free
-r--n
--e*d
---end
exempt shadows then you

apparently reality is a chameleon
eye illusion appears
octopus wraps with arms
life is hard,it bounds with arms
vulture turns on the carrion
a bullet kills its prey
time just flows

allegedly,we're so in the loop

I left it to her eyes
my heart hostage
whereas it was a big mistake
but at the moment I thought
a treasure I found
you don't to be jealous
believe me,I couldn't it enjoy

was that I forgot
it is not on the surface  
deep down buried treasure

dashed lines
you pass when it is appropriate
focus point is eyes
anywhere near
route changes suddenly

a bird's eye view
offsets
in case of deviation
bottomless cliffs

maze
along the road
watch from the edge of the window
varies views

n  
o
w
a train is going quietly suddenly at the lonely station
anyone not crying one shaking hand for some reason
train whistle the mournful sound and everyone sorry
hard to hide,each separation will not close a wound inside

a vase
fell to the ground
refraction of sound
the cat got scared
a moment's slience
the pieces scattered

the next day

a vase
it was  standing at the table

whispering Moon
frogs are sensitive
Lake awash
environment is misty
he keeps a table
painter ownself
there is a lack
who is taking care of that

Moon went
Frogs are silent
Lake stagnant
Environment died
Painter is tired


the curtain is closed,game over

our ruins of ancient times
our friends so little half today

our increasingly wound hurts
our love is no longer a fairy tale
we waguely remember

where did our childhood  hiding
now corrupted our music box
the actual wound area,our souls
our fears were once tomorrow
most of us stayed in yesterdays

we says once upon time and we stays

what had on the end of rope
didn't you knew years ago

now in front of you

death

when it converts into a dumpster time
most new,slowly
for a short time in the hands
you will lose,tomorrow

that is a story so
written for everyone

without realizing it you live
you don't have heard of hidden steps
stack questions
you can't escape a kind

black horizons is now
anyway,you left behind

the mirrors are a magnet for women
untill the last day
an unbreakable relationship
can not be described

have looking for one of the most
the history in the mirror
now it will not be reflected on the surface
old images
this makes them heavy wounds

now broken some mirrors for this reason

and still they wait
rain down
arid lands

clouds so far away
it is not important
while there are hearts and hopes

and still waiting on the shore
the sailors on a stormy night at sea
lovers on the shore


maybe they will never come back
depens what
love will not die

they being dragged along in the arms of a flood
for help those who jeopardize  own life
they extended a bough into the flood

even they don't succeed
made it his mission
because they were still a human

we all were on a road being on the road
different routes
have you ever thought about
there are icebergs ahead in the sea
sanstorms in the desert
the cold weather of poles
cliffs on Everest
space travel does not accept the error of

no fear
when you call the road
our only thought how can I go

still the routes are determined
there are a road inside passenger

route couldn't be without human

empty streets
do you know to slience

difficult questions
the diagnostic unresponsiveness

cheap ways
try to sneak

into the abyss
look a little

a bitter song
listen all day

in the heavy rain
it get wet so

everyting gains
each experience

the attractiveness of the prohibited window
never were you endured

in the hands of a gripping flood
have  you been toy never

in freezer cold naked mold
are you blood froze never

returness in the maelstrom of the world
did you see drowning never

wandering in various roads
couldn't you came it ever to a place

do you understand
will live in a knot

in the temple of the monkeys the bananas to make
whatever life is offered
to be a cactus in the desert
the necessity of creation

live for a little hope
I'm not saying that is what glory

only being forced to

leverage question
what will the day bring
life here this
steps into the unknown is throw
request is a dream
attractive like a face
get lost in the maelstrom
never can't understand

puts a hand endpoint

in seperate worlds/our hearts when travelling to the first
who realized the sky out of the same door

darkness rising
screams are echoing
in depth

a bird flying
the sun smiles
above

hot rising
blood warning is
inside

the waters running
fishes are swimming
in the groove

you are  being
like everything else
in my heart

Love grow like a fire,spiral earth
if want hearts

we will fly happy like a bird
if love in hearts

if we know

time is fastest Bowman
captures more step without taking

look

do we know
we are only short stories
author and hero we

how did you start
how can you finishes

on the one hand,heavy emotions
on the one had,empty words
here all issue this

we understand what is
what our emotions

hallucination life
words and emotions

waits pages
hands pencils
will stick around

rowing all day
a short break in between
some food

shackled hand and foot
the heart is based on difficulty
lifetime *******

need to take the path of the ship
this is the only target
fit with the rhythmic tone
motion to must continue

coonnected life,some people paddling
silently passed of this world rowing convicts
do you know sad their stories
listen tells,the dark and the raging sea

each syllable was pronounced
unknown in galleries
the looked at the surfaced
they own errors

they put the last point wrong
more news before don't came
they left the caravan half way
they own errors

they were dehydrated for a long time
they thought it was mirage oasis
they have taken a wrong step
they own errors

each coastal differently
they thought it was hard to get easy
they disappeared in the vortex
they own errors

are you a sweet dream
I can't wake up
this is what I live on
I'm really shaken up

the fish on the network
I'll struggle in vain

and my hollow outcries

the fragility of pottery
the weight of lead in the air
birds such insensitivity
a note on a page
in a low voice echoes
who says ,what is beyond
on stormy seas journey
nightmare from which the awakening
......................
a after
desert

a knife doesn't  cut it until to your eyes
blood doesn't flow,but severe wounds

load doesn't force until your words
if you understand,would you be damaged

never knew what is in my heart
I was concealing you from you,my love

-a-----------------a-
--we------------you-
---see----------for-
-­---that-----back-
-----chalk-think-
---------varied-----

you started at a picture
you haven't seen me

you have walked on the road
you didn't call me

you used a color
you didn't ask me

you wanted a port
you didn't pick me

you ask a question of the most important
in fact,you knew

this is borderline
obliged to stop

unattainable aspirations
obliged to real unwanted

away the ones you love
fatigue obliged

whatever disappears
obliged loneliness knocking on the door

what pattern is empty
obliged imagine  resentment

there are another deeps of the most
in all of us
not anyone can enter

sometimes we open for our loved ones
counletss locked and back sliding the doors

for this reason our deep wounds

my world too like you

----------------------------------------------------know---------­----------acrimony
-----------hits the----- the---------------don't------their---------why--------you
--- waves--------shore---voice------you---------------troubles
the---­------------------------------I hear

straight ladder
you haven't never seen it
they couldn't even invented yet

straight and ladder simultaneosuly
the dream even harder

like some two thing

property poem
planet's path
pointy plan
proper phantasy

something saying
silence
see the sky
stars
streets seen
sympathies stiff

-  -  - time is a river fast flowing--------------------------------------------------
       ­                human-----------------------------------------------------------­------
                           is---------------------------------------------------------------­-------
                           a-----------------------------­------------------------------------------
                      ­  grain----------------------------------------------------------­----------
                           of---------------------------------------------------------------­-------
                         sand-------------------------------------------------------------­------
                           all----------------------------­-----------------------------------------
                       ­ drifting--------------------------------------------------------­--------

silent narratives
eyes watching
a touch of each hew
from ancient times

yhe art is fantastic
spreading magic
with the mysteries on the earth
each stone is leaving that part trail
in the hands of the artist

tired of sculpture,in the caverns of time
it is resting comfortably in its followers

(We are both sculptor and sculpture

-------trapped-------
---hearts----------
-since time immemorial-----------
-----circulates story----------
--------------you hear----------------------
-------------------------------spider web--
------life------------------
----attached people------------
--------------------unfortunately------

shadows never talks
won't leave no trace behind
and nothing stands in their way

secrets are hidden deep
under each shadow
stops unkown threats

shadows can not cries
they don't feels the cold
never *****

you can't step on the own shadow

(f)or you
o(r) never
I d(o)n't a wave
mad (m)e you think

(t)hank you
s(h)arper eye
th(e)n the next day

(s)ee, it coasts
b(e)tter than for  we
pe(a)ceful landscape

---------------cage is in our brain our obstacles are imagines
               inside-------------------------------------------------------now
­         hearts-----------------------------------------------------------­---strain
   stole------------------------------------------------------------­-------------every
who-------------------------------------------­-----------------------------------where

you afraid of the dark
some of is hidden in the darkness

some of remain out in the cold
you don't leave from the heat

you won't last you long road
some of life consumes on the road

some of always is in pain
you don't know what pain is

you'll drown in your own world
some of universal lives in the

reflected in the water
your pure face
lovers comes to see

your echoing the cry of the mountains
only,I am hears

for me
to help you
this heart

rustling the leaves
the inner voice
from the hearts

those who use a bridge
have to trust each other

in the sea in stormy weather
passengers  are in captain's hand

mountain climbers
the ropes are tied in the waist

each drive
want solid brak

those who fear the dark
they runs to the light

lonely man
if I hear a noise says

loving hearts
searchesfor the beloved

who plays for drums
misty weather
spreading fear in the dark
growing eyeballs
getting a lot of questions
from silence

breaking point
soon screams with pain
captivity will end
who can stay on earth forever

the time will end for us

my fingers  inside your brain
it is not enough to touch your eyes

my hook mounted on your back
of your pains depends on me
maybe I treat different

I slide into the your deepest
sneaky like a light
I see to your secret,silently
I won't say maybe tonight

wound your blood drips the floor
I want to gauge the strength of
all the magic disappears
in life at the end
maybe your extinction,I will learn

a wild wind blows
you're afraid  it might be the top to the bottom
each curve is different
some speed cuts
x     x      x          x
whereas yesterday expect
you understand today
it is very costly
for everyone is a waste of time,
actually,you are wrong
while you wait you don't live
x          x       x       x       x         x
the buzzing of the fly that each blushed
it is summer,I should hope so
anyway,it is to happen
tell you too
who will know
x   x    x    x     x