied in my bed and through
closed eyes he saw woman beloved
in flowery dress with silent hair
barefooted luminous and fair
his dreams betrayed him once again
for in the morning she was never there
*Today I wake up alone
afraid to die
not knowing how to live

I love you
but what good has that ever done?
maybe few smiles
but deep inside
you are still alone
locked
scared
sickened
you hold a little lamp inside an empty room
knowing it to be the only light
that the world is to offer
you believe people are unreliable
the keys are lost in piles of dirt
(the moon has never seen your face)
and yet when I look through the keyhole
desperate to reach out for you
I see a pair of glowing brown eyes
they are hard and yet wondering
your face is the picture of Venus
defiant, proud and simply beautiful
but still capable of loving
So put your hands into dirt
search this whole sad gloomy room
to find the key that opens lock
because nobody can get through

Gray suited mad man sitting
in an armchair with blue eyed
sight beneath the depth of words
lit his and hers cigarette and releases
the smoke desperately imprisoned from
its birth by mouth by lungs dissolving
in the space of sickly white walls
where it mixing with presence
it passionatly dances in ephemeral
lustfully mediocre air
He said
in the morning I was a corpse
impatiently waiting for time to
breath into me a smear of life
I washed my hands I smoked
I turned on the radio and let
the music flew its way to an end
I had a glass and then another
and another until I thought it
safe to finally put on the mask
of smiles and unchanging
incarcerating compassion that was
supposed to dwell in all of us
She smiled
suspiciosly touching her hair
as if she could not tell whether
she liked him or not
She asked
if this face of yours which is never
to be found in the sketchy mornings
is not in fact your face, then what
do you wear it on? Don’t you suffer
from suffocation
from overheat? Don’t
you want to live as free?
He smiled
raising a glass to his false lips
that taste so much of a sin but not guilt
He said
something so cold does not mind
the sunshine and that which does not
breath the lack of air
I wake up dead and leave the house living
but only to an untrained eye for
hollow can see another hollow
trying to hide itself in deceptive depth
my eyes are the mirror into which you
cannot look for you do not understand
the important unimportance of birds
multiplying each year just to multiply
or of trees that grow and are cut down
no matter the time when woodcutters
step on gentle summerbreeze
you say it is so it is
and others it is but it cannot be
drowning their lives in never changing
reality achieved by praying and LSD
they fear what I have to say
it is not and it must not be
He fell silent
reaching for another cigarette he
realised she was puzzled
She said
but isn’t it you who drink all day
just to forget the scenery of pain?
He smiled
He said
and isn’t it you who give yourself
to all those men to hide before
an unreal reality of nothingness
She shrugged
for he was right that it wasn’t
disarable to drunkenly watch
and name the colours of the rain
Nothing else was said
he paid and they left
afterwards they lied in his bed
he smoking a cigarette
She said
don’t tell me that there was nothing
you have felt for your heart was
racing with your breath
He smiled
thinking
but have you seen my eyes darling
O you poor deceived woman
only they tell the truth hidden in
the hollowest corner of the blue
that lifeless soul cannot be fed
that simple mask to put on in the morning
cannot enliven the dead

Half moon there and
Half somewhere else
Even stars wonder
Only moon knows

How can people cross the night
Without a thought of suicide
When the only light is light
Of cigarette burning in fight
And the stars wonder
Of ones that are dying or getting older
Each day each night
Without a thought of suicide

Half moon there and
Half somewhere else
Even stars wonder
Only moon knows

How can people live through the night
Without trying suicide
Maybe it's the half moon gone
Knowing how it is to be alone
In this long dark night
Having only half a heart
For the other one left
With tears and screams
Hopes and laughs
To die somewhere inside

I dreamed you were a cool rocky lake
in the middle of dry colourless forest.
I came thirsty to your white pale shores
and you dived into me when I was lowest.

Hello
Will you cure this madness of mine?
Say nothing
I'll just walk on by
Nevermind
Seeing me heading forward alone
I've said hello many times
I've said goodbye and been gone
But I´ve never waited too long
For halfhearted replies

Exhausted men of working class
Are you satisfied
Each late night you're about to get in bed
With a stranger calling herself your wife
Just to get up before the sun's tired eyes
Never having a moment of letting go
The hopelessness of fast running life
Clutching in your tiny beaten hearts
The poverty of unfinished childhood
Mixing need with burning hate
Anger with weakness and cheap drugs
You run but this boat is slowly sinking
And kids are hungry cold unloved weeping
Kind words cannot find suitable soil
To be planted in their parents' mind
When nothing's sown nothing blooms
Bringing only destruction to own kind
Only helplessness in moonlit little rooms
Exhausted men of working class
Are you feeling satisfied ?
Or are you so lifeless and indifferent
That you've become dead inside ?

Dreary pictures of phosphorescent
times when you and me were together
hang from little strings attached
to the ceiling skies full of aether

The flaming red flowers I gave you
once turned all gray and aweary
During some thousand hours
in our arms we couldn’t say sorry

I watch you walk away saying
this time it’s for real darling
in the end it’s always the same
we keep on living (we keep on dying)

When you turn for the last time
expecting to see me cry
I’ll stand there piercing your eye
with tears for you to satisfy

For long I was not myself
My true form being only inside
Outside a scarecrow of pain
Smiling upon the world
Like endless vanity
Thundering in calm
Then (without even knowing)
You reached into me
(Into the corners of my
Forgotten soul
Into the heavy heart already
Bled to death)
And touched gently the roots
Of my very existence
Which started resonating inside
Like a bell chiming the end
Of pain
And my inside and outside
Became one

Now when I see you again
I will smile for you
But you won't know
I am awakened
A storm sprung to life
I smile because of you
But you don't know

Say the prayer child
don’t mind the world
lives are lies
ash and flesh bloodied
words empty whispering
to God’s deaf ear
save us

O father I have sinned
witness wind heard me
say you don’t exist
matters not present nor past
words empty whispering
to God’s deaf ear
spare us

Do I dare disturb the universe
from her dreamless sleep
while fathers fight for their rights
children die, mothers weep
words empty whispering
to God’s deaf ear
please overlook our sins

We learned nothing but
giving words to our feelings
eternal pain of loving forever
metamorphosis of killing
words empty whispering
to God’s deaf ear
please leave a massage
God’s not here

there is nothing to write about
total decay
whilst flesh youthful
(be it spring)
dead is the mind

Step lightly
if night invites you
into her silent prison
as gentle wind
fondles naked trees

Tread slowly
if stars offer you
their cruel white hands
to climb higher than highest
that man is to climb

Move cautiously
when the unholy light
shines upon your way
while inferior blindly
to the quiet shadows

Knock gently
so you won't make her scared
(always like tiniest yellow bird
ready to succumb to flight
to make her escape)

Love deeply(love wholly)
for her eyes are
eternal emerald skies
and her ****** mouth
a little taste of paradise

Leave reluctantly
being robbed of sleeping
wait out the light
and let the sad rain
fall down all night

Killers
of men, women and children
animals, vegetation
and finally of ourselves
for nothing better to do
out of boredom (pain)
a second of fun

Lovers
pationate and yet tense
always ready to abruptly burst
into dreams of others and play
(and let ourselves be played like)
with our prey adoring the moment
more than eternity

Poets
romantics at heart
each keeping our own faith
in god in reason in nothingness
franticly chasing some long lost lives
trying to extract the secret to live
instead of living our time

and if nothing’s set and nothing’s proven
then what are we?
a cloud that longingly rains upon the earth

...and we’re gonna rain until the last drop

Night and day
Sun runs moon limps
Sounds echo through
This supposed wasteland
Me being the motionless point
Of all the universe
Observer of known
Not understanding a thing
Absurdly absurd absurdity
Why this glass grabs that hand
What does unlock the rage
That makes us so violent
And love o love shinning everywhere
And nowhere is the love
Souls having been starved to madness
Jump hastily into her arms
Thinking of having found happiness
In a waterless pool
They hold their breath until they suffocate

Open your eyes to night and day
To sun that runs and moon that limps
To miles travelled and those yet to travel
Open your eyes to motion
To become motionless
And then dance the dance of absurdity
Become nothing and all
Dance like never before
On flames dance with bare feet
Always and never wounded
Heal your soul
Destroy it with hammerhead
Be one and none
Be for a second and then be gone

Beginning the morning
the sun peaks unto the world
and always overlooks
that which is hidden behind the hills

Patiently biting its time
it moves one tiny step forward
until it shines upon everything alive
except the caves of deepest depths
where those with whom I’m alike dwell
in the dark
in the cage
of wounded heart
forgetting everything
that could cast some light-
the stars
the sun
a true love

Two shadows were taken from the sky
to dance in circus being robbed of wings to fly

In the country of roses and waterfalls
which shape the silent rocks of old

They felt displaced, motionless
and people thought them cold

If only they could get their wings back
and left this place of misunderstanding

Only together they could be happy
In the sky among the stars forever flying

And maybe this song doesn’t make sense
and maybe I’m losing my mind

But you need to know that we’re those stars
we are flame and eternity, we are of one kind

I used to call you Čiči
a name of little girl
from
a monster fairytail

You always smiled
and my heart stopped
for awhile

I lived for those few
seconds of happiness

I used to call you my love
as one of many clichés
in our lives

Because a true love’s
always a big cliché
burning at stake

I lived for those times
when you were mine

This is my last goodbye
I know it took me forever to change
and through that time I hurt you so many times
This is my last goodbye
even so my love has never been stronger before
and it took me forever to realise
This is my last goodbye
Upon your fair lips I pressed mine in hope
that maybe you remember what it means to love
This is my last goodbye
For you forgot, lost or grew hostile to our love
lying and splitting us apart
This is my last goodbye
I suffered what I had to suffer
and loved truly for you were meant to be loved
This is my last goodbye
for I know you can never say farewell to him
for you like too much to be adored
This is my last goodbye
tears will dry sooner or later
I pray that someday you’ll find out how to love again
This is my last goodbye
to all the pain and all the lies
please remember that forever you’ll be loved

It is now four and the stars
Are beginning to gently fade
The morning tools to eternity
To bring back horses of reality
To wake up this hostile sun
To separate us from hopeful dreams

I'm lying in the bed thinking
Of how I'll never see you again
But feel you beneath this face
Made of pieces of happier memories

It's always you who I make my tea with
Who I spend my days talking to
Who is no longer here
Only the darkness never runs
In which I stand like solitude hill
Afraid of dreams that lie
And then there comes the empty
Malevolent sun

Still the damage has been done

Here I am babe
naked on the bed
of dreams waiting

And here you are darling
trembling gently
like a willow in the wind

Outside the moon sweetheart
spies on your pale legs
jealous to take part

So please hurry love
for I’m desperate
for your gentle touch

When you lay your spirit
on mine we start to burn
but please don’t fear it

Just Remember

What they told you back in time:
"You must shine when you burn baby;
Burn and Shine.”

I dreamed you a fresh
flowery blue dress
smiling into the sun

your blue eyes of sky
blonde hair full of sunlight
and sin
barefooted on the grass

we were walking (your hand
in mine)
we were smiling (with ever
burning fire)

no destinanion in need (
only your presence
captures the eye of God)
no pockets to hide our
feelings in

forever and yet never
A sleepy lights came through
the window
night crept out through a back door
a pallid day walked in

I cannot think
Nor can I sleep
I dived into you
Much too deep

You won't promise
What you can't keep
Leaving my love
Wandering the street

It's hopeless to hope
To make a leap
The path to you
Is just so steep

It curls and falls
It's long and wide
I frantically walk along
With both hands tied

In the end it's you
Or this desperately looking world
It's unclear by whom
I'll remain timidly(lonely) curled

I can't give you my heart
For I do not own it
My feelings etcetera etcetera
Cold in the sun flying
Undisturbed by birds
To forever more
To somebody else
My soul lingers alone
Temper the beast
Slowly moon speaking
Its part in the game of night
Love is etcetera etcetera
Your hair longing for
Some drops of rain
Warmly your hands touch
My desperately scarred mind
Fire burns
While it shiningly rains outside
Of our hearts
The light
The light changing ever
So fast without notice
Being alone is permanent
Ephemeral a mere illusion
Appearing lustfully in our lives
The day is done
Your lilac eyes are shut
Showing no colour to the world
And I watch the rain
Thunder lightning a play
Of God deadly and beautiful
I see emptiness but I may
Only be looking inside myself
For the world is imposing void
One time and overcrowded
Silly small and painful the other
My feelings etcetera etcetera
I couldn't give you my heart
For if I owned it
I'd give it again to her

On an island
in the middle of desert nowhere
nothing but your hand
can reach me

Trees here
they never bloom with leaves
dead as love
that once was new

Endless rivers
veins of purple blood lead
to me but I’m broken
broken heart

For the boy
I was beating in and
the girl I was beating for
split apart

Clouds over
bring the saddest song
of dancing rain
of heavenly light

Thousand miles
to every sides 
there’s only sand and ash
and dust

Yesterday
and all the days before
couldn’t prepare me
for what is now

Silently
I watched him cry
O I would heal myself
but I don’t know how

Thousand miles
to every side
there’s only me dying
and no signs of life

Tomorrow
and all the days after
seem empty and grey
without her love

Love is with a blowing wind
Always here but heading
For some other place

Love is with the roaring waves
Giving and taking life
For their pleasure

Love is with the burning flame
At times shining warm
Yet still consuming

Love is with the vicious storms
Spreading their bony fingers
With deadly touch across the world

Love is in the morning skies
Coloured like my lovers eyes
But the clouds have come to rest upon them

Love is like a howling wind
Speeding through us
To some other place