we float freely unhindered by anyone,
only the air reaches our origin,
  - a root of a gnawed mushroom and mould plant,
- a meat animal devoured by parasites claiming white fame,

despite  existent poetic hunger haunted by virtual air,
all that brings us closer is the greed to smell each other's freedom, -

after glass wool walls (steklovata)
oil emissions enter our pores,
burn the eyeball, the words of a language,
other languages, cogitation, hesitation,
we survive in the form of particles,
biogenic dust,
finally,
free under the sun

Do you find happiness
in my tear?
Like the full moon does
in the seawater.

I find your sweet smell
in the air,
like the honeybee does
in the flower.

Why do you hate me
when I love you
Why do you blame me
when I talk to you

I follow you as the night does
the daytime
I miss you like a refugee does
his lovely clime!

I don't wish you to wipe
my tears away
I just want you not to go
so far away!

I will never ask you
to love me again,
but let me dream of you
to forget my pain!

You have smiled at me
So I do not need the moonshine.
You have talked to me
So I wouldn't walk by the ocean.

You have felt my heart
So I have no more pain.
You've got my thought
Then I can paint it again.

You have reached my hand
Now my fear is gone.
You have made me blind
That’s why I can't move alone.

You are a heavenly fairy
Even you have no stain.
My thirsty soul is so fiery
Ah, I wish for a summer rain!

Your sweet memories
make me cry
and separation makes
my heart dry!

I can't walk a single step
on this way,
where we wet in the rain
on last Sunday.

I get your scent
in the smell of flowers
I feel your loving touch
with showers.

I smile whereas you make
my soul fry
I gaze upon you with love,
though you mean to pry.

Your face is a mirror to me
where I found myself
I will never blame you;
Take care of yourself.

You can make a dream happily
but you should follow it in a right way
with determination and intention
then your dream will come true easily.

You race your hopes rest of the life
but you are a **** failure in life
because you had never learned
how to reach goals independently!

No one would appreciate your invisible dreams
but everyone will be happy with your achievements
even though your family doesn't feel your hurts!
You must walk alone some more path patiently.

You just keep following your dreams with a smile
Be confident in yourself and who you are
then you can overcome a thousand miles
to be successful in your cruel life undoubtedly.

I miss you and wake up
at the midnight
Then I try to fall asleep
in the candlelight.

Often you come to my nightmare
to make me afraid
Then my tears give me a pleasure
to become staid.

I can't sleep till the morning
and then I melt in daylight
I work nicely till the evening
but I find you in the twilight.

I don't want the starry night
when you aren't with me
I don't need the moonlight
where you aren't at the sea!

I can't stop missing you
I can't stop loving you
Could you heal me, please!
I'm tired of this silent fight!

Freedom, freedom,
where is my success?
You forgot the past and became a selfish
Is that ****** victory for this?

You know as well,
why freedom fighters took the weapons
and sacrificed their lives
in the war of independence
for a great victory!
Where did you lose that passion and love?

Those warriors who left their homes
and slept in the deep forests
This dream was in their minds -
'Homeland, you'll be on a high peak with respect'!

I have forgotten the green dream of the martyrs
and I'm going to be a slave to someone else!
Have I realized that-
The risk of defense has increased day by day!

Why am I subservient even after independence?
Why is there so much inhuman torture on me!
Why is my life insecure and helpless!
When will there be a full rise of freedom?

I don’t know how to
act in solitude and silence anymore.
I have been conditioned for
the crowd and
electric mania.
Literally, I can hear
the scratch like sound of
the pen tip on
the paper—the strange
sounds my stomach is
making—distant digital
noises from my abdomen.
I don’t know what to
do with so much tranquility.
There is a gentle clicking
noise coming from inside
my head, like crickets
on a soft July night,
or the unlocking of the
door when at last she
makes it home.
I want to eat this
feeling on hot buttered
toast with raspberry jam.

He told me to count the stars onetime
And he said if I lose track of time
He'll love me for a lifetime

fear is a tiny seed
planted in my lower belly.
the seed sprouts suddenly,
its roots extending toward my feet.
my thoughts are consumed by the seed,
which grows into a strong, sturdy tree
whose branches wrap around me,
paralyzing my whole being.