As long as I'm alive,
I'm not going anywhere
From here and now,
I swear.

A small gesture
Will go unnoticed,
If you try to make it bigger.

(An appropriate first phrase).
- (An appropriate rejoinder).
- (Weather or whatever else to keep the conversation going).
- (A polite excuse to finally end the misery).
- (A mutual promise to meet sometimes soon, when the weather or whatever else is better).
(Lot of drinking).

A small tsunami wandered through the ocean,
Feeling abandoned, lost and alone,
Looking for friends and gaining on motion.

A smile is like an exit
Out of the room,
Where you don't really want to be.

A squirrel was dreaming,
That the whole world
Went nuts.

As soon as possible,
As slow as possible,
And only if you can do both.

A staggering amount
Of lost property
Is accumulating each day on Earth.

A sudden horror
Or a sudden joy
Are equal in my life,
My life is their toy.

Don't make simple things complicated. They will do it by themselves.

A summer wooden table
With unfinished books
Is warming up for you.

As we all know,
There is a Matrix for every person,
But also, as a matter of fact,
There is a Matrix for every Matrix,
And Matrixes don't really know that.

My joyful madness isn't harming at all;
Even myself, I'm spared,
Because I'm crazy.

At midnight,
Memberships expire
And in the following morning we don't belong anymore anywhere.

A to-do has appeared,
And still not disappeared,
Oh, bother.

A touch of negativity
Makes me think,
A beautiful everything
Sends me to sleep.

He went away, heading north, and as our Earth is a globe, after a many adventures and heroic deeds he came back from south. All this time she was waiting for him looking north, and instantly died from a cardiac arrest, as he suddenly touched her, coming from behind.

At some point,
There'll be no commas left.

At some point,
It'll be the same,
But tomorrow.

At some point of time
You'll be mine.

At some point,
When there aren't any windows left,
Just look out of a mirror.

At some point of marvellous time,
We'll be fine, we'll be utterly fine.

At some point
In our future
We'll have a beautiful past.

At some point of marvellous time,
We'll be fine, we'll be utterly fine.

At some point in the future
I'll see you naked,
I think I am ready,
See you.

At some point of time,
I'll be fine, you'll be fine,
At some point of marvellous time.

At the beginning was the Word,
And the Word was on the Screen.

At the beginning there was the Universe,
Where your naked Alter Ego was looking at you endearingly,
And then finally you got up,
Having as your first to-do some cloth shopping.

At the corner of the street was a shop,
First it was a huge success, then a flop,
I don't know, why it went such a way,
But my life is such a shop, and I stay.

August is a nostalgic month,
Like a little brother,
He's wearing old clothes of the bigger kids,
Our summer hopes and dreams.

autumn leaves
are having the days of their lives,
well, it is just one day.

A very hot shower,
Very cold thoughts,
A vapour off the walls,
The chill of final conclusions,
That's how a galaxy is born.

A vicious criminal
Met his victim,
Which he mercilessly bored to death.

castles are falling through the air,
crashing into waterless deserts,
giving strange nightmares to camels.

A voice answers a voice,
A choice is making a choice,
A story is finally told.

A wagonload of monkeys
Absolutely fine artists,
Even though low key.

A wake-up call,
A put-down remark,
Things are necessary,
But not necessarily smart.

Music and colours, please, and no words.

I wish you a good journey
into yourself,
following this bottle.

A woman has to reinvent herself every day.
A man could use a new shirt sometimes.

A woman is different every time
You happen to look at her,
Just look aside and turn your head back,
See? That's another woman!

Happy New Year!!! Seriously.
The New Year is coming for you.
The days are getting longer free of charge.
Not much, just March.
Spring is coming to get you.

Short words, long days.
Summer is gone and its trail is cold.
September is getting nervous.
Today is the international day of the end of September.

Autumn is still there.
Winter is coming. You know how I mean.
The season of cold glances and warm blankets.
Everything will be slow,
Often repeating twice,
Just as the days go
Or as the crow flies.
Winters come and go. The only question is when.

I'm getting fed up with this year.
Just a couple of minutes more, and there'll be a couple of minutes less.
The year is going home.
One little second wanted to become a big eternity, but there was just not enough time for that.
This year will be great again!

"Back to normal " is an optimistic assumption
Of existence of an entity
Under this name.

You know, bad things happen.
Just don't be one of them.

Basically, there is one life per person.

Basically, we are born and put on hold,
Or somehow recovering.

Basically, it's strange.
On an advanced level, it's just stupid.

Be as it may,
As it may be.

Be careful where you move,
What you think,
And with the ways to obtain an another drink.

Been there, missed that.

I am not a dreaming material.

I don't even have a threatening smile at my disposal.

It takes certain courage to be dumb and to know it.

Soon it will too late. It better be a comforting thought.

You'll be fine, just be ready to be fine.