right where

In any case, for me being published means being in excruciating pain and saying it out loud. Тhat is a form of bravery in my world. It was never about the possible popularity or the attention of my acquaintances, or the questions everyone would start to ask. It was about being able to communicate all the…

Poetry collection

So, my first poetry collection is coming to life. This is for all the sufferings and calamities of personality that I have seen for my 20 years on our beloved Planet Earth. It is available to purchase from Janus Publishing website, I attach the link below. I also want to thank endlessly Janus for the…

accidentally chosen

He was like water to me – clear and transparent. I could drink him up in a breath but I didn’t want to. It wasn’t cool. He didn’t deserve to be forgotten so easily afterwards. Nonetheless, it is an interesting world that we are living in – everyone is trying to close their eyes and…

too

Too close to my skin. I’m falling in the borderline. A fitting representation of two souls as one.  

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It’s truly a stasis. Hold big thoughts and spend them on nothing. The doors are closing now, run to the window. I’ll catch you down and sell you for what’s finally `clear`.

The effeteness

These little black dots just came out of their oblivion. They try to form themselves again on the other side. I like that try, I like that someday in which it all be worthy. But the message will never arrive, the birds dropped it in the ocean of forgetfulness. The idea is gone. But look…

simply

Comfort is the feature of the closed mind. A voice it is, they say. It is not even a whisper anymore, if you ask me. My mind is gambling with `yes` and `no`. Oh, what a performance of doubt. Simply, there are people who are worthy to suffer for. But don’t take the short cut,…

a changing clarity

I am a changing clarity, but I cannot be as pure as sanity. Wave in me, out of the everyday scrutiny. Somewhere where the shores are endless, where actions cannot be helpless. The need, it pours in my veins. It’s ripping me. But I cannot get over your dignity. I’m below the lowest I can…

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A water that shares too many seas. A sea that shares too many shores. Cruelly, Love.

lust

I deal with words a paradise of lust. Where nothing but trust could redeem you as just. It’s all about words and people. Nothing is simpler or deeper; and I just want that keeper, another mind tricker.