each bridge builds for own people/but sometimes this perspective it is
being their end

a fog
on a  deserted road
who have to walk

each step unconscious
in an ancient cave
what is fire on

a simple act to go
the results heavy
time is a death sentence

there have been muggings obvious
naked,vulnerable hearts
everyone is insensitive
do you know what is next
impossible

don't let to dark
you burn a light

never thinking of the difficulty in the night
tomorrow the sun will rise again

one day
it all ends
a brutal storm
from the root
humming sky
what it say
the anger of the people pollutes the earth

there are so much desolate places on this planet
not in the deserts in the hearts
a big void's within

so I know deeps
not in the seas in the stories
never unknown

stretch a bow
it is difficult
worse
leave a bow

being a thorn
on your feet
make think me every moment

I drew zigzag always
not by road
by you

my alcoholic soul
not for you
for everything

need scissors to life
extras are heavier

short fly
for you
not enough

no Bridge
all your loved ones on the oposite shore
brutal Raging Waters
life forces us to

no easy ways

from point shootout
high-pitched screams
the last act of the game
ends questions

and waiting for us
look dark

you put a nail too
wall ready
why falls frames

if the ball went to the opposite corner
it remains to watch with eyes
cheers to the player
loneliness to the goalkeeper

the score is written to the sign

now a wind
the waves are in the sea
my boat is afraid

and a cloud
the rains are in the soil
my cat is afraid

always a heart
it is in our
feelings

after me
a star sliding
maybe without seeing it will lost
heed

after me
a door will close
do not worry
who was the key
heart knows
listen

after me
there will be a ceremony at a altar
do not ask who the victim is
sometimes human should not know everything

a gift wrap
questions in mind
on assumptions

note: life was on assumptions

the sun lost
wait tomorrow
the night comes with slowly steps
like a guard to torture

behind bars
silhouettes
they're afraid of the light
trembles
always sneakiest
our dreams entrants

need to wake up
in a moment ago

is established so that alarms

which lie understood late
we didn't want to know
it is not always true,our need
is asked to lie sometimes

pain is change
same colors are lost in the sky only
do you know
alike some people

storm was unknown
alike you
every end is not beauty
alike every dream
you return from this road
every road is not comfortable
alike life

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

a little dream was our life
but reals were very different
pain colours had only in the world
table is this

where are you going from your life
a whistle was from your behind
a little dream was our life
come on you

when I listen from you a fairy tale
when the sky darkness and during a lightning
my childhood fear is disappear

believe me,I need you

this is my little wish
how about you,Darling

that seat is still rocking
I did not let it stop
since you got up
I need to feel your presence

do not think me crazy
love do not lets to this
all along
love is madness

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

recycling is the hope
everything for a chance
or the cause of suffering

the cycle of is already

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

have you ever haul
you knows the waters
I got hit land
I don't join in the hunt
you will not find in stalemate
always at the back of the shadows

(Half Poem Tecnichal)

time frozen
birds without wings
looks like ice
freezes hearts

burns day
love is fallen into the fire
end kicks the ashes
always become a legend

endlees stories

a short dream
we think long always
start and finish

we were always close the end point

a line
where is going
who is know
end
when
day and night
a story
which is it short
fire and water
life
always

somebody match won with number
somebody with knockout
result unchanged for the loser

someone won at love
someone at gambing
other player lost both

cruel face of life always such

a magnet your eyes
drew suddenly to me
my head is spinning
like a drunk

a magnet your eyes
drew suddenly to me
do you know
what a pickle
not being able to stay away from you
like endless jail sentences

a magnet your eyes
drew suddenky to me
I felt your magic
I entered your command
I am lost in your deep
words can not to describe to love

day
is coming shortly
  hearts ready

     you
are going now
   shoot me

     terminate
every pain suddenly
     my love


1 word
3 words
2 words

hard climb
need to leave
but ambition does not let
even though the cost is high

steep cliffs
like a magnet
calls crazies
some stories
ends at the bottom of the cliff

ambition,even life passes in front of

nobody doesn't want to get involved in a messy poem
               but both of us we'll be there for sure
when everyone know of our separation

we are a missing in sunset
our shadows lost
and in the dark
who was aware of

the cencus officer hearts,except

you know that this is not
your eyes were known

your colour was  changed at moonlight

tides would have been in your coast

shadows knows your silent steps
so now the world of silence

a moment is everything

w
h
a does the nail do
t

it does maul to the wall
b                                       e
y                                      m
s                                       o
o                                       s
m                                     y
e                                      b
carries a valuable table

by what time we are late
no one was waiting for we
even in sweet dreams
a shadow we could not see

have you ever extended your hand to the void
cold windy a cliff edge
did your inner cry echo in the mountains

and have they ever found you at the foot of the cliff

a point
dark
and you don't know
any time
a heart
empty
but it is a big pit
and you can not enter
a mirror
broken
and you can not see
a life
blind node
and you can not solve never

and the last fights
against the shadow

I know surgeries without anesthesia
and indescribable pains in disappointments

I seen every in blind alley abandoned hopes
and in each picture,the tones of pain

the fishermen threw their nets again
and they sang the songs to the sea

most of the time we have to waits
and future in front of us suddenly out of

return
when the stars doesn't slip

hide
on the earth to your pains

talk
with the man in the mirror

delete
if he never cares

ask
his late is staying

heard
a feather fall

and the last income comes suddenly
know

winds went away
and very obedient waves

you will hear a broken whistle on the edge
and
you remember the last meal the you ate suddenly
dream
the birds struck his little heart with a bullet
end
witness the sky remains silent unfortunately
always

feeble flickering candle light
if you was gonna blow
the presence of expire

we already live hangs by a thread

every end is painful trail
the candle on the table scraps
a woman destroys candle's trails

we are building a new world very quickly

each angling
for fishing
angling and fish doesn't know

it doesn't matter for fishing

each wave
the boat drags
not the wave and the boat but

fishermen are aware of

each coastal
open to the waves
fishes and the boats for shelter
nobody doesn't knows

important for fishing and fishermen