Tuesday

Light House

Look just ahead of you !
Look before its too late
Look and see upon that hill
There is me
Guiding your rebel heart home.
Showing you your way
Find faith , Dont stray
When the world around you is dark
Remember to look at that lighthouse
It stares right back at you
The lights are on
Dont deny the sign
Just keep on going
Toward the light
No doubt , No fight
Give in , let your inner child float
Reach out for my hand
Dont let go
Just dont let go
And stand by me
By the light house.

The Queen of a thousand dreams !



Give me your hand
Touch me
Burn
It feels good
Sweetly it hurts
We're broken people now
we reply on each other
I am all the words
from your lips
You're the keeper of my voice
You are an island
I couldnt pass by
I needed to discover
A mist of passion
Beautiful love
Under the moonlight
sing for me
a dream
a hope
that you are mine
I am your symphony
Soft , delicate
even loud
a rythme without a reason
We both shall
love and despair

Sunday

Mamma , Please hear me



Mamma , I am stabbed
I am crawling on the floor
Bleeding
I am broken
Cornered
Give me your hand
Hold me
heal the inside of me
Mamma , the pain takes over
Despair
I desperately looking for you
Don't look away
pick up my pieces
Fix my soul
clean the dirt
clean the stain
Mamma , they broke me
They tore me apart
Stitch me together ....

Friday

A kiss




A first kiss myth is good,
a myth of pure love,
lips hardly touching
shivering ,
Hearts deeply into each other ,
Loud beats ,
Closed eyes....


Saturday

We always forget that behind our happy facad and the joyful smile , There is piles of scars and oceans of sadness that go whole way to the very soul !!!!

When the night falls.


When the night falls
I play a song for you
Every night
under the stars
and the silver moon
I play it softly
on the strings of my dying heart
it hurts me
I bleed
but I want to reach you
somehow
I know that you hear me
no matter how far you are
I know that we sleep under the same sky
Every night
you wait for me
to play it for you
when the night falls.

Sunday

Another you , Another me....


Goodbye is my last word to you
I love you , It hurts .
Happy yet blue
I can't possibly love you more than I do
Then in the middle 
I look at us
Tearing apart
We are no more
but memories
broken dreams
If I could wish
Just one wish
I would wish
for me and you
that somehow
there is another me
somewhere meeting another you
and they re never to be apart
If I could wish
Just one wish
It would be
a better world for me and you
I love you.....

Friday

True friend



I planted few flowers, one for each friend .I think they were four, but I only remember one!! When the autumn and winter came ,my flowers died , but when the spring returned the flowers came back to life , but to my surprise only three were standing there , strong and smiling at the face of the sun . One day heavy clouds passed them , angry rain poured heavily from a very dark sky , my flowers fell down , broken and dead. The sun came back again strong and good , I gazed at the two flowers that stood there happy and enjoying the lovely summer breeze . the time passed by and a rage storm visited again my dear flowers , Suddenly , It was only a lonely little flower left. The storm broke you , and in the rain you were drowned , I am very sure , You are my real true friend!!!!

Tuesday

Taking back what's mine




I rise up ,
Once again my dear
I rise up from ashes
Broken dreams
I will find my way back to you
Nothing will hold me back
There is no locks
There is no blinds
I desire you
so you're mine
I will sneak like a thief in the night
I will steal you
I will hide you
within my heart
under my skin
for your sake
I rise up again
Nothing will ever hold me down
I am leaving this old town
Following your trails
finding you
soon enough .....

Friday

When I said go.

Walk ,
Don't look back
Leave this world of mine
Close the door behind you

Cut the ropes
Free me
feeling lighter
a balloon
caught in the wind
no longer touching the ground

Daggers into my heart
New wounds , on old scars

Numb
Tears well hidden
behind my thin mask

Sunday

Dry heart in a dry season....



I was young
My world was small
My dreams were big
Everything was possible
I had wishes
They never came true
Slowly

They were burnt
Into ashes
I held out my hand
to reach for something bigger
Nothing was there

I had a love
Passion and happiness
Things had to crack
Left me broken
I grew older
The clouds were too far from my grasp
I am lonely and grey
A craddle which is not mine
I rock my doll to sleep
I can't see
and I lost my sense of touch
If I am gentle enough
I would give you a smile
from an old woman lips
It wouldnt enchant you
My charm is no longer there
Step into my hut
My remains
Wouldn't do you any harm....

Friday

Four Seasons.


Why blue ,
Why sad , and out of control
Why so lost
So disconnected  from everyone
and everything
Close your eyes
Embrace the life's heart
to embrace yours
be the green spring
a clear dew on green petals
be a dry colourful autumn
why not a wet dark winter
on that ocean
be the summer blowing breeze
Open your eyes now
Don't be scared to stare at the sun
stare inside you
Find the mystery
aren't you all in one ?

Wednesday

I had a rose .. For love..


Things were bright ,
A smile on my confident lips
I had eyes on the road before me
Hopes
Ready for love
I took a step toward to it
I reached out my hand
for  a touch , for a taste
A taste which was so bitter
to start with
The love has forsaken me
Not even a chance
for my first step , for my dance
I felt the pain shaking my world
like a sharp sword
Cutting into my rose
I desperately tried to share with someone
never been found
I left it behind
It does not belong
I do not belong
To find me
face to face with a terrible silence
ever-lasting loneliness
inside my walls
I scream
Will you ever hear ?

Thursday

It has been always mine



I gathered the years of sadness
The years that passed me by
Under my pillow ,
I waited , I waited
For the fairy
To take it all away
Never happened
I held my pain
I made a sculpture
I gave it the eyes
The smile
And the features
The sculpture gazed back at me
Right into my eyes
Confused
Wondering
Why does it hurt so much in the inside
Why the pain so just so much to endure
In the end
It cracked
Piece by piece
Falling down to the floor
Broken  , Damaged
I gathered the piece..
I put it back
Inside me
Where it belongs
Where it always has been …

Monday

Magic



You are the magic
Within the words
Beautiful
vivid
You are the smiles ,
You are the frozen tears
You are the fantasy
Of the worlds
You are everyone’s dream
A fairytale
A saga about ancient lands
You are the poetry
The prose
You are everything
I know
You are everything
I don’t know
You are the wind in my hair
And the breeze on my cheeks

You are so hard to describe
You are the magic Santa

Giving me my loving heart back
Wrapped
In a cold Christmas eve
Say: bless you child
before you leave.

Sunday

The Turning of the tide



That night she tried to sleep watching the sky through the window , The stars were stabs of light against a dark blue cloth , and the moon was yellow and round , In the still of the night, the only sound was a gentle ticking and a soft whisper says : O come to me beloved and stay here , by my side , Come to me at the turning of the tide.

The voice was smooth and silky ,it suggested that wonders existed which would make all she had seen so far become thin and flat and forgotten ,amazing things lay just around the corner and the voice know its way , She moved slowly , following the silky voice , to something she never experienced before.

O come to me beloved and stay here , by my side , Come to me at the turning of the tide.

Saturday

Cattleya ...



Don’t step into my world
It isn’t a bed of roses
It’s just death echoing inside my walls
Don’t look into my eyes
I am not ready for love
a fighter
I am not here to stay
There is a road ahead of me
A Cattleya
Soft skin
Calm surface
A rose
Deadly thorns
I don’t want to hurt you
Keep a distance away from me
A smile
Promising eyes
I am good in telling lies
A Cattleya
Smells so good
Tell me ,
Does death smell bad ?

Thursday

A Machine



I remember
I was born same year as you
and you died yesterday
In my corner
I feel tired
I am out of function
yet I am not dead
Don't blame me
If I am not what I seem to be
Don't ask me about love
I am just an idea of life
my head is empty
but I remember everything
and my soul is a void
Don't ask me about my heart
my tears and my smiles
I am just a machine
made of steel
I was made for you
to ease your troubled mind
to please you
but now you're dead
I am left in this dark corner
a loner
Rusting
yet I can't die....

Friday

Somebody's friend.


I don't want to be someone's lover
I want to be someone's friend
to be the your morning star
and your evening sun
to sing along with your front door's grass
to take your hand , away we run
into the night
The silence of the moon
and the still ocean
I want to be someone's friend
to be anything that your lover can't
never scared to look into your eyes
a mirror before me
reflecting the darkness in me
pouring light into me
completing me
completing you
I don't want a romance
I just want a friendship
a taste of sweetness
without broken heart
and bitter tears
turning to dust ...
I want to be somebody's friend.