the last scream
inaudible on the desolate
the pain stays in place

the last word
it is most true
at the final point

the last appointment
it is very valuable
it is given to a private person

the last load
most are heavier
always effortless is prompted

We forgot
the legend of heroes was lament always

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narrow angle sun
shrinking shadows
I t is now desolate
crowded territories

a downpour begins
accelerated steps
floods are drifts
hearts wants a shelter

gloomy views
fears triggers
what are you waiting
the moment is determines to scene

there is a line on the surface but
very deep injured
the most of them perceive bite

the punishment that were given before
the docks are entitled to  wait
as ships  approach
the most of them realize late

innocent stories
hoodwing
the truths  don't reveal
the most of them  suppose that they are nice

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

everything is possible
we don't know

the real problem

we live shallow and limited
we are surprised at everything

don't need a lock for the heart
there are eyes

your life don't have enough
there are uninhabitable

it doesn't end with words
there are won't be told

let faint
sandstorm
hear inner voice

painful
poignant screams
desert cuts always

shouldersheavy load
riding
break kniees

last unknown waits
where,whom
watch

I wanted a small bite
the day deployed up in front of me the mountains
the difference is large
life is disappointment

when the wind is waiting my sailboat caught in storm
it is not desirable but
finds us disaster

the roads is not known,but we walks

we were always ready for this election
to be or not to be
we tied the rope of life in one of two roads

it is left in a junkyard
friend of years
that was the rule

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

good pictures are noticed late
good painters after silence

time dragged to a spot
when everyone is in the same spot

the shadow of the truth comes out on the sun

everything staying on the store
carries the waves to the shore
the ones in the sea

a coastal must will approach

aiways inappropriate, friends
solar eclipses
who calls the darkness
if the layout is degraded for a monent
unrest begins of the human

incomprehensible meteors
they surrenders to Earth's gravity
their bodies been dust in the atmosphere
attain's price is very heavy
for a moment you will regret

why the stars don't stays in the sky
don't have any room
the massive void in
they feel unwelcome
for a moment there

a rainbow
after the rain
all the colors in it
a painter's brush
draw your heart desires

life always
the throes of the moment

you can't see it
if you don't look  it with your heart
the tears in the picture flow inside me silently
silent screams are unheard
but it burns deeply

the torns of pain

the truth was so expensive
we sold our dreams cheap
nothing did not change in the end
we spent what we had

hot roads was yesterday
rains will come, wait
other colors will gone  with your shadow
the world will change

we are in the wrong dreams
I can't see you
maybe we are not far
I can't feel you near
I think it is a cold
I can't touch your heart

your eyes are the worst
closed to me
I can't open

in my horizon decomposes colours
what will they know
silence is a bitter scream
if they listen,they will hear
frosty is haul
if they don't go,they will taste
now foggy
they will see less

butterflies escapes in my front of
if they catch ,they will die
longing is very big
how they will transport
real is pain
they will hide love

from real heroes
They made statues.

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

do not ban of daydreaming
but to perform they prevent

it is not bad keeping secrets
but they force to learn everybody

the bitter truth of life
they are everywhere there is

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

open creatures to all kinds of attacks
besides the obvious dangers
they were faced with unseen threats
at worst,they destroy each other until
brutal,terrible,dangerous,savage behavior

debris left behind them
now it was writing in ruins,they are human

(the pain and short hiistory of humanity)

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

they thought the sun was gone
everyone has different sun
they were so wrong

they thought the music had ended
there were birds
why they've never heard of

they thought the pain won't end
whereas each curtain a separate role
they where shocked

they thought get is remote possiblty
was knock on the door
their expected were  come

they hugged tightly they thought it wouldn't be  but they were wrong

they went long ago

now ******* of desolation
single truth

we've changed

now we're different in mirrors
and our inner world
missing

you are wrong
when they and we're gone
you didn't relax
you can't insist on the wrong

I had a deficiency
you seen always
you did not divulge

they said you were missing something to you
you said I missed one thing but I caught a lot things

they said you have a your deficiency side
I said I can not see it
eye of love was blind

they never understood

we know wrong
the king of the buffoons did not laugh always
sometimes the wind works reverse
life is not one-way discharge

we say missing
don't knowing extraterestrial life
maybe when we know the reverse is flowing
perceptions are we misleading

we were making too big
even the least of problems
what is permanent
in the time's river flowing from things

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

this is  not a nail
but your words into our brain
made heavy demolition

this is not a hole
your words caused to it
hole in my heart now

this is not a rope
your words stretching to me
my nerves will break like rope

this is not a toy
you were enforcements in my body
my soul is wounded too

step aside
from the roads of the tanks
you don't spill any own blood

go to the shelter
weapons without talking
you can be one
Holocaust survivor

stay down in deeps
the surface is very complicated
this queues

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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

broken pens
on the world of table
shadows are far away
afew dreams comes only
with the tides

a whisper comes to ears
with the wind
do you remembered it
which is category in your heart
mirrors says all real
time was passenger

the wind is across blowing
lets not go
gears are grinding
lets not spin the wheel

the cauldron is boiling
lets not touch

time is not that time

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

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

broken
a voice
can you understand
from an panit's brush
pain is dripping
a street cat wandering around
are you aware
time is passing always
colours are fading

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

picture was late
scarecrows are not ready
time hits already
why so hard
what is that in your hand

one witness your shadow
silent hourglass
each one falls from your life

look,there is no trace in mirrors
who is the fastest changing

I think time and you

now a man buries
a heart into black night
participating in the ceremony less
everyone is waiting for invite
unusual,however there will be

we are in different time zones

what was remaining today
yesterday's old clothes
no wearing tomorrow

I'm tired
my horse is tired
tired of waiting for the worst
tired of dreams
words,wings
our trails and our remains are tired

half emotions

tired of years
as I see
tired of world

to be lawn
be crushed

to be water
be *****

water and lawn
be happy together