Saturday, 30 November 2013

Vampires angels and demons (Poem)





Vampires Angels and Demons

Vampires, Angels and Demons
When thou will settle thine score even?
Demons conquer the grounds
Angels dwell at the heavens
Vampires suck of the blood of the virgins
War all around us
What will stop those vampires and demons
If not the Angels who dwell at the sky
Stop crying start trying
Thou will succeed to settle the score even

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Friday, 29 November 2013

Our Past (Poem)






Our Past

Post after a check
Is sent outdoors
Where will it arrive? 
Where will it land, at what bay at what shore?

Through a closet or through an open door
We walk with might and a sense of control,
But who cares about it all?

When time is right,
What is that measure that brings us sense of pleasure
Where are those times when we sat all together?
All I can say is "they are gone and no more"

I used to dream about these times
Now all I remember is the letter I sent you on Monday
But instead taking a flight through heaven, through hell 
Through measureless height
Through starry night
It just landed at neighbors, next door.


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Tuesday, 26 November 2013

At the Wild (Poem)




At the Wild

Wild child runs from point A to point B
Is she really as independent as she seems to be?
We for the matter of fact sit here and stare at her running, 
Right over there.

But do we really care?
For us it's only a show. 
For her it's a survivalist's goal.

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Monday, 25 November 2013

Summertime (Poem)




Summertime

I feel sorta fine, even going the extra mile
I do enjoy sunshine
I do my homework with an extra twist of mind

Summertime 
Taking a train to Bree 
Then a plane to Malta for a beach poker spree 

Life is good
As long as you have enough money, 
To pay for your wine and food... 

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Sunday, 24 November 2013

Master of Hearts (Poem)



Master of Hearts 

You go to park...
You ought to stand on your feet
It may appear to be quiet hard
However you listen to your own heart
And find it worthy.

What happens next no one knows
But you are sure that tomorrow will be better than today
And you are the master at this very matter...

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Wednesday, 20 November 2013

Publicly Transparent (Poem)




Publicly Transparent

You sit in line
You are online
You watch new promo
Gin flows through veins
You shit at street and dance in rain
What comes today
Will go tomorrow
And it won't last, 
You just surrender without feel or bitter sorrow.

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Tuesday, 19 November 2013

Swimming away (Epigram)



Swimming away 

Oh, gentle touch of those who try to fish for treasure
I'd pass their awful debt to luck however.

We aren't as close as food and dish,
I'll swim away from you and your failure leaving you all up to your wish. 

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Monkey (Haiku)

Monkey

funky monkey steps down from heaven
lifts up the main leverage
what will remain?

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Friday (Poem)



Friday

I see the light comes by
You don't know when day'll be gone
I see the night stands by
And know there's nothing that can go wrong

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Thursday, 14 November 2013

Я всё хочу...

Я всё хочу на свете возыметь
друзей, почтовых птиц и водолея
как мало-много смесь молока кефира и зефира
поёт мне по ночам Земфира
я сам не знаю как
зачем и почему
но я пройти еще смогу
пустыню, солнечные горы и тайгу
но кровь из носа льется по ночам
не знает сей организм про стыд и срам
бедлам
бедлам
настал сей жизни крест
пущай почтовых птиц не сокрушится их насест
и много много лет пройдет пред тем как сдам я свой последний текст

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Happiness (Song Lyrics)

Happiness 

We could use some happiness
To bring us bless for our success

We could use some happiness
To bring us bless for our success

All the troubles in the world
Go round round
As spins our ground
All the doubts of this world
Got to be carried around
Poof, what's that sound?

We could use some happiness
To bring us bless for our success

All the people of this world
Don't know what they really need
The buy some crap and think they do succeed

We could use some happiness
To bring us bless for our success

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Thursday, 7 November 2013

Я летаю

Я летаю в небо взмою
и возвещу о том как парус над лодкой распушу
я летаю я всё могу
и смех и радость принести
и о горе, печали известить
но море, небо всех сильней
всем радость несёт сей
малый летучий дуролей

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