I My pages burn in an iron plate on the wooden table in our September hotel. Carpet’s soaked with beer that we spilled and I couldn’t care less about the mess. And you spoil me, dear - Breakfast in bed but we’ve got nothing to cheer for. The smell of smoke is still in my… Continue reading Neon
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… Continue reading Poetry collection
Maybe someday we could take our time, and I could show you this love of mine. And you could use your words so fine, and nothing would leave us blind. We’ll run on the pavement of clouds, and lowly we’ll leave our doubts. And nothing will fool us false. I want to forever be close.… Continue reading as of now
Too close to my skin. I'm falling in the borderline. A fitting representation of this soul as one.
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`.
I am a changing clarity, but I cannot be 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 get.… Continue reading a changing clarity
A water that shares too many seas. A sea that shares too many shores. Cruelly, Love.
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.
You are priceless but you're not faultless. You are the embodiment of the human sin. And your soul twists itself with a grin. Your body is pain covered with skin. It is all so natural, right and factual. But the wind still pushes your head to the sea. why? what do you think it means… Continue reading factual
I made a big mistake – let things roll their way. Rolling till the end of my reality. Stop in the valley of insanity. And I don’t want to remember, but I neither forget. I only feel my mind in debt to something that is not yet. What else would you like to take? If… Continue reading Blight