when poetry will die
the apocalypse of the soul will erupt in each of us
my being made of lyrics
will get lost in contemporary illiteracy,
our daily food will be missing from the shelves in the libraries
and virtual pages will replace the smile of the sweet girl from my favorite bookstore,
I will no longer cuddle the book covers made with good taste
and I will no longer breathe stories that hide behind them,
thinking will become limited by a collective sentence
which will swallow me
and devour my last remaining metaphor,
then amnesia will make a nest in me
and I'll beg it never to leave me!

The dust in the room rises in the morning light
It floats like butterflies learning to fly
The love of autumn is upon us
My favorite colors walk on leaves,
in parks, in the garden,
The last days of summer are reflected in your eyes
The trembling of the of grass in the thick fog shakes me,
Only a few days until the last flower will say goodbye
Towards his long sleep will head again
We are all getting ready!

The sun covers his face and smiles less often
A new season will lie in the welcoming souls again,
The long nights will be my creative muse
The silence of winter will rule the days
We are all getting ready!

But I wish the tinting in the trees not to perish
And today's green to last a moment longer
I wish I could wear the autumn sun like a cotton shirt
Which would love me until the end of February.

Carry your heart on your shoulders
Put on your best version and get out from the cage of routine
Take off the dusty old veil and live
Don't be afraid to look into the eyes of the world
Being vulnerable means victory
Victory against fear, prejudice,
Victory against everything that has prevented you from being yourself!

Imagine that you are always on the road and never get home. That's how we live our lives. Enlightenment is finally finding home.

freedom is within you, it's a divine sound
that gives wings to your soul, you don't have to hide
sheds the heart's heavy, so heavy pound,
love is within you and also outside
breaks all the rules and gives birth to the light
heals all the wounds, it's here on your side
takes care of it's children, helps win the last fight,

courage is your friend and peeks out from the dark,
embrace new beginnings with an open mind!
take two steps forward be strong and embark
the journey is waiting it's here and it's kind
the past is a lesson, a test that you passed
you worked on yourself and you'll never forget
what makes you a winner it's that you last
through all the hardships and all the sweat

you found a new time-line to follow now
one that beats the unseen pulse of who you are
one that paints you back in the colors that wow
sings odes to the highest, heals the last scar
one that flows with your inner rhythms
one that you can dance with, without interference
needs no guidance, no teaching, no algorithms
the creator has given you all of the clearance!

Fog spreads over the wet plains
Flowers breathe hard
Leaves meet the sky,
Birds fly in search of something new,
I sit and watch with clear mind,
My eyes are filled with too much green,
Nature is close
I feel it, she's talking to me
I hear a desperate cry
H E L P ! ! !
There is a lost echo,
I feel useless,
What can I do to heal the bleeding wound of our planet,
I'm just a girl, what can I do?
I care for my garden from the backyard
I kiss all the flowers,
I love every inch of grass
Every dying petal
Every mourning rose,
I love what is left ...
I'm afraid to blink,
I'm afraid to lose
The green that's in my soul.

how can we forgive ourselves for all the things we didn't do?
we lived with artificial feelings for so many untouched mornings,
without knowing who we are,
we used the word "I" many times, describing ourselves in many ways
all deceptive, half-truths

we are like a wax spilled on a half-burned candle,
a candle that really wanted to burn, but died out before it was born,
muted white flames fluttering have confessed silent desires,

if we could start over and remove the wax, dig deep, maybe we could light the quenching soul to find out its secrets

there is no empty soul only emptiness in the soul
unseen things are hidden there in the dense depths, forgotten, breathing more and more rarely,
they are butterflies of powders of hope which want to fly only once

how can we forgive ourselves for all the things we didn't do?

a hunger of unfulfilled love torments me
awaits in the half-shadow hiding from the world
it sometimes appears in your eyes
it's a greenish glow
it's a calling
it's like a touch that I almost feel
a spark that makes my feet catch on fire
and makes me run in the arms of temptation,
but the moon takes a walk with the stars
and takes you back into the shadow ...

a hunger of unlived life torments me
that lies in me and is growing now
more than ever I want you near
for you to know my world that I can no longer hide
one whisper, just one step closer
might be enough.

If I sink, I sink into my thoughts
If I float, I float in dreams
If I fall, I fall silent
If I rise, I rise up from the ashes
If I love, I love everything
If I hate, I lose everything!

if happy could talk
it would tell me
get out there get more sun,
run, ride your bike, fly

if happy could talk
it would tell me to smile, laugh, love,
pad your dog ten times a day

if happy could talk it would tell me
sing, sing, sing!
I am fully there when you sing
you were born to do this!

I learn how to love my feet that walk on new lands,
I learn how to love my voice that reaches untouched notes,
I learn how to listen to my heart that is no longer a servant of the mind
I learn how to love myself as I am ...

Acceptance is the most beautiful way of healing,
when butterflies count the seconds and you give up counting the years,
unheard music embraces the rebellious soul,
the sky flows smoothly, the clouds kiss the living land,
love vapors hug the proud grass
which is dancing fulfilled a dance of peace,
and I learn to live in the now.

I paint with my dreams, my canvas is the sky
I wish you were here to pick the colors this time!

I am struggling with so many unsuccessful attempts
my lungs are full of smoke and I forgot how to breathe
I have lifeless frozen fingers
and I can't play my favorite instrument
without music there is no longer life,
I'm trying to warm my voice
but nothing comes out of me
not even a sound
I'm paralyzed by pain
a terrible pain filled with longing
of a desire to fly...
but I can not fly
and how could I?
oh God!
I feel like I'm dying
I have lead wings and I can not fly.

you are a light miracle that blooms in my blood
my thoughts flow in reborn streams of meaning
ever since I learned to love myself I have known true love,
through you, the absolute is fulfilled!
folded in peace, now I live
for until yesterday, I was only the slave of the beast in me
I was always in search of light,

now, I learned to breathe,
to sing, to cry
and I learned how to love winter 'cause colors do not freeze
lucid cold has its role in melting sick habits
the striking frost smashes old patterns
then the light flows,
love arrives and my eyes tell everything
my lips kiss the sky...

A perfect picture in the frame of life
And much more, that what you are
A perfect glimpse in the ocean of sound
A musical note in an effortless bound,

You are designed to create, always in motion
A blooming flower in this epic evolution
Wired to dream the path you create
Braded with the source that writes your fate
Painted in colors that you still can't see
But the universe speaks them you just be,

Fly like a dark swan over the snowy hills
Graceful and different, never fearful of any ills
Shine like the sweetness of a honey bee
Rise like the vapors from a cherry tree,

The speed of love is going to catch you
A wave of my heart will soon reach you
The organic human time-line I choose
You should too if you don't want to loose,

All tribulation will come to a fair end
Truth is a soldier that can never bend
Love is the language we should all speaks
And bring down all evil with a minor tweak.

Let the rain make love to you
Let every drop kiss your skin
A g a i n   a n d   a g a i n  
a  n  d    a  g  a  i  n  .  .  .
Fill your deserted soul with pureness
Embrace the symphony written only for you
Let go of everything
Just feel the rain.

People are so disconnected from each other, that when they read or hear an honest phrase, they call it poetry.

Promise me you'll love him as I do
When I lose my last breath you’ll hold his hand for me
You'll make him apple pie and kiss the crumbs from his sweet lips,
He likes his coffee black and honey in his tea
You’ll learn his tantrums fast and you'll laugh of his childish whims,
He’s lovely anyway even in his sleep
Promise me you'll love him as I do!

I like to lay in the bed that smells of us
where I'm losing my sadness in idle days
when spring means nothing,
when the walk in the endless garden is no longer a purpose,
cherry blossoms distract my empty eyes,
instead of sketching a smile my eyes hit the ground
the green grass screams at me and wants to chase away the gray,
then I talk to heaven,
I look for the sun that seems hidden for an eternity,
the singing of the birds, a tortuous composition is bothering me now,
but sadness has its beauty
I feel it in a subtle silence
and I search where there is nothing left, for healing...

I bleed on people who didn’t cut me,

Cause my mind takes everything so personal

It is so immature,

I have to learn how to surrender

I am tired of trying to understand the unknown,

Someday I’ll find my heart

And peace will be my best friend!

Spring can be a flower
Spring can be your smile
A raindrop from the heavens
A tear of joy, a beat of my heart,
Your kiss on my forehead
In the morning a simple hello,
Spring can be all seasons
When light fills our soul.

in the evenings, I watch sunsets from the porch of my sleeping house, how the sky divides into thousands of tones,

in the mornings, I feel the sun change the flowers of the field letting the light flow as long as it should,
dancing bees cut ways for those who do not know the meaning of life,
it is enough to look at them and the anxiety of our humanity disappears like a last dandelion blown by the innocence of a child,

freshly opened daisies lust in the morning dew, I smile good morning to my faithful friends who never betrayed me, the company of serene petals is all I need in these times lived in imaginary cages,
in the distance, in there are still voices shouting for freedom, then slowly get lost in the daily dust,

suddenly it strikes me a longing to live as before, to walk with my hot coffee on the paved streets, among the lost minds,
to look into unfamiliar eyes and touch familiar hands, to smile even when it hurts and when the night awakens to fall asleep with my thighs uncovered exhausted by the toil of a full day,

 I look at my dry hands from too much gardening, I return to my much-loved present with lovely flowers, tall grasses that reach over my knees, with dreams hidden here and there when I blink…

I want to go there where the paths end
where I can touch the sky,
the shadow of a grown oak from old ages to be my home and its branches to be my roof,
silence to be my friend when loneliness becomes hostile
and the twilight wind to comfort my body when I feel this ridiculous longing for you...

I want to go where I can be alone with the sea the blue infinity to breathe in, to feel it even in my bones,
I want to cool down on black lava rocks grown from the sea
thirsty waves to kiss me in live rhythms that I receive with sweet smiles lost in infinity ...

I want to go there in empty deserts
where the brass light does not spare any thoughts
melting small, dark minds already darkened by our master
that leads our lives with ego and pride ...

I want to go where the face of the night smiles at me and darkness accepts me as a child of his own,
there in the moon's web to fall asleep undisturbed
caught in a dream to swim with dancing stars in the waltz of the infinite cosmos.

That night you looked a little different, your face was silent, your eyes were gloomy. I felt your soul heavy and I didn't know how to say "I'm here!"
I felt you were watching me, but I knew you didn't really see me.
I would have liked to nest in your soul, or better to have exchanged souls to know each other inside out.
I don't want to hug you anymore only if you love me...

White for my best friend, that's you
Pink for the girlish smile that stole my heart
Yellow for all the mornings I woke up with you, and yes I know it's your favorite color
Red for the love of my life
Orange for all the golden moments we shared
Purple for even more color for the days to come!

I divide the sky into pieces
and I get my piece of blue
when the sun is crying that he can not see you,
a sheaf of unrelenting reveries
driven by my anxious soul
stop on my warm lips,
await your crying call
that is lost at the gate of my loneliness,
~
the yellow tulip from my glass vase
is wondering where the ants are that were keeping her company
in the garden where she lived her childhood,
the present becomes suffocating,
I prefer to escape again in vivid dreams,
~
spring kisses my cheeks
I am sinking in lust again
my eyes seek the love of dandelions,
I am flirting with the darkness that floods my room
and ****** my naked body,
my nightgown looks for the lost buttons,
ripped away by the craving of the stars...
~
my heart dances in the ocean of heavens
drops of love are falling
in a sublte way perceived only by me.