you do not come to last dance
I looked up to the stairs
the feeling of emptiness was terrible

but I still extended my hands

our lives were just a few fractures
but never our pain does not end

last a question was from me
who is know all fact

a blind light was in bay
how is bird see
do you unaware

all pictures are copies
look at the original

all colors are  outside
look inside

all painters sell dreams
look at the facts

all words are in the same style
look what is unsaid

it was an unheard scream behind the mountains
there were many losers just at the beginning of the road
every story was forgotten over time

they say that loves turm into legends

I want a wind  to sail
but your destination is in my hand
do not be afraid no danger
deep in my heart

go to the desert
wait for the cloud
notice the other

forget what you are searching now

only questions will remains the behind
do you know
a curtain was in your eyes
now do you aware
late hours are very dangerous
I am desolate and dark street
do you come

one wild cat was my world
only you could seen
what is it colour

the stars are not far away
your curtains are closed
the world is not aware
to whom should question be asked
facts comes cold
should change the scene from timt to time

wave one's hand to the ships
does not require knowing passengers

everything was secret one color
the scream echoes in the desolation
when the ships search for ports
who are caught by the storm

look at your vomiting
remaining in your
not separate from you

like touch to water was memories
disappeared

there is a nail  on the wall
everyone pays the price
the necessity of being a wall

time has passed
nail rusted
fell of the wall
everyone tasted defeat

the only victor was time

it is a shadow you look at
disappears when the sun goes down
you are hiding in vain
you need the light, it seems

I left my nets to the waters.
not the big fish I expected.
maybe you stop by here
that I was hoping for in vain

In whose net we swim to be a fish
how much we trust the head of the herd

even our dreams are not common
we are not singing the same songs

ends were very different
but first mistakes were same always
you do not know sea
why

You are on the shore
but wave sounds away from you.
Who can hear weak breaths?

all hearts are in a trap now
and empty eyes was on the mirrors with questions

if a spark is what you want
my eyes to be your lighter
if you expecting rain
let my tears flow

here looking from away
two eyes
a voice was once in your shore
like fire
every step is a question
in heart

with stay rains

no matter
different mirrors were to everybody

for everyone to be hurt need something

the storm is over
until the next storm
bad news for leaves
and trees

what is in hand

if you are interested try fly too
no wings needed
close your eyes
with my love

if you are feeling the wind
open your arms
run to me
let us fly together

sometimes forgiven for revenge
you can not know
do not look at every word so
you can not get anywhere

we are waiting for the last train
why slowly steps

no time
not yet
was down to the last grain of sand in the hourglass
time given to me

I can not wake up early from the beautiful dream

no time
not long

I said that wait for wind
condition of sailing
you listened to the seagulls
you did not know the end
fishing is dangerious
you were saying it is easy
the ***** of the sea is beautiful

a word
the world of wonder's secret

sky
for you
now different scene
look like  puzzle always
leave my clouds
them go
freely

fallen shadows on the wall
can you see shadows without sun

road
was empty
see desolation prevails
for forget our yesterday perhaps
shadows remain behind always
dumb cold dark
who knows
whose

call me after rapture of deep
unbearable to pain but
they make people mature
is not it

wait for me after the rains
earth cracking with thirst
comes drop to life with the first drop
is not it

do not leave our love bond time
doors ringing when you never expected
surprises will be timeless
is not it

count me as your last point
let there be noone after me
sometimes a promise is not left
is not it

live me like a dream
let me be on your mind every moment
everyone has an unforgettable
is not it

let me my sentences are without point
I keep moving forward
a picture without lines in my dream
I live as I wish

do not let your eyes be fooled by today
tomorrows are always blue
deep and cool

was thing I wanted most in life

looking at the world with your eyes
even if I run into many mistakes
I had dive into a sweet dream again

was thing I wanted most in life

to be able walk with you on a deserted street
even if the darkness is scary
resisting the world by hugging each other

was thing I wanted most in life

not to make a single sentence without you in it

I kiss you in my dream
like fly
I do not tell you
my heart stopped

They believed a story
until wake up
then they did not look at other stories
until their own stories are finished

We did not know a story
we thought what we lived is real
until fall into the void
we wrote bitter stories with our own hands
the name of the book was the story of the truth

They are and we are a real story only know

where does it end
the end of this path
don't ask anyone

numbered steps
do not stop  through

There must be one last question to the world.
whatever you could not learn while living.
the death row prisoners for is done everything.

why think like that

closing your eyes
get out of front of what you see
leave behind only what you want to see

when You lock the doors
it is yours in the room everything
forget what you left  out

if you kite is in the sky
your deep blue world
will increase your hope

you want to shoot the sun in the desert
in polers to the glaciers

I am just going to laugh

a gift wrap
questions in mind
on assumptions

note: life was on assumptions

Our tired souls want to listen to the soundof birds
are you aware

above are
no visible floor
like falling from a cliff

below no see a sky
in the dark
living like a blind

there is no other choice

a collector
he looking for the least

but anything was not in his eye

I live alone in the desolate mountains
a wind blows out of my road, I am surprised
I run in my secret world without knowing
my journey with storms,my dreams are in escape

all his dreams were tied to one color
blown away with a pink wind

now his all his hopes are disappear
drowned in a cruel heart gone

his loved ones decreased one by one
he went without seeing the truth through his eyes

it was wrong what they said yesterday was true
he learned with a painful lesson and gone

people to whom we give the most time
left us with time
we think it was time for some
some are timeless

butterfly's dream
flowers