#blooming
Now it’s lonely, I drink with guilt
Once a flower, I’m starting to wilt
A blooming idiot, all about the flowers
******* it’s the roots that hold the powers
5/15/26
May 16
May 16, 2026 at 10:52 PM UTC
When she first ever smiled she was still very small,
Then laughing,rolling, sitting, soon she would crawl,
Bigger and bigger like a flower she bloomed
First on her tummy, then to a crawling position,
One step, two step, she continued her mission,
Better and better like a flower she bloomed
Then up on the furniture she began to climb,
Soon she was standing, it *** almost time,
Higher and higher like a flower she bloomed
She took her first steps and soon she was walking,
And I new that u no time at all she’d be talking,
Prettier and Prettier like a flower she bloomed
Apr 24
Apr 24, 2026 at 3:04 PM UTC
This song was written on Jan/2018, published on Soundcloud on 04/18/2026 for worldwide release in mid-May as second song of the EP "A few words about love again" (which will include 4 love songs), dedicated to my wife Galina (G.Ch .), whose active participation in my life since 2018 has helped a lot in showing my "second wind" these days.
My songs are on Soundcloud - artistic name - Ole+OLE and can help tags: #iam #blooming #spring #soft-rock #love
I Love You, Dreaming of You
I love you, dreaming you are near
In shining eyes I catch the lyres
Their strings are calling, clean and clear
Your lashes tremble, sweet as fire
And let your lips stay open, speak
Cupids and satyrs lean to hear
In them Heaven sounds quiet, deep
I hear it, Lord, have your mercy here
I hear it, Lord, have your mercy here
I hear it, Lord, have your mercy here!
I love you, dreaming you are near
I hope these lines feel good to you
I love you, dreaming you are here
Our souls are woven close, us two
I love you, I can say it hundred times
And, if you want, I'll say it even more
Words cannot carry all that lives inside
So let me say I love you, longer, longer!
Lift to the sky your radiant gaze
Find in yourself the urge to feel it's light
And share with me what came your own way
From Heaven back, as faith in heart for both us
I love you, I can say it hundred times
If you want, I will say it even more
Words cannot carry all that lives inside
So let me say I love you, longer, longer
Words cannot carry all that lives inside
So let me say I love you, longer, longer!
Original poem in Russian - Люблю тебя, мечтая о тебе
Люблю тебя, мечтаю о тебе
В сиянье глаз улавливаю лиры
Их струны мелодичны и манят,
Ресницами подрагивают мило…
И пусть уста открыты, не молчат:
Им внемлют купидоны и сатиры
В них звуки Неба тихо, но звучат
И я их слышу – господи, помилуй!
И я их слышу – господи, помилуй!
И я их слышу – господи, помилуй!
Люблю тебя, мечтаю о тебе
Надеюсь, этот слог тебе приятен
Люблю, мечтая - о тебе!
Там души наши сплетены в объятьях
Люблю, и повторять готов сто раз!
Захочешь, повторю намного больше!
Мне всё равно всего не передать
Словами, так скажу: "Люблю" подольше!
Шли небу лучезарный взор
Ищи в себе желанье быть бесценной
И поделись со мною, что пришло
В ответе Неба , став для сердца верой!
Люблю, и повторять готов сто раз!
Захочешь, повторю намного больше!
Мне всё равно всего не передать
Словами, так скажу: "Люблю" подольше!
Мне всё равно всего не передать
Словами, так скажу: "Люблю" подольше!
Apr 19
Apr 19, 2026 at 2:06 PM UTC
This song was written on 02/27/2018, with edits on New Year's Eve from 2025 to 2026 and will be published on Soundcloud on 04/16/2026 for worldwide release in mid-May as the title song of the EP "A few words about love again", dedicated to my wife Galina (G.Ch .), whose active participation in my life since 2018 has helped a lot in showing my "second wind" these days.
Soundcloud of Ole+OLE - https: slash slash soundcloud.com reverse slash ole-ole-698765421
Verse 1
My love is like the spring that comes again,
That enters bright and reckless, full of joy,
That wakes the sap’s quick living run in me,
And urges dreams to trust at once and blooming.
Chorus
My love is air, and also fire tonight,
It found its way and flares so hot in me.
My love in you has found its home at last,
It fears but pride, to rise too high in me!
Verse 2
My love is like the spring that comes again,
That enters bright and reckless, full of joy,
That wakes the sap’s quick living run in me,
And urges dreams to trust at once and blooming.
Куплет 1:
Моя любовь похожа на весну,
Что наступает весело и лихо
Что пробуждает соков перегон
И что мечте довериться стремится
Припев:
Моя любовь - как воздух, да огонь
Нашла и пламенем струится…
Моя любовь в тебе себя нашла!
Лишь одного боится - возгордиться!
Куплет 2:
Моя любовь похожа на весну,
Что наступает весело и лихо
Что пробуждает соков перегон
И что мечте довериться стремится
Apr 15
Apr 15, 2026 at 3:19 PM UTC
Through THORNS that PIERCE and trials that sting,
The soul endures what hardships bring.
Yet in the pain, a strength takes root,
A bloom of courage, resolute.
Adversity’s path is sharp and long,
Its shadows DEEP, its winds so strong.
But steadfast hearts refuse to fall,
They rise, and blossom THROUGH IT ALL.
At journey’s end, the roses grow,
Their sweetest fragrance born of woe.
From every scar, a triumph shines,
A crown of roses, LOVE DEFINES.
Feb 11
Feb 11, 2026 at 8:33 AM UTC
Like a flower tangled in thorns,
touched by pain from every side,
wounded and lost
amidst the darkness.
Seeking a way out —
a ray of sunlight and hope,
a moment of escape,
the instant in which I might grasp
the freedom I long for.
Freedom,
slipping away with each passing day,
yet its taste
remains priceless.
Where is that place
where I can feel this taste?
Where is the space
I might call home?
A home of freedom,
where I can grow without fear,
not looking back,
but only toward the future —
a future lit with radiance,
opening its doors before me.
What is this place?
Is it merely a dream of unfulfillment,
or something more
than a thought that returns unceasingly?
How can I find the space
where I may bloom like a rose —
where sunlight touches the stem each day,
where one can look at the thorns
from above?
Perhaps this place
was never far away —
it existed within me
before I even learned to name it.
Jan 14
Jan 14, 2026 at 1:06 PM UTC
Stars are shining in the sky, flowers are blooming in mud.
Fools are fooling around, nonsense is moving around.
Smile is rare, insult is customary.
Nov 22, 2025
Nov 22, 2025 at 4:44 PM UTC
Oh! The night blooming cerus beholds the beauty of night
Under the moonlit sky ;
it shines with all its might
On the raucous deserts ,Above the sandy dunes
After a thunder storm ,It sings me all its tunes
A Queen of the Night !
A Miracle of the Desert!
A Bride of the night!
She awaits for a night ,
Only once in a year
For its Shining Knight to come
She waited every night just so she could bloom
So the the spring would come ;and end her endless gloom
She waits for the Moon
Her one and only Groom
She blooms once a year
She blooms for only one night
From when the sun sets to the sun's rise
She reveals her nocturnal beauty
By spreading her white pearls
By the time she unfurls ;
She is the goddess of the night
The delicate white petals ,shining under the moon
Glimmering under its beauty ,She becomes the Night's velvet
With her shimmering silk,
And bright white petals
Her fragerance and aroma fills the night's air
Luring the moths and creatures to kiss its delicate nectar
Its a sight to behold
Its a night to be claimed
But one who claims the night is none other than the moon
The one who rules the night
The one who fights the darkness
So the princess of the night glows her empheral beauty
So that on one night; the moon would shimmer the tides
And claim this beauty to only shine for him
So when the night is gone
When the Moon no longer shines
The sun spreads its light and aparts the lovers of night
The night blooming cerus ,now shrivels under the sun
She returns to the shadows because the sun made her burn
Just so that one day Her Moon would come and glow
To claim her as her own___
The Queen of the Night
And The King of the tides
Shall dance only one night
Under the night's veil,
Under the twilight,
Under the star's dust,
Under the evenstide,
The night blooming cerus blooms for the moon
And the moon shines for her
Tis' is a promise bade
Forever for him and her
..
______tsuki no ume~
Oct 12, 2025
Oct 12, 2025 at 6:41 AM UTC
You had your chance
to tell your side of the story.
They listened.
They understood.
They saw how, unknowingly,
they were pulled into a web of manipulation—
spun by him, the true betrayer.
And yet,
after everything,
the one still standing is him.
The one smiling freely is him.
The one allowed to shine—
is him.
There isn’t much you can do, my love.
Keep healing.
Keep being that seed.
Water yourself each day.
Bathe in the sunlight.
When you finally bloom,
they will regret
not standing beside you.
Oct 11, 2025
Oct 11, 2025 at 8:53 AM UTC
I will not write of daffodils,
Nor will I praise the rose.
Don't get me wrong - I see their beauty.
I just don't connect to their charm.
Sweet and tender they shine,
Picked, sold, gifted as a treat.
Beauty to look at, easy to get.
I do not want what I haven't got.
Instead, I'll write of sunshine,
Of untamable feral perfection,
Of things that bite
Should you try to claim them.
I'll write of striking composition,
Wilting within our gardened trip,
Yet blooming when undisturbed and wild,
Sharp-edged and stubbornly bright.
I'll write of what my soul needs most,
I'll write of gorse.
Aug 14, 2025
Aug 14, 2025 at 7:22 AM UTC
Lilies mean I dare you to love me,
Yet no one ever dared before.
She wore unworthiness like armour,
Too afraid to ask for more.
But then their souls collided softly,
A feeling whispered, old yet new.
As if their atoms once had danced,
As if her heart already knew.
Stargazers were her favourite flowers,
Pink petals stretching toward the sky.
She never thought she’d be deserving,
Yet he brought them—without a why.
He told her love was hard to give,
That words don’t spill from heart to tongue.
But every act, each quiet moment,
Spoke of love he left unsung.
The day he gave her stargazers,
She learned that she could bloom as well.
That love was not a war to fight,
But something safe where she could dwell.
Still, they have never said the words,
Three small ones locked behind their lips.
But love is felt in all the ways
That words may falter, break, or slip.
And if they never pass through her,
Then may they come from him instead.
For she could never bear to hear
“I love you” from another’s breath.
Mar 15, 2025
Mar 15, 2025 at 12:47 PM UTC
We are late-bloomers,
If you will.
We’ll get there.
Eventually,
A little off? Yes,
Still, In time.
No rush.
Don’t be scared.
The house, the kids,
The job, the love.
We’ll get there.
We’ve been here.
We are just late bloomers,
trust the process,
We’ll be okay,
I just know.
Jan 9, 2025
Jan 9, 2025 at 4:23 AM UTC
I say you'll do something soon
But for everything you seem to mind
How can this ever bloom?
Love isn't there if it is blind
Oct 2, 2024
Oct 2, 2024 at 8:05 PM UTC
Your words are flowers
Blooming in interactions
Early blossoms grow
Oct 9, 2023
Oct 9, 2023 at 4:36 AM UTC
In your eyes darling, I see:
Infinite beauty
Blooming flowers
Dancing butterflies
Singing birds
Moving rivers
Spring air
The Full moon
Twinkling stars
In your eyes darling, I see:
A cozy home
Soft heart
A Rainbow of hope
An Ocean of love
Fountain of determination
A Life boat,
Safe Shores
In your eyes darling,I see:
Sweet dreams
Warm sunshine
A new dawn
Fresh day
Thousands of smiles
Happy songs and
Enchanting nature
Hussein Dekmak
Sep 24, 2023
Sep 24, 2023 at 12:28 AM UTC
When spring arrives, it touches nature’s heart, and awakens it into a new life
Trees are blossoming
Beautiful Lilly flowers are blooming
Fields are dressed in a green garment
Blue butterflies are flying
Bees are buzzing
Baby bunnies are playing
Birds are chirping in backyards
Water springs are bursting
Water waves are dancing
Nature is burning love
I wonder, if we as human being could bring out the best in us, and show the whole world our inner beauty by the touch of spring?
Hussein Dekmak
Mar 12, 2023
Mar 12, 2023 at 4:32 PM UTC
I feel like a flower that blooms with every lover that looks into my eyes;
But then the fear the engulfs me is that I will die as the season ends.
Jun 20, 2022
Jun 20, 2022 at 6:15 AM UTC
we were planted in each other’s lives
for a reason
and ever since, our hearts
have been beating
I want to grow with you,
no matter the season
we are two seeds, independent
destined to grow into beautiful creatures
we are filled with love and harmony,
two plants growing into a romance,
tasting each other carefully.
you are the sun I need,
and I am the rain that waters your seed.
together we will bloom,
as we wear flowers as our costume.
we are two seeds, planted for each other
happiness is what we seek,
we are destined to love,
destined to suceed.
- gio
Sep 19, 2021
Sep 19, 2021 at 4:50 AM UTC
Deepening roots
Sprouting leaves
Wind catching branches
Pure life
One poison drop
And the blooming will stop
Aug 3, 2021
Aug 3, 2021 at 4:18 PM UTC
closing my eyes as the sunlight kissed the window
a blooming rose lightly caressing my face,
confessing his deep, passionate love,
wrapping his leaves around me,
protecting me with his mild, earthy scent,
loving me with softness and strength.
Apr 6, 2021
Apr 6, 2021 at 12:59 AM UTC
Her cry was the thunder, and her streaming tears were the pouring rain that breathed new life into the earth. Her catharsis signaled the start of a new spring with fresh grass, blooming flowers, and the ever lasting melody of the birds.
Hussein Dekmak
Mar 30, 2021
Mar 30, 2021 at 9:12 PM UTC