When
When the Crescent of Midday arises
And the full Sun of Midnight so burns,
Star emerges, by Name α-Crisis –
That’s the Moment of blowing Horns.

In this Day Voice of Morning announces
To prepare and greet Evening Star,
Where Dark Matter with Light’s Spirit bounces
Through the Strings of celestial Harp.

All Angelic by Messengers’ Greeting
Revelation in Witnesses finds,
All the Opposite gathers on Meeting
To decide how influence Minds;

Feelings saddle for Riding Emotions,
Trusting Chariots never again,
And by Promises hunted Devotion
Falls in River of haunted Disdain.

Those Given get Sight for a Moment
In which blinded get those Deprived,
Every Name meets in Ignorance Omen,
Every Flame wants to here ignite.

It’s all Prophesy! Past in the Future –
Timely Grammar’s revised by the Rules:
We of I – an approaching Feature
That will Purpose release from all Tools!..

You Are
You are the Shade of mine – and I’m your Light,
And our Union’s Prism produces Colors:
They all through Forms and Spheres shine in Might
That leaves no Chance to Grievance and to Malice.

Like Choir of the Voices Summit gives
To the orchestral musical Enlightenment,
Your Soul embraces mine – and so I live,
Without asking Day to where Night went.

The Coming of the Timelessness to greet,
My Spirit now’s humbled in rejoicing:
Where Praise is overwhelming and complete
The rest will be forgotten as a Poison.

The glowing Forms of Light produces Worlds –
Burst through the Vastness welcoming that dark laid:
Remember Voice that Music to Life calls –
For you’re my Light and I am just your fine Shade!..

Perfection Sire
The Perfection of all the Imperfect I greet,
The Eternity of Temporariness praise,
So welcomed be Love and allowed to lead,
So that Fallen had chance to be utterly raised.

It’s through Her that He’ll get
All that Lost was in Full,
And make healed all the Mad,
And the Broken rule,

And through Tears rejoice
To what kills the Suicide,
Making loud warm Voice
Out of whispering Ice;

And by Her Force to fight
He, the fragile, obtain –
Out of Subtleness’ Might
In Rejection regain,

To the World implement
That’s declining, untouched,
Shouting clear what’s meant
Out of Less bursting Much;

Persevering Anguish,
Prolonging the Bliss,
Smiling Rainbow embellish,
Embracing the Kiss,

Catching Myriads playing,
Embodying inspire,
Oh, my Love, Breath of Prayer –
The Almighty Sire!..

Distant Devoted
My distant Love! Achievement you’ll be called,
When Dream and Truth will come to date at Sunset,
So that the Longing will at last behold
And will be Anguish in her Presence mastered.

What is “Today”? just Shadow of the Past:
It’s Distance long, the Shapes get smashed and rigid, –
Glide in their Yearning over the earthly Crust
And try to cut and pierce what could be reached…

But Heart’s alive inside the pulsing Soul –
Her Warmth desires to fly to Light through Burning:
Eternal Dawn for her is crazy Goal
And vernal Throne awaits her in the Morning.

The Distance – Ghost – will be overcome,
Those daunting Blades dissolved will be, forgotten:
Revealed Tomorrow can be just for Some –
Those who’re in Love and to whom’s Love devoted!..

To Rightful
To you’ll be sent now this Reminder pale,
That cannot be to Memory compared:
Thus strays some lonely Wanderer through Vale,
Where mighty Flow to Ocean Path lay dared.

But left behind just heated Thirst’ Mirage:
Wind hiss’ like Snake and underfoot creak Stones,
Imagination longs for Life and Rush –
For what Desertion desperately moans…

Reminder – Seed; it will be thrown to wait
Till Hope through Torrent Element encounters –
Then it’ll emerge, achieving Goal that laid
Was while ago, across the Seas and Mountains.

Then Colors bright, by living Waters fed,
Will cover Dust and bring their Fruits delightful:
So be the Word of Love that now you met –
To give then Birth for Feeling Right and Rightful!..

I Shall Give
I shall give you my Love,
That’s like Music composed
Of what’s subtle and tough
And the best and the most,

Of the Melos and Tunes
And the Rhythms combined –
Under all dancing Moons
Making sensual Mind,

Under Suns that display
What must Passion reveal,
Under Stars to whom prays
Of the Eyes Milky Meal,

Under Galaxies’ Choir,
Constellations’ Ballet,
Those embodying Desire
In the Space open laid;

Over them be exalted
My Love sent to you:
Let in heavenly Vault
By the Music for Few

Now sound her Word –
Better spoken, her Breath –
May this Secret, her Cord,
Sing to you when you rest!..

Denial Must
Denial is here –
Assertion to ****:
In Mires of Mere
Acceptance of ill

Percepted Desires
And Thickets of Lusts;
Denial – Quack mire
In Storm of the Dust…

In Storm there is Stillness,
If found is Abode
Where you feel that Illness
The Way find cannot,

That’s Feeling’s asserting,
That Knowledge is firm:
Denial’s denying
Means you’re newly born…

Let Dust set – start Breathing,
Let Water stop – step:
Make Choice for the Cleansing,
Then take resting Nap,

And dream – of Assertion
With no Swamp and Dust,
And then get your Portion
Of Joy – of your Must!..

In Dash
In Eyes of yours I am divine –
Or **** of Heavens upon Earth –
And in your Dreams I Truth combine
With all that is of Dreaming worth,

And while trespassing Limits, Lines,
I am in favored your Esteem,
And digging down in your Mines,
I find the Treasures that I deemed…

I don’t want to spend or waste,
Accumulate and then preserve:
My Spirit’s of Atlantean Race –
The fearsome in the Eyes of Dwarfs.

And Expectations yours in me
Are realized – in Shade and Flesh:
Partake of what Divine might be –
And, happy, then to Earthly dash!..

I Call
I’m not interested in whatsoever “Others”
Will say or feel, or – who knows?! – even think,
In what as “Massive” is credited by Masses
That blinded could be by a distant Blink,

In Expectations’ Fallacies or Falsehood,
In Rise of Falling, Soaring of Crawl,
And “Must” embodied in the Words “we-all-could”,
And “Sound of Glory” that Trumpeter stole.

I won’t let them judge me and condemn me
For Love of mine that cannot they forgive –
Let perish all pretending and ordaining:
I came to say that “Love” for me means “Live”.

Life encompasses what was once forever
The same that One replaces ghostly “All”:
For me that’s You – and no one is braver,
Than Soul that Someone as “Beloved” call!..

****** Ash
****** Clowns in Boredom’s Circus
Clone each other’s Appearance and Tricks,
Multiplied are all-welcoming Sockets,
Where Eyes’re being scrambled in Mix

To prepared be after on Fire
Of enormous and devilish Heat:
Clownery supersedes the Desire –
Replicated to be after Split…

Age – Forgetfulness genuine Wishes
Brought in Imagery to memorize:
System pushes and System unleashes
Under Glass so reminding of Ice –

Of the Doomed one to melt and, avenging,
Pathway opening to mired Flesh;
Metamorphosis here arranging –
The Condition to turn Dirt in Ash…

Smile in Powder, glistening Lipstick –
Let us greet mocking Image of “Growth”:
Point of Exaggeration of Fat Pig
That has come to be Praised and loathed.

Rumbling Cutlery, senseless is Laughter,
Blown Horns are – the Tricksters are here!
Fossilized ****** Fuel waits Lighter –
To make Fun of empowering Gear!..

Miles Awake
Miles of the Stones,
Shadows of Shapes,
Show Path for Dawns,
Where Sunlight shakes

Twilight Denials,
Anguish of Nights:
Numbering Dials’s
Seemingly right!..

Seeming is lying –
Lying’s a Look
Into Denying,
Made by a Crook,

Into Oblivion
Doing in Rush:
In all that limping and
Wavering Lush,

Rages of Robberies,
Probing of Pride,
Cages for throbbing Grease,
Call to decide  

What will be moving next, –
Doing to make;
Now, where Decision rests,
Learn – and awake!..

Escape Mourned
To escape is to find
What was suffered as Lost:
To feel what grew in Mind
And to mind what’s felt most

To be mindful for Feelings,
Released in Control –
That’s the fiery Deal that is
Here to call!..

And to where escape –
Into Morning or Night –
Let decide flying Shape
Of ray burning of Light

That for Bearers born
First appear or last:
Let his Breath be adorned
In the Silence of Karst:

Silence, filled with unheard
Cries, and Ramble, and Groans,
Karst, where echoing Word
Hits through Evenings and Dawns,

Premonitions and Fears,
There wait to be turned
Into what will be Dear
For the Greeted – not Mourned!..

Something There
Something to say,
Someone to speak:
Here is May –
Might is a Stick,

Must is to have
To of “you could”:
Try to be brave –
Coward means Mood!..

Distance to jump:
What if right now
Air is dump,
Soil – after Plow

Sea – after Milk
Way of it passed;
Left before Blink
What was amassed!..

Life is a Core,
Death is a Shell –
Water them more,
Waitingly spell,

Prayingly curse,
Blessingly swear:
Crazy? – Of course!
Wisdom is there…

Engulfed Resurrection
Engulfed by Enjoyment –
Intrinsical Value –
In Evergreen showing
What was long so paling,

You dance and with cruel
Rejoicing smile lovely
In Nature so dual,
In Dresses put lightly!..

And being so merciful
To praising Prayers,
Throw out of Remorse full
Burden – and dare

For all that fulfill what
Was hidden by Sorrow
Of Longings and Strivings vote,
Spared for “Tomorrow”;

Of all that was lied by them –
Thieves, Robbers, Murderers –
Of all you called “Life” in Den
Where Lion grows –

The Lion of your now free
And roaring Passion,
Of Joy trampling all Debris
In Resurrection!..

This Made
This is of everyday Voices’ Enchanting,
Murmuring Dreaming of Nature unchanged:
Be of the Worlds in your Being implanted,
Be of the Heights that your Consciousness met,

And, exercising both Being and Meeting,
Shapes of your Steps from this Momentum trace:
Truth will from now on look as if Cheating,
Treated by this World like utter Disgrace…

Pathway of Steps, traced in such a Dimension,
You will be destined by Fate to except:
Every Conjunction will follow Convention,
Every Contempt force you to contemplate.

In Mediastinum freeze meditative
And warming Breath by the icy Hands grasp:
What is comprised in the Jiff so creative?
What makes so active the credible Clasp?..

Mystic of Openness is not so hidden,
As you could possibly think to expect:
Be just aware of Intrigues and Kidding,
Mocking of Something you thought to neglect.

Everyday Voices in every night Silence
Noted are in Polyphony great –
With Dreamings’ Murmuring of Nature’s Chanting
Burst now Expanses, from Points of Peaks made!..

The Rot
The modern World –
The Oops in Whole –
As if is bold
Like chasing Goal,

As if far sees
And close brings
To Truth release
From Rocks and Brinks...

Two Holes in Oops –
Those Spectacles
Like Pair of Scoops
For many Pales,

Fetch smelly Mud
Of Imagery –
For every Nut
That dares break free:

The One that has
The Choice to choose,
The deeds to do,
The Lost to lose, –

The One, that’s like
The modern World,
That Flesh of Blood
Throws into Rot…

Not Every Grows
Not every Big is large and Small is short,
As every thinking tries to understand in full,
And Distance can be close when someone in it brought
His pure Destiny as somewhat magic Tool,

And, spelling Meaningless to all who’re less to mean
In Hopelessness tried without Trials, start
The Pathway to connect in Smiles the Sorrow’s Grins,
And to embrace the Minds in endless open Heart.

Eternity in Terms – a Morning Tide in Gloom:
“The mortal Living tried!” – a Sequence, chiseled in Stone;
Not every Reef you calls and every Step is doomed –
So strives to be a Seed the Tree that so high grows…

Wishing To Dare
“Wishing you Happiness!..” – What does it mean,
When you embody it right in your Soul?
Out of Monsters prepare a Meal –
Feast upon which all the Joyful be called:

Flesh of the Fears be cooked into Hopes,
All Preconceived – into Learnt, Purified;
Let Flowers cover all Gallows and Ropes,
Guns be transformed to the Hearth for the Fire!..

Words let emerge from the Smiles of the Lips
That will forget of the Grins of the Past:
Let them prepare to greet all those Least
Which were forgotten and sworn in the Past;

Happy be Wishes, embodying Joy –
All in the Spirit of truthful Repair:
You are the Chosen here to employ
What only you are prepared to dare!..

I Adore
A Poetry –
A Potent Dream –
Like growing Tree
And echoing Scream

And dusty Glow
And fiery Ice:
A Potent throws
His Spears – Tries!..

A Rythming Rhyme,
A beating Cry:
That’s Groom and Bride,
And Live and Die,

And Step in Jump,
And Stretch of Wings:
Behind the Humps
Of Heart’s born Glimpse!..

A lining Stairs
Ascending sees:
Who now dares –
To grasp and squeeze?!

That One for After’s
Crushed Before:
His crying Laughter
I adore!..

Trip Into Space
Trip through the travelling Distances,
Grip of unraveling Instances,
Stove of prepared Indulgencies:
Here lies of daring Courage Chance,

That to be used here gorgeously,
Seeking of Crime remorselessly,
Dreaming of Find innocently,
Teaching to throw like a Sling,

To reproduce what was Intent
And reemerge with no Amend
Old and forgotten scaring Blend,
Whispering: “You! Just knee and bend!..”

Singing we’re born, not whispering –
Here comes Ache that’s like Whistling:
Make it a Blow – Waiting erase –
Breakthrough the Row and into Space!..

Lineage Spoke
Lineage of the Scenery –
Power of the Grip:
Codes’ Intertwining’s binary
Like of the Spectrum’ Nimb

Is interwoven thoroughly
By the Dynamic’s Law –
All that’s between is more or less
Here to paint or draw!..

Paint your Relief, and sculpting it,
Forms ever place in Shapes,
Make Otherworlds of calming Needs,
And Underheavens shade

Movements all of Ecstasy
That to the Static tends:
Be sure – Put is an Exposé
Both into Scope and Lens!..

Feather – of Air Element
Is a Reflection vague:
Lineage formal Shapes amend –
Time of the Timeless makes.

Functions of Forms forgetting, new
Essence to Life evokes:
That’s what in Multitudes just few
Souls both knew and spoke!..

Thorn While
Thorn of the Crowns
Planted in sand –
That’s like a gown
With no end,

Brings Outbursts
Of Scepters and Orbs:
Flesh theirs is coarse,
Spirit – of Crops…

Crops of the corpses’re
Fed as supposed –
Odor of roses
Is juxtaposed

To their Truths
Wrapped in the Lies:
Crown Thorn loses –
Means that it dies…

Death of Rebirth’s
Life to extend:
Question of Worth’s
Posed to the end.

Asking is breathing –
Air’s fragile:
Spirit will rise in
Flesh for a while!..

Essence Redeemed
Essence of Night:
Rising of Might,
Force of the Blow
Vengeance bestow.

Dungeon attracts:
Violence praise
Those who decide
What’s earth and Pride…

Faithful rejects
Previous, next,
Searching for Find –
One of a Kind,

Finding a Pair,
Fighting Despair:
In Strikes and Scream
Bestowed’s redeemed!..

Deliberate Must
Deliberate dreaming
Of Storms liberate
All secretly deeming
In Lapis and Jade,

All Idols that later
In Atrium glow:
On top of them – Crater
That Ashes endows…

In Libraries Numbers
Of textual codes
Dream, leather and lumber
In whelming abodes

Inspiring breathingly
Dawns to the Dusks:
Through Passions to seemingly
Break to get Masks…

In Liberty outstretched
Vision is chained:
To Geed Omen so matched
There is ordained –

But same cry faced, daring
Plunged into Dust
Are Dreamers that spear Wings
Through Can and Must!..

Senseless Endorse
Senseless dense
On the Arrogance’ shores –
Chaos immense
Where shells crushing Core

Cracking pretentions
In vane demonstrate:
Just don’t mention
Them – simply upgrade!..

Pairs unwillingly
Helplessness try:
Modern bewildering
Is still and dry

Where its Opposite
Seems so wet –
Caring never spite,
You’ve just it met!..

Parting departed:
Through memories rise
Angels so guarded,
As if born to demise.

Joy kingly tempers
And smite lying Curse:
Condemning Debtors
Their Fun Drive endorse!..

Words Call
Words of Contour Diamond-like
Germs of prose or verse contain:
Now all is your Klondike
Just release your Heart and Brain,

And refresh Uprising’s Might –
For the Might of Freshness strikes! –
How humble is your Pride,
Like the Shimmer of the Knife!..

Cut the ulcers, don’t wait –
Hesitation is a Crime! –
Aren’t of Energies you made,
Are you millions’ worth or dimes?!

Plant the germs in Diamond-ground,
Pour Light through it, expect:
Multitude that from Amount
Surge and Numbers resurrect!..

Prose and verses, grown, fight
Will for sure, Spectrum crush:
Words of Contour, Diamond-like,
Turn in Pictures under Brush.

Then their Wisdom will get ripe –
Be prepared for its Fall:
Fingers-Slaves will then all type –
To fulfill the Freedom’s Call!..

It Strong
It would be nice to hold in a hand
The skull from the past own life,
Of memories’ absence amend,
Partaking rebirth of the drive,

And put fragments-bones apart,
Once fallen, together in flesh,
Of Dream resurrecting a smart
Deep-feeling spiritual dash!..

The skull let be wrapped in a scalp
To plant Universe underneath:
Let memories flow and run,
Creating of impulses’ Myth,

Let be recollected Recalled,
The rest, the Forbidden, forbid,
May someone be now appalled –
You’ve something announced and did!..

The One that of breath so deserves,
And longing to get it so long:
Just hold it in hand, like a Rose,
Partake of her odor, be strong!..

Have Guile
Have an Ambition –
Ambitions reject:
Learn what you’re reaching,
Don’t expect

That Expectations
Others produce –
Your’s Inspiration,
Peace and not Truce!..

Wars let them enter
All’ round you:
Time should be Mentor,  
Just for the Few

Chosen, taken
Out, away –
Dreamer is awaken,
And on the Stray!..

Not understood is
What soars above:
“Don’t protrude us!” –
Scream “Former Tough”.

“Not so ambiguous!” –
Bitingly smile:
Aiming that Bigots lose,
Raise now your Guile!..

Once Fool
Once Powerful – a poor Fool thence:
Finality drains, no chance;
Now naked is what so dense
Appeared to hide in a glance

Pretensions of Cover proscribed
By Heights and Authorities dressed:
Hey, Rags! You’ve been pierced by Light,
Exposing what Power messed!..

The Wisdom, by Clevers misused –
A Giant, diminished to Dwarf –
Recyclingly Ego reduced,
Transformingly Alter-absorbed

To then “New Potential” claim
From growing Fears of Fall,
And crowning dawn by Condemn,
It fakes Destination of Goal…

Believers, Fake-makers, adore
To tame what opposes Fame:
Rich Poverty, worshipping *****,
For Foolishness Triumph proclaims.

And once, what’s fulfilled and achieved,
Becomes just a broken Tool:
And here, - look! – is coming Mischief,
To finally prove, who’s a Fool!..

Give Spelled
“Give Birth and go to Slaughter!” –
They teach it and Pride of them grow:
In Blood and Incense mixed Odor,
Have Courage now Sense to withdraw,

And biting in Memory raging,
To realizing collapse –
The War of Ecstasy waging,
In Storm of Partings and Loves!..

Collidingly, Copulation
Cohere to counter-crime:
Emerging of end-emanation,
Eloquently Eros-in-Rhyme

Makes mourning, Maverick meaning,  
Mature mixing in Mud, –
Low-leveled, “lovingly” leaving,
Lids labeling “Lapis” and “Light”!..

“Take Pierce and run now to Living!” –
Use Teachings of Arrogance theirs:
Heart’s Bursts and Consciousness leaping
Possess – for in them only spares

Forgetful Bliss of Inhaling
Those scents of Mixture and Melt:
In peaceful War without Ending –
So praised, and cursed, and then spelled!..

Sacrificing Meal
Sacrificing Mirage,
Pray for Dream to descend:
All Projections will crush,
Hopes “reliable” bent,

And through Guilt of Despair
Fill the Flow of Light,
That to praise and to swear
Will call you, the Knight!..

There by cutting the Bowels
Of Animal – Fear,
You release what on Altar
Successfully bear:

Those Offerings of
Secrets – Enemies dark –
And above let white Dove
Be set free from the Ark!..

Crows meet us on Land,
Ravens look in our Eyes –
Never mind: understand,
They are Priests – their Cries

Follow Prayers, remin-
Ding of Vision in Real –
One that you will call “Mine”,
Sacrificial Meal!..

The Inside’s Lot
The Inside’s high and Outside so deep:
Refrain from Might obscure and rejoice
The Innocence of subtle inner Voice
That works like flaming and inspiring Leap.

Thus is the Potence – grow up, expand
Its Branches down to Earth and Roots upwards:
Their Fruits emerge so that the Blossom rose,
The Past by Future fed – to Silent be demand.

And Core of Cover having found, do not
It implement for any blasting Sound:
For in its Straightness Angles are washed around…
Your Wings are stretched – to you is given Lot…

The Mortal Portal
The mortal Shadows sing
Like Dreamtime’s Didjeridoo
And Picture’s Porcelains Ming
In Sight emerge in situ

To just attract the Eyes –
Two Nerves attached to Lotus:
Look! Ears catch the Cries –
In Aragonese crazy Hota!..

So Threat-like Singing sounds
In Bottom deep Formation,
Where Oceans’ burning Ground
By Scars cut Revelations

To then expose them all
To Ears of Shadows mortal:
Two Nerves attached to Poles,
Now, listen! Catch open Portal!..

The ****** Lost
The ****** of Soul – does it work
Like Nakedness of Flesh in flashing World?
This shameless question worthy is of Talk
For Answers are so ravaging and bold.

Disclose Enclosures, Cloths unwrap,
Partaking Tastes so openly dare:
The ****** of Flesh – a mighty step
To Nakedness of Soul, a potent Pair!..

All Visual is hidden – take a look
And blindness of the sight by Darkness washes:
******* flow running like a brook,
It starts when Star falls down like a brooch.

The covers follow it like Mysteries, –  
Their Names are ridiculed, Oblivion-like:
Be longer, Milky Way of naked Bliss –
Be burst of Lightning, you, releasing Strike!..

In Mirrors Naked ****** reflects,
In Revelations Nakedness get ****,
And let the envy Ignorance neglect,
And let the jealous Ugliness be rude, –

The Flesh of Soul seduces Soul of Flesh
To let them live in Triumph of the Worth:
It gives the World initiating Flash
The shame of which for so long is lost!..

What Beads
What Pleasure abuses
And Genius breeds,
All Mortal accuses
And crushes and lifts

Through Crucibles passing
That Melting awakes:
All Messy is massing –
And taking Remakes!..

Remaking revolving,
Producers of “-Re’s”
In Series joking-
Ly value their Mess,

To make Messy-anic
That takes to reshape
In-forming Pre-panic
Enthroned in Jade...

Forbidden Construction
Of staggering Bans
Mis-usable Junctions
For Junk of all dense

By measure of Final
To that Mortal leads –
Eternal but Minor
Path narrow of Beads!..

Encounter Cup
Encounter Salvation
And Birthing reinvent:
Let liberated Passion
Makes straight again the Bent,

And turn into Oblivion
That Memory prevents
To find in burning Living
The Depth of Ocean Lens!..

Through it let Light obscured
Anew its Music play,
Discovering matured
Imprisoned Must and May –

So that to force free-willing
Just eminent Breakthrough:
Like Dew of Morning spilling,
Let fruit what so long grew!..

By cutting all Connections,
Establish Closeness tight,
Perspective retrospectious
Let Images from Light

Reviving – and from Ashes! –
Push further, wide and up:
Let Space feel Time in Passions –
And Time fill spacy Cup!..

To Be Mean
To be Live in the Dying, –
The Process of Birth, –
Is essential, crying-
Ly say feeling Loss,

And in it Gain proclaim,
Fighting back, killing Self:
Every Purpose let aim
To fulfill Core of Delve!..

Core of growing Sense
Midst emotions to feel:
Is it common, that dense
Perpetration of ****?

Is it “known”, that learned
So negligent Grasp, –
Of the Prophecy worn,
Of Nightmare realized?..

In Belief Being’s felt
Only breathing in Trust,
And pulsating in Melt-
Ing of Spirit of Dust,

And entrusting, to lift
Let’s all Losses between
Crushing Waves by the Rifts
That approve what that mean!..

See Broken Lost
See Paradises before they are lost,
Willfully Tenderness now reveals,
And understand what is rightfully most
In sudden Glimpse of the Age that all steals.

Robbery this may you force undertake
Travelling, that is of Dream so born,
Fly, as if flow, and run as if rake,
Scream of that Joy like an angelic Horn!..

Open Eyelids and Eyelashes – and Crown
Let be for Thorns that to anticipate
Is here your Spirit, in Craziness drown,
Sunk in the alien Madness’s Gates.

Entering it, held the Keys on your Heart –
Demons angelic are barely near:
Mad and Insane will in Fight fall apart,
You only rush – no back looking, my dear!..

Memory now – Technology of
Overwhelmingness grasped on a Brink,
Usage of “Mis-” is a Shadow of Grove,
Cut every Day by a Mass with no Link.

Gardens chopped off – in and out the Spoil,
Natural Burn, artificial Frost –
And in the midst, Palms are greeting the Toil:
Hell that’s approached for Broken Lost!..

Amazing View
Amazing is Feeling
That’s massing a Mess,
Unwillfully pealing
Both Forehead and Chest,

In Waiting exhausted,
Protruded by Steps
On Tips, as if roasted,
On Toes, as if Gaps!..

A Maze let enjoyful-
Ly enter this Life:
Emotions yet posted
Will soar and slide,

And, moving right forward,
Acceptance just gain,
Which, yes, is so awkward, –
But not to disdain!..

Let’s welcome the reason –
Right here, hurray! –
All dazzling and chiseling
In Universe spray!

A Mess in a Row –
That’s Progress, what’s new?! –
And Nothing is growing,
Evolving in View!..

At Till
At Dawn those Horns are playing,
At Night those Whistles blow,
And Daylight’s drums obeying,
Which Out-numbers grow,

Them Humans follow kindly,
To kindle so rare Men,
Extort all flocking ugly
For earthly World amend…

Extort – to force the Heroes
Of Ray and Jiff emerge,
And be denied in Skills of
Salvation by the Gorge

Of gurgling, grunting Hollows
Then playing loud Tunes, –
So that nightmarely Horrors
Could New announce by Tubes,

So that, in Generations
Of generated Scores
Their Memories, not mentioned,
Raced out from Ears and Doors,

That Maws and Paws conducting
Could blow further on,
And play their Games abducting, –
Their Music, till the Dawn!..

Ring Of Fortune
Ring of Fire embraces surrounding Nets
Of in Depths concealed burning Strokes,
Wombs are fed and their Feedings are both hot and wet,
Overwhelming the Dreaming of Rogues.

Fascination of such fills those countless Shapes
Of the Fathoms that Imagination
Sends for Meetings and Dates as the passionate Mates,
Life fulfilling through sweetest Obsession…

This is Chariot Ancient, of Air Mirage,
Just transmitting of what’s Beyond, Symbol:
Hidden Deity openly manifests Lush,
Sending Plasma through generic Limbo.

Under-Heaven – within Layer thin of the Skies –
In- and exhales the Dream of Creating:
Running Chariot’s Wheels make Illusion of Rise
And the fiery Melting of Setting…

Living Creatures that grow to be Beings till Death
World of Sufferings ever replenish
With the whistling and whispering, moaning Breath,
Should the Wheel of Samsara not vanished.

As if setting on Life, every Night Rhythms change,
Flow of Myriads joyfully torture:
Strikes of Lust resonate with the Blows of Revenge, -
Pushing high above Earth Wheel of Fortune!..

Creation The Deem
Creation – that vehicle,
Engine alive,
As magic dung beetle,
Pushes its strife

With Essence to grow
But choosing the Way,
So fast and so slow –
By ruling the Play…

All must by Nature be
Reason approved,
Asserting by Speed
Every chosen Move,

Experience Key word
To Meaning describe
Of summarized Code –
That Reaping of Die…

Creator – you, Captain,
You, Driver by Will –
So felt interfering
Silent and still

When only Necessity,
Known to Him
In Storm of Rules raised be
Must in the Deem!..

Don’t Waste
Don’t waste what you must
Even destined to spend,
Make your Legacy cast
Be upon earthly Land,

Where’s struggled and breathed
Timely Fire of Yours –
Let your Autumn be wreathed
After Spring’s been like Rose!..

Circles of Movements’re open
Structured in parallel, –
Don’t make down and slow,
Don’t say “Very well”,

When it seems pretty bad, –
Lie will not you conform:
And on fake don’t bet,
Let it even be a “Norm”!..

Obligation of Time –
Glimpses evaluate,
Putting Hours in Rhyme;
Days and Years to rate.

This is Duty of Joy –
Keeping mindful regards:
Let it first Time annoyed –
But the Last gets its Charts!..

Reading Passion
Reading Verses – like playing the Music,
Sound of Voice like an Orchestra working,
It’s a Score, sung alive by the choosing
Of the ways how to build up a Rocking –

That of Structures of Thoughts and of Feelings,
Points of their Interweaving’s affecting:
Reading Verses – Creation of Reading,
That’s Reality here creating!..

What’s Reality? Text and its limits
By the words between borders goes broader:
This is all pulsing Matter of Living,
Ever-moving Reliever and Loader.

Rhythm and Rhyme, just like copulation
Of a Male and Female pushes higher
Its Dramatic and its Inundation,
Latent Energy of Burning dire!..

How much of this Energy burst had
Fertilized Spiritual Essence
Hints that taste of Reality toasted,
Thus revealed through the Knowledge of Lessons.

Eyes and Ears in Mouth unifying
Activate through an Interpretation
Every Word, - Burst of Meaning like Dying,
Birthing Human in Thoughtfulness’ Passion!..

Whispering To Prove
Whispering’s sound is good
When the blowing wind outside
Is so lulling, not rude,
Just like embodying Light,

That the beginning of Spring
Anticipating, instills
In what is Coming to bring
And what Awaiting just wills…

Whisper this birdly, and flutes
Play fluttering Choirs around,
Lungs of the woodlands like lutes
For the Renaissance of Sound.

Wintery shape’s being transformed,
Contours of Rude to remove, -
Breath of the Breeze to enthrone,
Rule of the Air to prove!..

How Brave
How much Pain and Suffering’s
Needed to shape the Brain
And of the blatant Staggering
To supersede Disdain;

And all-denying risky Fall
Just to accelerate,
And of the sudden Take-and-Go
To make a Rushing straight;

And of the Overwhelming bold
Initiate the Rise,
And of the folly Mess of World
To get upgraded Prize;

And then arrange the Aftermath,
Memory keeping safe, -
How much longer will it last,
Knows the Future Brave!..

Camped Concentration
The camped Concentration –
Like fare of War –
Is silently raging
From door unto door,

And entering destinies,
Breaking the locks,
It hides under Rest-in-Peace –
One that evokes…

Invisible Commandants –
Dogs and the Guards –
From towers office run,
Given the charts,

Permitting restrictions,
Contacts isolate,
And governing Regions,
Free communicate…

The Culture’s Demand’s
Psychologically high
And Camp-Concentrants
For allegiance apply,

And each one is known
Who commonly dwells:
So pleasant became now
Both Numbers and Cells!..

Earthly Life Called
For shuttles space leaving,
Let’s Tissue create –
And fabric fulfilling,
It’s worthy ornate

With spirits and souls,
Appropriate forms
For Purposes mold
Instilling the Worth!..

Let shuttles – the Angels –
Be there in between:
According to ranges
And what do they mean,

Among their craft ships
Distribute the Thread –
And Demons like clutches
Let’s here implement!..

The shuttles start working –
All stitches in One:
Let’s tissue be rocking
And breathingly done,

And all space being filled in,
Let’s clutches then hold:
Such Wearing yielding
Is “Earthly Life” called!..

Dawn in “Z”
Dawn of Night has begun –
Birth of ashes from coals
Let in air be gone
In between burning Poles,

And the foam of smokes,
Cloud’s homeless surf,
Whirls through pools over rocks –
Windy Music of Orff…

Destination of Time
Is conditional Circle,
And the energies’ tide
Is Infinity’s gurgle –

To Producing absorb,
To Absorbing create:
That’s the Path Downward
Calls uphold and abate…

Evening – Firmament’s Dome:
Adamant is its stone,
Lapis-lazuli – throne,
Open here to atone.

Has Atonement begun?
Ask in front of Sunset:
Where Fulfillment is done,
“A” and “O” merge in “Z”…

Rigor’s Feast
Rigor’s doomed, Reason’s tamed
Raven opens the wings,
Light is tested through taints,
Boldness, covered with wigs

Self-proclaims and here shames
All the natural Growth,
Surface-bounded shakes,
Proving strength of the loath…

That is Radiance, wrapped
In the cowardly Gloom:
Cheating seems overlapped,
Like deceitful is Moon

In the midnight’s outbreak
And despair outburst –
Conscience, wrapped in a rake,
Here safe is and lost…

Superficial drains
Flesh of Surface-Palette:
Labyrinth of the brains,
Built for hybrids, will let

Each, whose nerve is a thread,
By a needle defeat –
And black-feathered, wax-made
Wings then use, after Feast…