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Jozef Vizdak Apr 2016
I waited the first day
for the signs on the sky
cleared by the evening stardust

I waited the second day
for your face to show
in the oceans of gold

I waited the third day
for the touch of your hand
warmer than sunlight

I waited the fourth day
near the lake of solitude
where mockingbirds sang me tunes

I waited the fifth day
desparete for your presence
so esencial to my being

On the sixth day
I build a fire that touched
the stars for you to see

When the seventh day came
I was forever gone
for you would never come
Jozef Vizdak Feb 2017
there is nothing to write about
total decay
whilst flesh youthful
(be it spring)
dead is the mind
Jozef Vizdak Apr 2016
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.
And again for her...
Jozef Vizdak Apr 2016
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
Jozef Vizdak May 2016
Hello and now walk away
You've never been here to stay
And never you mind the many times
The word always escaped your lips
And never mind how many times
It was received as a warm rain
Falling on this god's whipped heart
To reincarnate a smell of flowers
Those hours when my ship sailed out of bay
Just to be turned back by the storms
Or even an unusually good weather
Good day stranger and good bye love
For I have dug so deep and wide
That now I can't see the light
And all of you coming round
Cannot see my abyss solitude
Under the ground
Just stare how magnificently it is dark
And hello good bye hi farewell
For in my abyss solitude
Humankind doesn't ring a bell
And if you stay amazed of what you see
don’t you feel darling
it’s only dark as me
Jozef Vizdak Jul 2016
I go where the trails lead me
The wind blows this body to another town
When all the world has failed me
(As I have failed the world)
Into the unknown I go
Jozef Vizdak Jun 2016
Well she hasn't called for days
But there ain't no
There ain't no movin' forward
from her spell
There ain't no
There ain't no givin' up
As they say

Well she hasn't loved yet
There ain't no
There ain't no time to spare
And I pray
There ain't no
There ain't no obstacles for love
I love her everyday

Well she embraced the pain
There ain’t no
There ain’t no goin' back
Myself I fray
There ain’t no
There ain’t no hope
But sunlight coloured grey
Just a wordplay from 4.30 am
Jozef Vizdak Dec 2016
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
for A.H.
Jozef Vizdak Jun 2016
I always think what to tell
you to be mine

but

if you wanted
you would be

words can’t change it
deeds can’t make you

what was done was done
and I don’t know
how to recover

or find answers
without you

when I cry in the night
realising how weak
I am

stone and soil
not suited for sowing

rain that ceases
all sparks

what is left in this corpse
is in fact you

my bones
dust of eternity
and you

but how can I ever
explain

when you gave up

how can I ever regain
my in you still beating heart-

have you thrown it
away by chance

as something you’ll
never need again?

or have you put it in
a freezer

as to not feel the pain?
Still words don't change it
Jozef Vizdak Jul 2016
I don't want to be with all these people
I'm waiting for you
On this shallow face painted
False smiles
And beneath only pain survives
I want to be with you now
Tomorrow in a week ten years
Lifetime and all the lives after
But I won't
The decision is not mine
You've moved on
And with these people
I'm alone
Jozef Vizdak Nov 2016
because I’ve lost you
I have lost hope
I’m moving on
leaving you in lit rooms
full of cigarette smoke
for you have not loved
taking me as fleeting chance

I have lost hope
that flowers will ever bloom
that road will never end

Dizzy from cheap wine
and conversation full of empty words
with silent spaces so long
eternity started growing
on their edges
I had to leave
and slam the door
so the pain could echo
though its angry impact

(I have to find
I have to find
myself without you)

and everything you’ll ever be
isn't going to be part of me

I sat on the street away from
lamp lights
It was already too late for sleeping
always too late to change the past

Came home early morning
couldn’t find you anywhere

the silence has overgrown
the misery that you were gone
Jozef Vizdak May 2016
Looking at desolation
(that you left here behind
with me in ruins)
and sun that shines
only to be stopped by clouds
(for darkness has deeper
meaning than collapse)
I touched the only pillar
which remained of
the temple (where
each night lied seven
stone roses with blood
in their petals) but
spirit of the place was gone
(with the summer which may
never spread its arms across
the land again) and I was left with
a hammer and pickaxe to
rebuild the temple (with a face
of new goddess) you destroyed
when you gave yourself to him
(but the times is not right now
for my hard hands are feeling
numb) looking at this desolation
I endorse my isolation (but the
time will come and it will be
a new poem for the eyes of love
Jozef Vizdak Jan 2021
without the feather’s might
and plow to sow the lines of soul
at the violent hour
the hour of blade and blood
we reach the same shores yet again

and if we do not come too close
we shall never see the wrinkles
that stretch like markings
left on earth left without water
for the yellow heated dust
for the rock and the death

what is dug from hardboiled soil
is only a flicker of hope
the last thing lingering in the ancient box
trapped while the other vile evils
trample over the old and new roads
and the rain’s still nowhere
but in the heads of perpetual dreamers

I cannot make sense of things
for some time now
there is me and there is you
separate, separated, separating
the trash in the mind of none
and when the photos we took
and the silence we shared
is all but gone
there still seems to be some life in us
there still seems to be some light in us
there still seems to be some love in us
yet not for each other
Jozef Vizdak Oct 2022
(The only wisdom we can hope to acquire
Is the wisdom of humility: humility is endless.
- T.S. Eliot)

Uprooted
Like this beech tree;
Weary of the deceptive world
Of unceasing wind tearing its leaves,
Dry sun shamelessly burning its dreams
Of a fair new world just begun
And of Heavy flooding rains
Offering only deceit of deceit of hope;
Aimless is the time of birth and death -
And so am I.

And yet even when lying on the earth
seemingly mortally wounded,
A new bud secretly and silently grows
Humbly receiving a little piece from all -
And so am I.
For my dear friend F.K.
Jozef Vizdak Oct 2016
And soon- death
doses us with dreams
folding them with pale fingers
in our heads-
forget about my eyes
that day by day
spied your nakedness-
-forget about my hands
searching relentlessly upon
your perfect legs to find
the spot that made you laugh-
then with feeling that something’s lost
wander to places we’ve gone
only to find endless emptiness
hanging from heartless trees

if by chance you wake up early
offering your soul to cold breeze
I’ll be there quiet unnoticed
just like the highest hills
have stood without us for centuries
then look through me and
dreams be done
and soon- death
rises from the better worlds
to make us one and one
Jozef Vizdak Nov 2016
Like a rain you washed over my tenderness
To water my consciousness
Now I'm drowning

Like a fire you hugged my fragile lonely soul
And gave her wings to fly
Now I'm burning

Like a morning star you showed me coming
To life of the first of many days
Now I'm dying

Like a deepest of abysses you pointed me
To where love was coming
Now you're leaving...
Jozef Vizdak Sep 2017
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)
for V.G.
Jozef Vizdak Dec 2016
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
Jozef Vizdak Oct 2016
Love to death
(&)
not a bit less

Live to love
(&)
gather faithfulness
Jozef Vizdak Apr 2016
"I can’t” she said
and he ceased to live

Alone on the mountain
never fighting the howling wind

Alone on the mountain
she’d asked him to be alive

“I can’t” he said
and she only braced her pride

“You’ll take me with you” she begged
but it never mattered for he was dead

And he looked at her
but she couldn’t match his eye

Out of suffering she cried
“If you long for it then go and die”

Alone on the mountain
snow flew around his soul

Alone on the mountain
there’s no living without her anymore

He said “I say unto thee
I beg you to stay with me”

Alone on the mountain
the death gave him first kiss

Alone on the mountain
he got first sign of relief

“I can’t” she said
and he ceased to live

“What life is it
when there’s no love in it”

“What life is it
when you left me on the mountain
saying: “Please wait for me”
and coming back when you see fit”

And me already dead
but yet still standing there
alone on the mountain
I won’t fight the howling wind
I’ll let the snow to warm my soul
I’ll return the deaths calling kiss"
Jozef Vizdak Oct 2016
Shouldn't love in itself be simplest of beauty?

It is the circumstances that make it difficult, they say

But how do circumstances change love ?

Only love changes love
Jozef Vizdak Apr 2016
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
Jozef Vizdak Apr 2016
As the spring blew the winter’s touch away
and the country showed no signs of life,
from the ashes of those who had fallen
grew a bed of dandelions in a single night.
Jozef Vizdak Jan 2017
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 ?
Translation:
He sings a song to dead love
so sad the moon cries
and sun can’t sleep at nights

With stone cold eyes
she gazes on glass of wine
he can’t seem to remember happiness

With white unobtainable hands
she strokes his blackened cheek
his tear doesn’t move her anymore

And when she leaves she rests in his arms-
alone into the night he doesn’t turn of the lights
a teardrop, river of blood, who’s fault?
#cz
Jozef Vizdak Jan 2017
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
Jozef Vizdak May 2016
You left me in your
                                     web
then
         made another one
Jozef Vizdak Apr 2016
A heart blinds itself by emotions
binding my love in out of time.
Everytime I’m with you I’m glad
for in your darkness I can let my spirit shine.
For the one who hurts and is hurt
Jozef Vizdak Apr 2016
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.
Jozef Vizdak Oct 2016
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
Jozef Vizdak Jul 2016
I can’t write anymore
I can’t say one more word
I’ve done everything I could
in the present and the past...
past is still behind creeping
like a snake in a shadow
of a yellow rock in a desert

Future is long gone before
it had chance to spread its
fresh and lovely smell around
my lips and nose and eyes
It’s just a wasteland where
dead flowers grow into
the ground instead of
offering their colours to the sun

I don’t believe your love is gone
I can’t believe you moved on
It’s just this feeling inside me
yelling I lost something
but I can’t I can’t I can’t
let the voice be true
I can't
live my life without you
for H.V.
Jozef Vizdak Aug 2016
It’s funny how expectations change
First I wanted you to leave him
then just to see you was my bread
and now the prayers that you’d write
but you don’t mind darling
happily walking through life
with him and words that once
were something more that themselves
became blown by the wind
or never were what I thought
So he is your remedy now
and mine is the insanity
clinging to me drowning
me as if it was honey
being normal in my absurdness
When drinking I cry
mortally wounded
I smoke green cones
just to be higher in my lowest
still feeling nothing increasingly
submitted to time and time only
If I walk I walk to you
you are my dreams and music
while each morning wickedly
brings reality unchanging
that I’m with you without you
each night I watch the sky
with innocently simple question
but such as moon closing brings
forth the planet’s tides
stars and sometimes even clouds
don’t know about it
as they don’t know the answer
or who’s asking
and frankly they don’t give a ****.
for H.V.
Jozef Vizdak Jan 2021
Winter sun
Looking into myself
I find only snow
Jozef Vizdak Apr 2016
Could you be the god's lonesome traveler? 
Or just a spark of light in worlds eyes
When you pass the cities that don't want you
You always pray (for the sake of their lives)

She was pure and infinite in her doubts
with pale hands around your head
she was fair and beautiful memory
in the mists of graves (and the dead)

If you walk, she’ll walk with you
and if you lie, she’ll be gone
if you betray, she’ll be crying
her heart was given (never won)

The death has hands upon your sinful face
The death knows where you came from
The death tolls the time of rest
for you lonesome traveler (and your roam)

She’ll hunt you down to amber grave
with flowers never to be born
She’ll kiss your lips with lips of night
and take your heart (with hands cold as a stone)

Be gone now for no god is ever to be greeted here
in the land of misery and people with hard beds
Be gone now for there is no preaching for us
for no God ever ruled this land (only death)
Jozef Vizdak Feb 2019
before the first man
came to the woods
for a long time there
was only endless bipolarity
with summers and winters
like two interchangeable twins.
the snows on the top of the hills
were flushed down by april suns.
there was only a hint
yet no notion of change.
no sound of a sparrow’s chant
or of coming tides.
wind travelled alone across the land.
I think some years later from now
after we split apart
he’ll have a hard time
getting accustomed to loneliness
again. but he will possess the second
eternity to forget men.
Jozef Vizdak Apr 2016
Crows were sitting on the line
looking down on crucified.
One smoked a long cigarette
the other had the smiling pipe;
rings were floating up and high
above those down crucified.
Sun was shining red and low
underneath flew Holy dove
as a God’s gift to the crucified.
Blood from wounds came dark and hot
the crows were in fact a hungry lot
praying upon the crucified.
And when the hour came and died
crows were there and clawed their eyes.
Jozef Vizdak May 2016
You thought there could
be no worse than leaving

(but for an endless suffering
of mine standing there watching)
Jozef Vizdak Jun 2016
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
T.S.Eliot is an author of words "Do I dare disturb the universe" from poem  The love song of J. Alfred Prufrock... It inspired me to write this poem
Jozef Vizdak Sep 2016
Do not give my words back
Because they are yours
(Because you are inexcusably
And they are the mirror)
Do not give my words back
For they are the pain
Washed over by summer rain
(Love lost found and lost again
In dirt Lying burning in vein)
Jozef Vizdak Sep 2016
6th floor balcony
3am
1 finishing cigarette
No hope
Jump you fool
Jump until there's time
Jump until there's enough bravery left
Dignifying family future
Unspoken love's past
Jump until it's over
And the cigarette's finished
You leave the balcony
It's too late
Another chance wasted
Another life fearfully saved
But soul already in hell
Jozef Vizdak May 2016
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
Dream I had of long lost love
Jozef Vizdak Feb 2021
Choice and compassion-
Just those two sum up a man.
And evil originates only
From a desire
To be loved.
Thank you John Steinbeck
Jozef Vizdak Jan 2021
One night upon the stormy waters,
John the sailor lost his hearing
But the sea and the sky,
Indifferent as ever,
Continued humming and screaming.

Before his eyes waves came and went
Just like the days of his youth,
Seen only through the lightning
And faded glow of the lanterns,
Never destined to sooth.

Unable to hear the shouts of his captain
He felt lost; in his nose only salt and sea
With their notion of deaf eternity.
A piece of mankind’s suffering shone from his eye
While his hands, stretched onwards, perplexed,
Were desperately trying to grab the invisible sky.

At that moment a memory came to John,
From the depths of human unconscious,
Of a drowned Phoenician sailor who resides
In every man who hath passeth the seas,
Of the end of the lengthy voyage,
Of the leaves of grass and of the breeze.

Burried by the ocean or burried by the soil,
Matters not to those who seek eternal life
But more often they end in the stony places
Where only dark and ghastly things form -
Considering this, he regained control of his spirit
Prepared once again to conquer the storm.
Jozef Vizdak Oct 2016
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
Jozef Vizdak Jul 2016
I wait eternity
Eternity I wait
I
the last autumn’s
colourblined leaf
The last soldier
when the war is won
I wait
for the golden suns
and eclipses deeper
cutting into fragile
little woesome souls
I
the knight unsurprisingly
mistaken and betrayed
with blood on my hands
Oh so much
Oh so much
I wait
tears coming down from
cheeks and the rain
that washes them
stirs them with the
Earth’s silent cry
everything’s quiet
Heavens fall
I wait
for a prophet of new
age to bring us down to ash
for love that was once promised
from the God
for you who pledged your heart
to me and instead only took mine
I
nameless faceless genius
a mask of smiles
with tearful eyes
darkness in darkness
I wait for light
(but it never comes)
Jozef Vizdak Apr 2016
Every time I kiss you
Our
Souls collide with eternity
Jozef Vizdak Nov 2016
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 ?
Jozef Vizdak Oct 2016
Every breath you take
I suffocate so you can breathe
Every small spot on your body
Screams for blood and so I bleed

When you fall I'm on the ground
To soothe your landing
Just to get you up again
Learning the lesson of giving

If I fell would you be there for me
Would you offer me your hand
Or would you leave me to myself
In this hostile hostile land ?

And if I told you I love you
Would you speak the same
Or would you look into my eyes
Leaving only speechless pain?
Jozef Vizdak May 2016
Walking from her house
from her boring little talk
of what comes after death
or the scenes of the past

Until the seed is sown
no rose can bloom
Until the love is shown
you'll remain a fool
As it has been said so many times already
Jozef Vizdak Nov 2020
Yesterday I could touch you
And it felt like being born again.
When your hand turned to mine
In a big blue car
My body and soul quivered
Fearful of the uncertain future
That at once stood tall before them
But suddenly crumbled like burning Rome.

I don’t think that you can understand
For I’m not sure if it can be explained
By words of any language.
You are the beautiful deep abyss
Into which I long to fall over and over again.
I want to share your darkness and your light
Smell forever your hair, hold you in my arms
And there will never be one who want it like me.
For V.L.
Jozef Vizdak Oct 2016
desperate me looked into windless
time of a day when birds rest in their nests
upon my blank mind silence spread
its flowery luminous wings
everything was calm as dust followed
the motionless moving of all beings
your gently hidden love disguised
by blue of the sky lingered just for a while
until perfectly stealing heart went on
to find more unlocked doors of happiness
and take slowly but patiently yet another’s hope
to love to live to believe
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