Various Ways to Go

One night you may lie down your bones and chest You don’t have time to suck eternal rest Breakfast, chili peppers and crusty bread Your heart is sorry But this is the last night The last night of your ever-caring heart Newborn is crying tears of love for good I’m sitting outside reading worn-out book I’m taking another log to keep me warm Farewell my friend Let’s hope that dead by necessity awaits us all Guitar is feeling fingers on its neck Your songs are passions drowning out your voice You let your soul to dwell in vain for years And now the strings are broken You let them to define your whole life fully There is nothing left, there is no point I’m dancing with Mary spinning circles and hope If my strings are broken down, I try to blow If there is a cloud it doesn’t mean the stars were fake all along You were good my friend Let’s hope that death by error will miss us all He is picking success on his own The way to stars is easy and crystal clear His hands are holding the life with clenched fists He often sighs: “No one can take it from me, No one can take it from me…” But the violin does not dissolve in him as it should But the kisses do not transcend to her as they should The suffering is mild and dishonest I pity you my fellow human, dead by soul damage is the worst Let’s believe, for souls are almighty

May 2020

Often we are worried about death, but what if we are dead inside already?
Hopefully there is always a way from this unfortunate state.

Embracing Solitude

Treacherous claws of despair What have I done to thee? To walking by like a murderer In a foreign country Where no one knows my crimes I wonder what led them astray What have I done to them? To judge me so bluntly “It’s clear! You killed the bird!” But what if I saved it? No, that was not what I meant But everyone’s turning faces It would be wrong to fight To fight for something that’s obviously right Curse me! I must be a hideous being… Though no man is an island Before God I’m alone Before eternal inner self Yes, here I am trembling with fear So anxious about this endless loneliness That I cannot be saved from That I don’t want to be saved from Yes, here I am embracing solitude Embracing my beautiful deformity

July 2020

I had a dream and in this dream everyone was leaving me because of who I was.
Although it was dreadful for the most part, at the end there was a strange feeling of serenity.

You Know Nothing

Sit down and watch the lake go misty mild Forget what is known about your hellish star Remember to always have a heaven reason why And please don’t ever, don’t ever, don’t go wild Old oak is wrapping childish dreams to roots Your hair is intertwined with branches high You felt him back then, now you know the rules You should not sell the heart in search for the truth I’m holding saltcellar and a loaf of bread I’m sitting straight and hopefully true to you I felt it back then, now I… (know nothing?) I should not sell the heart for a feeble cry A little bit of magic is stuffed in all A little bit of eternity in all A little bit that is never to be known A little bit that is always to be shown Sit down and watch the lake go misty mild Forget what is known about your hellish star Remember to always have a heaven reason why And please don’t ever, don’t ever, don’t go wild

August 2020

There is something in everything. Something untouchable.
There is no tree nor any river in the real world. Or in other words you will never know neither of them.
You know nothing.

Sooner or Later

Was I cold inside the night you offered me a coat? Did you feel some inner voice that was dying young? Though hearts cannot be touched without a reason What was it? Did we breathe? Just a dream or something Something to die for But sooner or later, apple of my eye Our souls will slowly bind us close And there will be no collision In the whole wide universe Just a peaceful realization of some deeper traces That will guide us to better places Where the past will become a strange illusion And we will return to fairytales once again For the last time and never more

September 2020

Maybe the most important events in life are the most natural ones.
Maybe you will not scream, but you will be silent. Maybe you will not cry,
but you will have a little smile on your lips. Maybe nothing will colide,
but everything will fit.

Fable

If only you dive off my image If only you dive the sea If only you dive in my village If only you dare to see All my thoughts a feeble projection Don’t take it in Face me

January 2021

Late at night, I was inspired by Justin Vernon line: "Say nothing of my
fable, no" from Bon Iver song 8 circle. Sometimes you tremble with fear.
What ideas do other people have about you? Have all your inner and outer
chatter created an illusion for you and others "to enjoy"?

Wisdom Protects the Natural

In this world of terror You’re shaking like a leaf Most of it alien But you cannot help it What you feel is the real Am I of anything? Anything to use? I’m reaching But there are no rules I’ve got the rules But I fear the leap Let me hold you And teach me weep

June 2021

The only reason to become wise is to be able to protect the good.
This is the axiom.