Снежинка летит
Escaping spring
Все ее кристаллы
Tremble with fear
Подснежник спит
Needs summer rain
Instead of raindrops
Снежинка came
Снежинка садится
На лепесток цветка
Asks for the shelter
Боится света
Подснежник жаждущий
Снежинка тает
“You need my shadow”
“You need my droplets”
Три лица скорби
Meadow felt silent...
Saturday, September 7, 2019
Friday, February 22, 2019
The Book, 2019 Edition
Тишина спит
But ground’s shaking
With every word
Мечта 'бя бесит
Слыши сказки
Learn trust the bear
When Пушкин dies
Промахни цель
Откры глаза
Keep in the cold
Cохрани снежинку
Just silence that tongue
Pen down your curses
Война ‘ли ... смерть?
Ink takes its time
Добраться здесь
How many chapters?
Напиши все
But ground’s shaking
With every word
Мечта 'бя бесит
Слыши сказки
Learn trust the bear
When Пушкин dies
Промахни цель
Откры глаза
Keep in the cold
Cохрани снежинку
Just silence that tongue
Pen down your curses
Война ‘ли ... смерть?
Ink takes its time
Добраться здесь
How many chapters?
Напиши все
Thursday, July 23, 2009
The Foolish Drive
you rained me down to a point when
the world was still bright but only just
justified with scars of light
but getting darker still
and me,
sliding and spinning but really just falling down
as the world kept turning perfectly synchronized
the world was still bright but only just
justified with scars of light
but getting darker still
and me,
sliding and spinning but really just falling down
as the world kept turning perfectly synchronized
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Stranger
Stranger, stranger, surprise me hard
Surprise my innocence, catch me off guard
Tell me your stories, tell them incredible
Shatter the very base of my own universe
Stranger stranger, challenge my dreams
Guide me through miracles 'til the last scene
Dream up my stories, make them impossible
Is it my confidence or your coincidence?
Stranger, stranger, show me the edge
Just push me over it then cast your net
with all your stories I found incredible
Now I believe you, your truth's forgivable
Surprise my innocence, catch me off guard
Tell me your stories, tell them incredible
Shatter the very base of my own universe
Stranger stranger, challenge my dreams
Guide me through miracles 'til the last scene
Dream up my stories, make them impossible
Is it my confidence or your coincidence?
Stranger, stranger, show me the edge
Just push me over it then cast your net
with all your stories I found incredible
Now I believe you, your truth's forgivable
She knows
Where did we stop?
The time was tense
And the tense was past
And both of us knew it would never last
Does she know?
Will she tell?
I think she knows but she’ll never tell
We had our spell
The time was tense
The tense present
We didn't start and didn't descend
Does she know?
Will she tell?
I think she knows but she’ll never tell
The time was tense
And the tense was past
And both of us knew it would never last
Does she know?
Will she tell?
I think she knows but she’ll never tell
We had our spell
The time was tense
The tense present
We didn't start and didn't descend
Does she know?
Will she tell?
I think she knows but she’ll never tell
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Day
In the pouring rain
I'll be the fool
who takes you for a walk
on the moors
We'll just roam
until we're very
very cold
And then we'll stop
so you can start to
Play with your veil
through all the seasons
watching fools in a tearoom
dream
Breathe in my name
Walk me through reasons
why I shouldn't be a fool
Please,
wake me up on the day like you
I'll be the fool
who takes you for a walk
on the moors
We'll just roam
until we're very
very cold
And then we'll stop
so you can start to
Play with your veil
through all the seasons
watching fools in a tearoom
dream
Breathe in my name
Walk me through reasons
why I shouldn't be a fool
Please,
wake me up on the day like you
In other silences
far beyond the walls of words
far enough to get lost
telecom breakdown unwelcome
just hissing silence on both ends
only the stars and one small cat
Silent night and silent speech
and silent eyes and silent stream
silently afraid of fading green
of falling leaflets and the rain
slowly dissolving the teabag's pain
when there's a need for parole
no need to interrogate
we should communicate
in other silences
in violent silence we have talked
to tarmac, seagulls and the rock
you broke my dreams I'm breaking yours
not even silence slams my face
e-mails won't talk neither will texts
when there's a need for parole
no need to interrogate
we should communicate
in other silences
far enough to get lost
telecom breakdown unwelcome
just hissing silence on both ends
only the stars and one small cat
Silent night and silent speech
and silent eyes and silent stream
silently afraid of fading green
of falling leaflets and the rain
slowly dissolving the teabag's pain
when there's a need for parole
no need to interrogate
we should communicate
in other silences
in violent silence we have talked
to tarmac, seagulls and the rock
you broke my dreams I'm breaking yours
not even silence slams my face
e-mails won't talk neither will texts
when there's a need for parole
no need to interrogate
we should communicate
in other silences
Friday, March 6, 2009
Wish
Let it be still
or keep it move
Foster the thrill
or hush the groove
Yield to mirage
or be for real
Breathe in the change
or wax the seal
Wake up with dawn
Enlight the dusk
Gather the pieces
or blow stardust
Feed the passion
or cool sweet lies
Skate with your dreams
your colours run
It's 37
and best to come
or keep it move
Foster the thrill
or hush the groove
Yield to mirage
or be for real
Breathe in the change
or wax the seal
Wake up with dawn
Enlight the dusk
Gather the pieces
or blow stardust
Feed the passion
or cool sweet lies
Skate with your dreams
your colours run
It's 37
and best to come
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Westminster Station
Excuse me
but today's no poetry
just shattered pottery
on streets where the left is right
and nothing's left
just calming memories
cherished inventories
of dreams that never were though some were meant to be
but today's no poetry
just shattered pottery
on streets where the left is right
and nothing's left
just calming memories
cherished inventories
of dreams that never were though some were meant to be
The Book II
My left is written
the right is blank
write by a candle
or full blown lamp
the story’s yours
so is the plot
you have the power
to tie the knot
stick to known places
or throw in few lies
satisfy readers
or catch them off guard
deploy love stories
or blow up a lab
invent new mem’ries
or turn back the time
it’s 30 chapters
write the next one
the right is blank
write by a candle
or full blown lamp
the story’s yours
so is the plot
you have the power
to tie the knot
stick to known places
or throw in few lies
satisfy readers
or catch them off guard
deploy love stories
or blow up a lab
invent new mem’ries
or turn back the time
it’s 30 chapters
write the next one
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