don't force
from the most plausible reasons to your sun sink
don't cry never
for will be

are being turned into a tale
dreams and facts
drifting fate
income repeatedly floods

they break your upright posture
tough to kick a traitor
life is a steep hill
I would like to look as the crow flies

the last ships takes
whilst your inside a white bird
no ,they can't know
what for you Sunrise

we had a appointment
in an unknown place
at an unknown time
with hidden agenda

you late again

my rivers numb
my water back down
no my old floods
I am afraid to live

no fish don't search
I am already lone
don't be afraid to enter to my water
my stones had not

don't look on the map
I am dry now ,I am thirsty
don't try to save me
you don't know
why I am unhappy

enjoyment waves
with the coast plays
sands doesn't matter
but fishes are bother

must steal the fire
for life
have a high price but
for junk warriors

meaningless questions
no the only real
undecided steps
very much road

the ground is slippery
impossible stand up
many falling
wounds bloodless

dreams are inconsistent
hope is dwindling
concers brutal
the day is fading

unquestioned

on a road the man and horse
against time
the sycamore tree knows
every pain saves a experience

many travelers have passed from this road
witnessed sycamore tree
what passenger lived

they none now ALWAYS
time always won

the fog crashed to your mountains
distributes winds
empty to your nets
the fishes are hangs out like me

way of life
now we walks
uncertain end
we doesn't know

loves had fitted to books
if it was found to correspond

tales has not better ends
if human evil loved

the waves hits not to the shore
if the wind was not pushing

questions ain't reached nowhere
if it remained unanswered

one day
they tells a tale
like your life

not really experienced

one day
a painful scream
echoes in the your room
after your death
they are upset

you can not  really know

you have taken a stone into the sea
from the rings of the water,certain
past sleepless night
certain from eyelids

you can't lie
I know at you
closely

everyone had masterpieces
my short poems
I liked the drops
others from oceans

both water

it is not very long
centuries ago loves was the same
only people changed

it is not very different
centuries ago the pains was the same
only weapons changed

it is not very bad
centuries ago desires was the same
only dreams changed

it is not very true
centuries ago tales was the same
only heroes changed

the holy demands at the rendezvous point
similar to the rings in the water

lines spreads from the inside out

the birds meet on the roof
moles underground
the fishes are in deeps

everyone lives in his own world

except I and you

trees were very happy
the woodcutters also

someting does go wrong

time teaches us to live together

they cuts the ropes too
when needed
to cut off ties

or they does blind node

w                                                                               finished
    e
c                                                                            be
   a                                                              must
      l                                                     top
        l                                      climb
           s                                                                ­                            forget
a                             ­                                                               we­ can't
v                                                          trace­s in our hearts
  o                                    mountains
     i                                in
       c                       echo
           e in desolate

RAIN            HEARTS           DESERT                EYES
            wants                 in the                perhaps           gives

disable shadows
no trace of the scarecrow's body
artifical reality makes
fake images

a wavy sea is my heart now
when you are in my shore

love is a tide

I am drawn to the strenght of your shots
either come to me or go

with a line parted roads
with a horizon line
a line  was drawn correctly
with a line crossed
the borders were determined with a line

a line shouldn't be
determines everything

word was in need of line

RUN        WAİTS          NOW        CHANGES          EACH
          sea               calm           after                     blue              moment

many ships sank
on this rocks
every shore is not calm
hazards sometimes go unnoticed

each cage size is different
according to residents

the size of each coffin is different
according to death

you installation meaning for my absence
similar to the pain of death
just remember
only deceaseds can't returns

very busy days one day ends
a door is searches for in loneliness
walls do not hold nails anymore already

faded pictures in the album keep

you can't revive dead memories

vicious circle
limited in time
motion restricted

severe condition
life-forked
wrong choice

alienated sky
far away from people
cold now
constantly tired from our mistakes

cracked earth
from our heavy load
upset now
from our ingratitude

no attributable
our crimes
never one we have not regretted
from our indiscretions

if I was a breakwater
cuts off the waves of your sadness
I will be very happy whilst

you are in a bay
you didn't need me

I called a trace
uncertain
if you saw
you sholud be happy
certainly

I live had
fearless
if you doesn't knows fear
unnecessary

I cool down
causeless
life remote from me
you live very nice
without me

we told to winds
our suffering
turned in a storm
our anger
it was dark
our loneliness
very deeply
our screams

what a pity
our truth

the spring has waited
our flowers

I know bottomless pits
falling in very much
screams still can be heard
shakes hearts

I have seen gardens without flowers
in unnamed countries
odourless bodies
with faint shadows

I woke from terrible nightmares
on my body sweat
life made more sweat
with brutal face

stayed in many shelters
after each attack
who agreed
the responsibility squarely

one day you can write an article you never thought of
after a death
great deal deaths are changer our lifestyle
a bomb falls on our pens
now fill the paper difficult

pains cuts words

there are those who want to come back to this world
they did not understand anything

cities had build cities destroyed
bombed destruction belongs to them
their tecnologies were very advanced

they used it in the wrong place always

destroyed themselves

our ancestors

and every ship
what was carrying unknown
for you and for everyone

never ask
which left the port
broken hearts

when all increase wrong hypotheses
no theory is not validated when

top-level different approaches
if deeply shoots

thunderstorms in the night
if you are looking for shelter

I have in front of your door

curtain closed
what will change
in the last stage

change rols
never knows
currently you least expect

repeatedly as blows

abstention stops the shadows
in the dark impasse
a scream is hears
frightening desolation
who,what,where searchs
all doors to the wrong adress
or guest are welcomes deaf

formerly was happy tale ends

my fear is short-lived
my love is uncertain
depending on the flow of events my friendship develops
my query is in the dark night
my endless mistakes

without further ado,let's see to you

there is nothing in you,what do we do

must be a hyena
because I am in pieces

the blow hit my weak spot
I am pretty broke

now I want censorship
my life is horrible

I am late to give up at  my addiction
I tore myself away

war bells are playing again
people must be mad
a pretext found to destroy

no wound is completely closses
trace remains
no trace is completely lost
place remains
no place entirely yours
space remains
no space is not meaningless
sometimes searches

the life of risk
you don't knowas you swim in the sea
being caught in a vortex
with dizzying speed return
the danger of becoming shark bait
exceeding the threshold of fear
giant waves to get
being a toy

the life of risk
walk to the edge of the cliff
not being able to look down
resist to strong winds
preserve balance

just remember
every moment of life
           'risk'

was cold lavas
however,once they were
burning each place

eating up the night Wolfs
it scares you
our flashing candles
who will solve the riddle
                                      
                                               empty pages of the parrot
                                                over and over again
                                                that leaves our stories
                                                 most of the half life

irregular Aber rivers
be unaware of the overflow
with our earth adventure not ends
there we will live in the sky

mossy of your coast
your sea is polluted without me
nothing without a reason not to be

surely you have to believe