skating artistically on minds
performance is a glass of wine
you hold it gentile and smile
to winters confused by time
the fire of words melts intentions
the ice of lies plays stories
you hide yourself and your eyes
online in public discourses
Winter confuses hearts with awards
day is a baby born in the body
of old blind life of the same hopes
hundreds of status prolongs ties.
600 friends are new events
kissing each city in their hands,
you become attractive to catwalk of miles
on wide forehead world of 2 styles.
Just the 3rd Eye
To watch and write, to feel and say, to know and think!
Monday, April 11, 2011
Monday, April 4, 2011
SENSE OF SEASON
eyes of autumn
are killing the hope.
balance of spirit
stops the power to move.
tears are much fluids
in daily capillaries.
targets broken
into tiny puzzles of despairs.
sweet color of leaves
spreads sadness around.
lollipops of season are bitter
then ever.
arguments are brave soldiers
in battle of mind.
in mind of reality
one soldier fights in silence.
moral futurities are lying
naked on the ground.
are killing the hope.
balance of spirit
stops the power to move.
tears are much fluids
in daily capillaries.
targets broken
into tiny puzzles of despairs.
sweet color of leaves
spreads sadness around.
lollipops of season are bitter
then ever.
arguments are brave soldiers
in battle of mind.
in mind of reality
one soldier fights in silence.
moral futurities are lying
naked on the ground.
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