What I thought was past — my desire, my long-dreamed day —
it was an awful waking, to a night of endless chase and pain…
I borrow my own time, and run a battle —
to fight with whom?
I shall surrender my soul;
I wear no shell for you to protect me,
but I tear open my wounds, to love myself.
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Emptiness
All over my hate and pain,
it pushes me back, again and again;
standing in the middle of an empty road,
I realize my emptiness, in the worldly crowd…Way to way, with my endless hay,
I realize I waste one more day;
and with the lonely house,
I find my emptiness…The silence of love and hate,
I find my state in a stapled chase;
stammering my life once again,
I feel my emptiness, again…To the lonely road,
to the endless bay,
to the world of dreams,
I live my emptiness, again. -
Eyes
Sparkling and stunning, a deadly smile —
she looks behind my time;
slyly, and slowly, even time whispers:
her aura, and her smile, all around mine. -
Beautiful Life
Before a day, after a night,
when sleep is gripping the pillow tight,
I woke to a day I lost, and gained,
and wasted away the sadness inside;
I crawled back to reality,
and wondered at this beautiful life. -
Way Back
Shall I be lost in the triumph of the one I gain,
or shall I behold the fight of the one I lost?
They are ways to reach the old, and the new —
but why does the shortest so often lead to you? -
The Dawn of a Day
The shadow of mist will disappear,
birds will fly on a chirping sound;
life will nurture in every corner,
some will rise — now, or later,
with a roosting sound, or one of me.Wryly drawing a million shades in the sky,
with so many phases of life,
it reaches every new direction it finds —
little things to hold, and to say.And from a far distance,
I stare at your potency,
far beyond any reach to conquer:
the dawn of a day. -
Heart of Time
Heart of time…
Day upon day, and turning nights;
every day goes by, one sight;
here and there, belonging of mine —
once, there was a heart of time…Keys of a piano, and melody of sounds;
thunder of the sky, and broken apart;
every time, every day, the mirror does not shine,
left with the broken heart of time…Flying with the speed of the past,
nothing lasts ever, where the race ends;
this is not the end, nor the beginning —
it lies in the anger of time…I bid my love to memories,
immersed in the eyes of time;
lost, but having conquered the world,
living myself, in the heart of time. -
Life and You
Raving of mine,
to and for thine;
mighty chimes shine,
beneath the night and time…One more goodbye,
and the still-standing sky;
falling, but raising a voice,
in the heat of failing love and cries…In the name of love,
I found another me —
lost, and conquered, as one;
the carnival of life, and thine…I want more, and more,
to wait, and to lose,
to love, and to hate —
to live the beauty of life, and you… -
Dichotomy of Love
Come before, and still late to myself;
noise all around inside, and peace outside;
from day to night, and night to hurt,
the ringing, and the silence, of time.In the heart of hate and love,
with the cycle of joy and pain;
destinations with no journey,
one voice — and all of it empty.A recreation of thoughts and incidents,
lasting, though never in your presence;
fame to loss, hate to love —
merely the active dichotomy of your love. -
Another Love
Gone far into the night,
leaving only clues in sight;
they reach you everywhere you go —
a world of joy, and of rejoicing…Falling through the sky,
below your dream-line;
walking upon the trees,
the storm has passed your side…There you go, and shine —
the glory of her, and its time;
withered, and trembled,
but nature has its own drawing…I stand between one and another:
one is close to my heart,
and the other, devastating;
but far beyond, where I reach, I found her by my side…
Nature.