Night winds have powers to change the world,
To alter the landscapes,
To finally make people laugh.

nobody is so clever,
to tell us, what is only sometimes,
and what could be once and forever.

No coffee
With a perfect taste
Can justify such an alignment of thoughts.

No cranberries,
No fairies or ladies,
But the absolute truth of a ******* up mind.

No hole
Is happy and whole
Without somebody in it.

No man is an island,
Not even a continent,
So the geography isn't human,
And we're lost in search of definitions,
But maybe we are coastlines,
Every one running in circles,
Never meeting an another soul.

No man is an island,
No sky can be silent,
Unless in a desert.

I'm not going to make
Any mistake,
I'll be perfect, like a robot from the future.

No one is empty or broken inside,
The fate isn't taking somebody's side,
The fate is judging, but mostly waiting.

Normally, after having done the right thing,
People are feeling depressed and exhausted,
Blaming the society for this stupid concept.

Normally, I am crazy,
Being full of love and absurd.

Normally, I am crazy about you,
But how can you laugh at all this comedy?

Normally, if there's one door opened
And a lot of other doors closed,
I'd try one of the closed doors.

No, seriously, tell me, come on,
What are we supposed to do
After being born?

No silence is as useful as the one in a night desert.

It's very cold, you are still burning from the hidden sun, being completely alone with your thoughts, feelings, pains and hopes.

The silence begins then to talk to you, and you better listen, as it won't repeat itself for you.

There's no sunshine involved
In this part of the country,
Right in the middle of autumn,
For the problems to be finally  solved.

Not doing it again
Doesn't solve your current mess,
And believe me,
You will do it again.

Not enough of silence,
Not enough of noise,
Not enough of life.

Not everyone is Shakespeare, and even Shakespeare
Wasn't Shakespeare, until he was dead,
Which is quite sad.

I'm not a messiah
To absolve any sin,
I have no desire
To want anything.

Nothing is worth anything,
If you can't relax afterwards.

Nothing is black or bleak,
There is no freak,
But you might be in need of some coffee.

Nothing is fair,
Nothing is fair,
But I'm your best nightmare.

Nothing is forever,
But the eternity,
And only for a fleeting moment.

"Nothing is going on",
Thought the bomb,
And went off.

Nothing is happening,
Nothing is happening,
Nothing is happening
Too many times.

Nothing is happening twice
And some things will never happen,
But you wouldn't know it.

Nothing is like before,
And before, it was nothing.

Nothing is normal in my life today,
Everything is usual,
But nothing is normal.

Nothing is real,
Unless you say so.

Not much is frozen in August,
Only some looks,
Only some pizzas,
Only some pictures on screens.

Not only
I'm feeling lonely,
I'm sleeping alone as well.

There are not too many minutes in every hour,
And some minutes could be full of solitude, therefore.

Not to want anything,
Not to think anything,
Is there a light in this tunnel?

November had it tough,
November hat it rough,
It now had enough,
It's leaving us to do some other stuff.

Now, all the damage is irreversibly done.
You can fear nothing and stay happy forever.

Now is not the right place,
Here is not the right time
For anything to be fine.

Now, I would like to shift the blame from me
To somebody else
Inside of myself.

Often, you are calling me crazy,
But you can write glorious poems,
Please, do write glorious poems,
Don't be lazy.

I had this nice moment with you,
And then we both woke up,
in different places
and totally ****** at each other.

Oh dear,
Whose idea was it,
To have this idea?

Oh dear God,
Please get your act together,
Across the board.

Oh, just let me be,
And let me have my things.

Oh my,
The truth lies in the middle,
And doesn't let the common sense
To get by.

Ok, it is fine,
The choice is mine,
And then it be yours,
A different choice.

I loved - from a short distance, in the dark,
Being a tree, then a seagull,
Making my beautiful mark.

On a tiny railway platform,
Amidst a lush green forest,
I am breathing and feeling the sky.

On average,
There is one secret knowledge per person,
But no one knows it.

Once, I put my nose
Where I shouldn't,
And since then, nobody knows,
Where is my nose.

once again,
for unknown reason,
there will be
another day.