Enchanted Disturbia
by
Nina Cannings
(Tikhonova)
Nonprofit poetess
Contents
Description
To live, to be inspired, to see the stars and fall... To hear your heart writing and let the world to pause... A book of poetry by Russian poet Nina Cannings (Tikhonova) for everyone who can see with a heart and listen with an open mind.
Little Russian Bullets
In Russian
Little English tears
In English
Poems
Quotes
Media Gallery
About author
In English and Russian
In English and Russian
A short biography
from Russia to England
Contact
This book is dedicated to my two beautiful children Annabelle and Edward, and everyone who was lucky or unlucky enough to be a part of my life and have been the influence to write the poems…
© Copyright (2021) by Nina Cannings (Tikhonova) – All rights reserved.
It is not legal to reproduce, duplicate, or transmit any part of this document in either electronic means or printed format. Recording of this publication is strictly prohibited.
Little English tears
First you hit the air,
Then you hit the floor.
The world will bring you down,
Until you scream no more.
xxx
Love is not a mission,
Love is not a cure.
It’s your soul’s permission,
To let you see beyond.
xxx
The world is upside down,
I'm falling down.
My memory's explosions,
Don't let me see the ground.
The silence hurts my ears,
I'm chasing my mistakes.
The gravity will weights me down,
There is no one to catch.
xxx
You pulled the trigger with the smile,
And kissed the bullet on the cheek.
The happy memories flashed by me,
And disappeared in the dark…
xxx
Why can’t you see that I’m bleeding inside?
Your vision is blurry, it wont guide you to me…
Why can’t you hear me screaming inside?
The sound of my voice is going straight through your soul…
xxx
To the one who can hold his breath,
While my moods swing all over the place.
To the one who can bring inner peace,
With a shot of a single kiss.
xxx
You dumped me so easy,
Without a fight or a single word.
Just simply beheaded,
One fine afternoon…
xxx
I gave you my world in a split of the second,
Because I believed in a true happy ending…
I guess it just wasn’t enough,
Love cannot cure a hollow heart…
xxx
I’m looking for a soul I could rely on,
I need a hand I could hold to walk through the hell.
I want someone to call my home when there is nowhere to go,
I just got tired of being a Baymax for short periods of life…
xxx
I’ve been through hell
And I got out.
Perhaps I even slightly damaged
But still possess a heart of gold.
xxx
Wake up to the Moon,
To no expectations.
You are in a friend zone…
The date was spectatus!
xxx
A shark’s displaying pity towards me.
I’m a bit concerned but no sign of sweating…
Perhaps there is a trap ahead of me.
It’s time to run, no hesitating…
xxx
I want you to believe and unlock your heart
I want you see the world with my transparent eyes
I want your mind engage with my broad-minded waves
Just let my love to hold the key from your heart’s cage…
xxx
Let me be your Sun,
So you can always smile.
Let me be your Moon,
I will guide your dreams to the land of the blessed so you feel safe.
Let me know how I can hold you,
And I will move the Earth to be yours…
xxx
I spend a minute and a day embracing my imagination
Than curiosity takes over of my abnormally exhausted mind
And sends me on a quest for answers
A common sense will pull all wonders to the ground
Life is keep generating waterfall of never ending independent thinking
And leaves me breathless every time I meet my own reflection…
xxx
Time doesn’t stretch and can’t stand still
And every minute counts
But
Time can be a dearest friend
To those who spend it wisely…
xxx
I want to fall in love with you…
I want to feel the rain while walking next to you
And only hear the sound of laughter
I want to see the stars of happiness with you
And use the Milky Way to guide along the way
I want to hold your hand
And not to be afraid that you let go
If only I could never leave my dream
Where true love speaks the truth
But
Love quickly disappears when I face the real world…
xxx
I bribed my soul
And stitched my heart
Another box of chocolate down
A glass of wine returned me back
To the realm of dating wildlife
The rain took care of wasteful tears
A soothing sound of the Cupid’s wings
Makes me believe
That mind is only cured with love…
xxx
Let me heal your soul from within and beyond
Let me be the spark of your daily life
Let me be the one who would walk you through heaven and hell
Let my wisdom and strength be forever yours till you walk the earth
xxx
Relationships are all about time and patience
They grow marvelously on the organic field
Where listening helps to resolve the confrontation
And words can heal the most strong-willed wounds
xxx
Life takes you on a journey through the minefield
To find your equal whole
So two strong minded hearts can fight in unison
Through centuries of battles and never tear apart
xxx
I want to tango in the rain
And see your mask been washed away
I will inhale your mind through your enchanted words
The galaxy will hide my scars under the falling stars
We’re dancing in the rain
So you won’t see my tears from centuries of waiting for you to reappear in my life…
xxx
I will inject the moon with my imagination
To see the waterfall of falling stars
I only need to catch The One which outshines me
So I would rest my soul at peace and put my sword away…
xxx
I’m walking through the frozen field of fainted hopes
There’s no heart beat
My breath is disappeared on your lips
And made your soul to crumble into pieces
I only wanted to enslave your heart
Because you paralyzed my soul with moonshine from your eyes
xxx
My heart is in pieces
But
I tightened them up
And gave you The String to hold on to
I’ll help you to steer it safe
Just don’t let The String go….
xxx
Life is not a picnic
It’s a constant war
Where you can be a winner or a silent doll
Love is not a candy from your local store
It’s a nuclear reaction of two fearless souls
Where two will unite forever or get destroyed for life…
xxx
STOP THE CLOCK!
I’m getting off the train
I left my heart on another station
Because I went in the wrong direction…
xxx
The hardest lessons in your life
Might make you feel like you got wiser…
But
In reality
They break your heart and clog your soul
And leave no room for maneuver…
xxx
There’s nothing worse
Than giving your most
And being left alone in a ditch
Leaves you wonder till death if you were the cause
Or were able at all to save the sinking ship
But
The truth is…
One was too weak and lost
To maintain the course
To repair the ship
And stay…
xxx
I kiss the rain
And feel the warmth of your enchanting lips
I’m taking you with me beyond the wildest dreams
Your kiss’s brought peace to my turmoil being
There’s no end till I can feel your kiss while standing in the rain…
xxx
Love won’t be stumbling at your door
If you don’t have the key
It takes a courage and fearless soul
To handle and to save the greatest gift of all
xxx
When you’re fully open
And in a balanced stage
You can see the demons marching through the gate
Let the light to abolish your fear of life
Only a healthy mind can conquer the hardest obstacles of life
Run with the flow and follow the stars
Love will always find the way to an open heart
xxx
Your mind is so empty and yet so full on
I’ve lost all my strengths trying to reach the depth of your inner thinking
There’s no stop sign in the world of your memorizable overthinking
I’m losing my navigation while crossing your turbulent waves…
xxx
I have been poisoned by Love…
It paralyzed my body and crippled everything inside
I hear voices but their sound has no meaning
My eyes are in the deep end of the ocean
The soul has left the ground
I have been poisoned by You…
xxx
You messed up
And I hit the ground
You only three words away
From resetting my heart again
Time is like a katana’s blade
Cuts off the oxygen supply in the blink of an eye if you wait…
xxx
If your lips speak one thousand words
Then I’m falling for you
If your eyes speak one thousand words
Then you bewitched my soul
If your mind can hear my words
Then the world stands still…
xxx
What’s in my voice to you…?
Cos I can feel you drifting to another world of soothing sounds
Where the stars are falling down and every wish comes true…
The smoothing waterfall of words is streaming through your soul
My entire being is powerlessly trying to break out of the catatonic state
Because I’m drowning in the enigmatic ocean of your sky blue waves…
xxx
I’m drinking the air you breathe
To reconcile with waves of your asphyxiating thoughts
I only a single wave away from drowning deep in your inner consciousness
The strings of tension in the air inducing euphoria
by eliminating oxygen to breathe…
xxx
I wish the wind to be in sequence with my Heartbeat
And travel to the end of Earth
Away from mankind’s Madness poisoning my senses
and altering the state of my Existence
To rest in peace among the waves of clouds
transmuting everything into the dust…
xxx
If the Moon will collide with the Sun
And the Stars won’t shine anymore
While the gravity of time is tangling your Mind, persuading you to oversee the consequences
And follow inner senses to reach the heights in breathless state
Would you capture my Smile in the pocket of your Mind?
Just to hide it away from everyone to see…
xxx
I can hold your heart till my heart is beating
And beyond the time till we meet again…
But
The tension between two minds will remain unsynchronized
Until we learn to compromise and tune their imperfections…
xxx
Even when the Sun is shining
All you see is Rain
Even when the sound of bluebells heavenly conducts a soul
to the place of dancing fairies among moonshine’s flames
You seem to be caught up in endless waves of turmoil
Hold my soul to stay forever and a day in my mysterious world…
xxx
Jump on your surfboard
And take a deep Breath In
Only a Fearless Soul can stay afloat and maintain a perfect Balance
While navigating with a wireless Focus to the other end of Life
Under the highest Wave ever existed…
xxx
It takes the last breath to feel the never ending Pain
It takes the last breath to close down the Heart and lose forever the Key
It takes the last breath to see the sunrise for the last time and drown your Dreams among the night sky
It takes the last breath to feel the warmth of your breath
and walk away in silence to the end of Eternal Darkness…
xxx
Love is a glance into your Soul
To see what you are made of…
Only the purest of them all can stand a chance
And pass The Universal Life’s Test of not letting the flame die out…
xxx
If the Words were a Canvas
I would paint your Eyes
With their settle Wilderness
And a pinch of exotic Spice
I would fall asleep in their Tranquil Waves
Reading the Manuscripts from your Inner shelves
While watching a Sunset closing the Gates
With a Moonshine’s kiss on my Lips…
xxx
Don’t starve your words
In order to protect the minds
of those who over sensitive to light
The words are clearing the air from the Carbon Dioxide,
produced by dust mites in the higher end of life
The only way to eliminate them
is to stir the swamp of heavily sedated weaklings
For they became accustomed to persistent droppings
in the darkness of their domes
Where lack of oxygen promotes a sloppy road
to the acceptance of a simple manipulation of Mendeleev’s periodic table…
Little Russian bullets
Свои стихи я посвящаю
Всем тем кто верит в чудеса
И в небе звёзды зажигая
Мечты в реальность воплощает.
ххх
Я иногда пишу стихи,
Когда душа на части рвётся.
И сердце болью отзовётся.
Я слишком часто их пишу...
ххх
С неба падала звезда.
Я её поймала.
К сердцу зябкому прижала
И желанье загадала...
ххх
Я в сердце разожгу свечу.
Ты не задуй огня.
Она согреет нас в пути,
Укроет от дождя.
ххх
Душа захлебнулась в слезах и печали.
Сердце разбито, его не собрать.
Так много хочется сказать,
Но больше слов не разобрать...
xxx
Смысл слов утрачен.
Старое прости,
Воздух разрезая,
Кануло в тиши.
xxx
Поверь невидимым слезам.
В них боль застывшая в молчанье.
Поверь несказанным словам.
В них ураган переживаний.
Поверь...
xxx
Там, где сердце бьётся и душа вся в клочьях,
Там, где дыханье затая минуты превращаются в слова.
Песочные часы пустились в крестный путь,
Пол жизни за бокал любви – вселенский дар бессмертия души.
xxx
Опять лицом в говно…
За что?
Я просто от усталости споткнулась
и в небылице захлебнулась.
Я заблудилась в мире мёртвых душ.
Здесь места нет любви.
Здесь только души расчленяют…
xxx
Огонь не горит там где зябко и сыро.
Душа не цветёт где нет солнца.
И сердце может остановиться из-за расстрелянных чувств.
Любовь только там где тепло и светло 💘
xxx
Сука-любовь опять дорогу перебежала чёрной кошкой
И душа, распустив крылья, во все тяжкие пустилась
Слова, как пули, по ветру летят и с пути сбивают
Началась война между землёй и небом…
В чем смысл…?
Это игра без правил
Где тебя лишают всех званий
Испепеляя крылья неустанной канонадой
И душа, так бездумно выгорев до тла, оседает в пепле
В ожидании новых крыльев…
My Profile
I see what others refuse to see,
And say what others are afraid to say.
I follow the path which is meant for me,
Always follow my heart when I face the One.
I’m only attracted to strong minded people,
And happy to show where there are fakes.
I’m strong as a dragon and stubborn as goat,
And would never give up doesn’t matter what.
I maintain a healthy lifestyle,
And favour the unconventional frame of mind.
I’m only inspired by beautiful minds,
And stay out of the mainstream as far as I can.
I’m intrigued by new findings among life and beyond,
And learn day by day with a view to broaden my horizons.
I’m often end up getting lost in translation,
But,
If the timing is right,
And you are able to see,
I can be one peculiar book to read.
Follow me if you dare…
Alone Again
I’m losing my soul in a race to the dream,
I’m freed of my hopes which will never appear.
The right choice is always so close to the surface,
But the amative mind is refusing to see…
I’m drowning my fears in magic fairy dust,
The new beginning’s waiting behind the haunted door.
I’m letting thoughts to vanish,
It’s time to spread the wings.
The show must go on,
The crowd won’t be waiting.
The rain will hide my tears,
The wind had blown my pain.
Merry Christmas
Bad days or good days,
Sunshine or rain.
I promise you always to be the same
- Loving and caring, smiling and brave,
To be outspoken and challenge my brain,
To cherish the time, we spend now and then.
Let us follow the journey written on stars.
Let the magic of Christmas
Warm your heart with my love!
The Choice
You may choose to stay in a dream,
You may choose to follow your heart.
You may choose to never be hurt,
You may choose to risk all you’ve got…
You can blame the rain for the storm in your heart,
You can blame everyone who won’t dance when you clap.
You can blame all the words,
For not seeing the way…
I can’t force you to see what I’m trying to say,
When I’m struggling at reading my own brain.
In the end of the day,
The choice is yours…
Without You…
Without your smile the world is upside down,
I’m walking alone through a place called Unknown.
Without your words I’m lost in a crowd,
Because you are my lighthouse and I walk towards you.
Without your hug I can’t hear your heartbeat,
The warmth of your hand helps my heart stay alive.
Without your eyes there is no sunrise,
The stars make me dizzy. I want them to stop.
Without you nothing makes sense on this planet,
There is no place for my soul to rest.
You are the pass code to escape from Unknown,
The permission to be!
The Woman
Every woman is the mirror reflection
of the attention she gets from her man…
Little lies are the building materials,
To the puzzled maze and it grows each day…
The vision protected by powerful blanket,
Creating a foggy state of mind.
Behind every tear is one thousand hopes,
Floating helplessly into the sea of dreams.
The eyes are an ocean of stories,
Which is the reason for the way they are…
Behind every smile is someone’s shoulder,
The one she can lean on when falling apart.
The anger builds up when the soul’s lost connection,
And trying to search for The One she has lost…
Behind every love poem is the rescued soul,
Which is now at peace and feels safe and at home.
If only the words weren’t got lost in translation,
The path would be clear for the right directions…
Every woman is the mirror reflection
of the attention she gets from her man…
Every man should remember that flowers
Only bloom when they are looked after…
The Game
Sometimes the game is just the game,
And who am I to judge the players?
My fragile mind is yet to cope
With its another funny ending…
No, it's not the end,
It's an illusion.
The road takes another turn,
To drown deeper into confusion.
I'm walking blind through foggy minefield,
Too many rules along the way.
There is no way of working out,
Where I end up along the way…
I trapped my mind in puzzled world,
The choice is clear and invasive.
But every time I spread my wings,
My soul stays silently behind me…
I’m not a winner nor defeated,
The fight is just the way to be…
To have the privilege to listen to someone’s heartbeat day and night,
To be eligible to hear another mind which speaks to yours…
The life can be a funny game,
It brings you happiness and sadness.
You never know what is right,
And how not to lose your patience.
But every game consists of essence,
The battle only lasts as far as warriors don’t lose connection,
And still believe that love is there,
Not just a silly trick of their imagination…
My Christmas Wish
I’m looking for the sound of bluebells in a morning,
Not the violin’s Melody performed by Orfeo and Euridice.
I’m longing for tranquility of living,
The clarity of mind, not endless hurricanes…
I need the one who is there when I’m happy or destroyed,
Not the story maker of one hundred fairy-tales.
The one who doesn’t act like three wise monkeys,
And knows what it means to be a man.
Your wounded heart is not my directory,
We all have stories from the unpleasant past…
My fairies working daily on restoring my own central part,
So, I could bravely walk on clouds leaving the past behind.
I want to find the one who has a fearless soul,
I’m tired of being the one who has to fight alone.
I hope he is spiritually lifted,
And doesn’t crucify the simple things in life.
I’m looking for the chemistry’s lab explosion,
With fireworks light up the darkest night.
I’m looking for a beautiful mind,
The one which could connect to mine…
I hope he is open to adventures,
And doesn’t get disrupted by mood swings.
I hope he is fit enough to claim the Everest,
While I could run around Malvern Hills.
The flowers are not only for birthdays,
They keep the warming essence of never-ending love.
I hope he understands their magic power of beauty,
Along with macaroons delivered from France.
I hope he has a charming sense of humor,
It’s such a simple anti-aging aid.
A smile makes the world go round,
But only if it’s coming from the heart.
Your sense of style only matters,
If you expect me to look the part…
If only one person makes an effort,
Then won’t expect a passion to remain alive….
It would be lovely for once and for all,
To find the one who does belong to my soul.
Who is just a perfect match in every magic sense,
And makes my life joie de vivre.
It’s just a wishful thinking,
Upon a Christmas night.
With mulled wine and a tin of biscuits,
It’s easy to get carried away…
The Kiss
The kiss is like an entry to another world,
Where you feel safe and warm.
The place where you can finally find peace,
And leave all troubles far behind.
He gives us hope and strengths to live,
To realize that time is priceless.
The power to see what’s real in a plastic world,
To know what’s important in a race.
This is the time when Universe makes perfect sense,
And all the puzzles come together.
The stars are shinier than ever,
And you can see their signs in the sky…
And, what a joy to find the One,
Who can unlock another world.
The One who kiss you like not a soul before,
And time stands still…
Your Heartbeat
Sometimes you lose yourself,
In someone else’s shadow…
That’s is your heart’s desire,
To protect a soul.
You walking through unknown territory,
No fear, no doubt, no hesitation.
The gravity is in charge of deepest contemplation,
You carefully steer through the clouds towards brightness…
There is no better duo than two hearts,
Composing flawlessly the greatest piece of music ever written.
They dance the night away along the Milky Way,
Where no one has ever been before forever and a day…
You only need the power to hold them both in peace,
And armour through life’s crusades.
The walls will break and hurricanes will vanish,
As long as you can hear his heartbeat in your veins.
A lonely heart is always on a journey,
To seek the everlasting blissful calm.
It takes a lifetime to get it right,
It takes a lifetime to comprehend how to hold on…
Your heart is nature’s greatest masterpiece,
It’s strong enough to fight through life like an accomplished samurai.
But only the warmth of another heart can keep alive a broken one,
So, its greatest journey in life is to find the One worth fighting for…
Enchanted Disturbia
Winter Wonderland is melting in a cup,
I see the Christmas lights in your enchanting eyes.
I’ve written once again a letter to the North Pool,
It’s going to be the best adventure yet…
A kitsune is in charge of crossroads on my way,
I’m following its wisdom through the woodland’s wilderness.
My feet above the ground,
Tranquility is whisking my mind away from sweat.
Once poisoned by blind range of passionate desire,
Blindness won’t permit you to live an ordinary life.
The power of word is measured by action,
And it’s the simplest virtue which tells you to march on.
Paris, Paris, C’est La Vie,
And Mona Lisa smiles at me…
Enchanted beauty locked away from everyday disturbia,
She holds the key to every heart forever locked in silence…
I’ve lost myself while running through a Midsummer Night’s Dream,
Got hypnotized by dancing elves and Mendelssohn’s harmony of the chords.
A true affection has been awaking from long term hibernation,
But I lost the key and left to stumble in a dark…
My winged Cupid fell asleep while playing charades with the fairies,
I join him and spin away with the charming sound of an elf’s flute…
My Holy Grail filled up with breath of life and wisdom,
Happiness awaits for me to turn the page…
My Soul Is Dying Without You…
This is a real torture you know,
Not to be able to see,
The consequences of misunderstanding,
Created by virtue of wounding words.
My thoughts got abandoned,
My head is in a fog,
I’m trying to breathe,
But my brain tells me not.
The sound of bluebells reminds me your voice,
I miss it so greatly it’s hard to believe.
Your mind makes me laugh,
Your words make me think.
Your eyes like two clouds,
I’m sinking so deep…
It may sound awkward,
It may sound deep,
Not everyone is capable of finding It.
Life is full of the crossroads,
And by accepting the turn,
You commit to the journey,
Where there is no return.
Your Heart's Journey
Why does love always come at a price…?
Your heart is like a tracking device in a search for the One,
The moment it stops is the happiest time on a planet.
Your soul won’t give up fighting through the unthinkable moments,
The brain will get drowned in euphoric feeling.
Your vision forgets the security measures,
The heart will end up in one million pieces.
And all that just to realize…
That some people love to see you fight,
Breaking your heart and losing your soul.
Going out of your way for that magical moments,
When holding his hand stops the world from spinning.
Some people just love to be loved,
And you’ve lost your heart in the spider’s illusion.
Why does the journey have to end when Cupid strikes both hearts?
Two fragile lovers only see each other,
The world doesn’t exist any more.
The symphony of passion mutes any worry of existence,
To be apart destroys the reason to go on.
Two blind hearts won’t defeat the crushing walls among them,
The final scene reveals their strength when it's time to bite the bullet…
But the journey doesn’t have to end…
It takes the courage to trust your broken heart,
To find the One with flawless attention.
Who holds your hand when you too blind to see,
And leads you through the world of devilish intentions.
It only takes one heart of gold to see the warmth behind protective shield,
To save one fragile soul from being lost…
Forever You…
I will never forget your beautiful eyes,
Like a blue clear sky on a warm Sunday morning.
I could spend day and night kissing your lips,
Your kiss will remain on my lips till the world exists.
I will never forget your charming smile,
All my senses are light as a cloud when you are around.
You the only one who could hold my hand,
Like there is only us and no one else.
I will always remember these beautiful moments,
Simply being together when it’s sunshine or rain.
Seeing you ever so often made my mind to compose you my heart,
Losing you to the space of your dreams made me vanish in space.
You found the key to my fragile heart,
Unleashing my deepest and warmest feelings.
Then locked them away in the darkest of places,
Hiding the key in your inner emptiness.
My life wouldn’t be complete without you in it, -
The driving force behind my dreams and wildest inspirations.
I wouldn’t discover my heart without touching your soul,
If only I could see your heart to hang on to…
The strongest warrior alive eventually gets tired and feels like crying,
When falling into a pitch black hole it helps to catch a trusted hand.
Life is a magical adventure when shared with the one you love,
The one who understands loves simple definition…
The Way Out
Push me away and see if I bounce,
Like a tennis ball straight into your arms.
Will I come back like a boomerang?
Or find a way to survive the pain.
When hurt by the One,
There is no recovery.
The show must go on,
But who would tell how…
The heart is broken into little pieces,
It takes a nuclear reaction of another heart to glue the pieces back again.
If only the heart could know,
How to let go…
The mind is a noisy little wizard,
It always must be busy.
It needs like-minded frame of flawless expression,
And painless translation of a written word.
The soul has abandoned a body at once,
Emptiness is pinning down my feet to the ground…
Walk With Me
Walk with me,
I only need to hold your hand.
There is no end,
It will be just a blissful walk.
Where no one else has left their print before,
Because we’re following the enigmatic path.
With every breath we take,
We’re getting closer to each other.
Don’t let the world to swallow my controversial soul,
I need your strengths to keep my essence floating forever.
I promise lots of hurricanes along the way,
Because I simply can’t comprehend any other way.
You only have to choose the path,
There is no wrong or right but the heart’s perpetual desire.
We’re walking blind through crowd of temptation,
You have to trust your feelings on the way.
We only have one century together,
And then I need to search for you again…
Walk with me,
I let you hold my soul forever and a day.
You Decide
I live in a dream,
Created by you…
I’m here on my own,
But you are always beside me…
I’ve built my own world,
In the middle of dessert.
My castle is strong,
Made of biscuits and straw.
I’m charmed by your stories,
Of what lies ahead.
I sprinkle them greatly with my magic dust,
And whisk in my head till I hear the music…
I’ve learned to rely on myself,
When in trouble or hurt.
The help only comes from those,
Who cares for me most.
I take a deep breath,
And walk towards the monsoon.
The night will creep up over my rustic body,
I’m here alone in my humble retreat with a shadow of you.
It is arctic chilling to walk through the jungle alone,
A daft hibernation protects from returning to live….
This dream only lasts,
As long as you are happy for me to feel this way…
Omnia vincit Amor:
et nos cedamus Amori
A drop of love,
May kiss your cheek.
And let the light,
To touch your heart.
Too many words are flying by,
And trying to land inside your mind.
But only fairies in my dreams,
Can find the way to get them through…
I’m lighting candle in my heart,
To help you find the way.
Don’t let my tears kill the flame,
The journey won’t be easy.
Love conquers all,
And no prisoners allowed.
To feel another heart like it’s your own,
That’s every soul’s desire.
I’m playing with a Cupid’s golden arrow,
Saint Valentine feels eyes with a honeydew cocktail.
I hope that winged Cupid hears the music,
My wild imagination writes to you…
Вздох Души
Любить, прощать и не сдаваться,
Когда мосты все сожжены.
И в тишину крича,
Не отпускать с безмолвным созерцаньем.
Лететь по встречной полосе,
Слепых марионеток пробуждая.
И растворяясь в тишине,
Наполнить жизнью пустоту вселенной...
И в колокол звонить,
Когда все спят.
Сдувая пелену с потухших глаз,
Согреть дыханьем окровавленные губы.
И захлебнувшись от потока слёз,
Затмить улыбкой солнца пробужденье.
И отпустив клубок невидимых желаний,
В объятьях радуги проснуться.
Как трудно сохранить в пути души прозрачное творенье,
И не задуть свечу внутри израненного сердца.
Как просто утонуть в потоке исступлённых мыслей,
И захлебнувшись глубоко вздохнуть и выдохнуть неимоверный груз.
В Плену Любви
Любовь по венам проскользнула,
Так не спеша и ухмыляясь.
И ничего не обещая,
Разбила в дребезги меня.
Я по осколкам пробежалась,
И задержалась у черты.
Всё в голове перемешалось,
А может просто помолчим...?
Все обещанья растворились,
В водовороте бесконечных слёз.
Бесчувственное тело почти окаменело,
Под тяжестью серебряных оков.
Разорванная в клочья душа,
Так тихо за собою дверь закрыла...
И в оглушительном безмолвье,
Оставила меня на перекрёстке между небом и землёй...
Сто поцелуев как одна слеза,
В моих ладонях океаном станут.
Я растворю в нём все свои печали,
И легкой поступью пойду искать начало...
Hold The Time
Breathe in, breathe out
Сегодня летаем
I’m touching the clouds
And time breaks my soul
I want to connect all the stars into words
Breathe in, breathe out
Твоя тень словно пламя меня обжигает
I’m writing on clouds
The words only you have permission to see
Translate them for me
Breathe in, breathe out
Колокол в сердце заглушил всё вокруг
I’m fighting my demons
Behind every door only silence and cold
Hold the door
Breathe in, breathe out
Время так быстро во тьму ускользает
I’m only the loneliest star on the sky
I only can shine while your heartbeat by mine
Hold the time
Misunderstanding…
I’m at the age when any person on a planet,
Would know what a woman wants.
I only will be funny and sarcastic,
If you attempt to ask me what I really want.
There’s no hidden meaning behind my every statement,
My words are streaming smoothly straight from my damaged heart.
I always speak at times of sadness or confusion,
And not to start a fight but just to find the cause.
I’m not a writer or a published poetess,
For you to be impressed and not embarrassed.
I’m just an average dispenser of the meal,
Produced with love by a pub in the kitchen’s microwave.
Please don’t waste your time,
On moulding me into a career woman.
Just to be allowed,
To witness Christmas with your family at last.
If talking to the Universe and hiking through the local forest,
The main priority of your amusing life.
I shan’t be waiting by the phone,
Till you consider my existence.
The words are just the seeds,
And only water makes them grow.
For years decomposing in my head,
They easily will disappear into the unknown.
Любовь
Люблю! Она сказала.
А он ей в сердце нож вонзил.
За что? Она сказала.
За то, что ты люблю сказала.
Но я ведь всё тебе прощала.
Ты болью сердце убивала.
Я верила твоим словам.
Ты внутривенно яд вводила.
Я мысли все твои читала.
Ты в розовых очках читала их.
Желания мои с твоими параллельны.
Я их диагонально воплощал.
Я ничего не слышу и не вижу,
Когда твоим дыханьем воздух не согрет.
Я тихими шагами время отмеряю,
Мне в вечность предстоит войти одной...
В тебе моя душа сгорела.
Я пепел по ветру раздул.
За что меня ты полюбила?
За то, что ты мне сердце дал.
My Cupid And Me
Как скучно и смешно опять сидеть одной,
Let’s celebrate!
Зажгите свечи, шампанское в моей руке дрожит,
Don’t apologise, I know that you blind.
С душою нараспашку,
I’m swimming in a pond of souls.
Моё заштопанное сердце не перестанет биться,
Until it finds a rest in the warmth of a faithful soul.
И опять нас двое,
I wonder if your bow is broken…
Насмешка пробежала по его губам и звоном оглушила,
To love a mischief soul is not that easy…
Но трудности меня не остановят на пути,
To be complete is to find love.
Я время замедляю на бегу,
My Cupid, I believe in you…
Сегодня только ты и я,
Let’s celebrate!
Шампанское из роз меня переполняет,
I hope your arrow finds The One tomorrow…
It Takes Two
It takes two to tango,
And light up the spark.
It takes two to fight,
Through the madness of life.
When the world falls apart,
Crushing down your mind.
Only two fearless hearts,
Can help each other survive.
It takes two to create a home,
Full of warmth and a happy cheer.
Where you always feel safe and at peace,
Because two can build up the wall.
A shiny armour of fairy dust,
Protecting a wintery crispy night.
It takes two to believe in magic,
Under the Christmas lights.
Life is complete,
When there is a soul to help you through the pain and fall.
To motivate you moving forward,
And hold your hand when both of you get older.
Sometimes…
Sometimes….
I feel like I no longer want to think.
I want to disappear,
And be a part of the unknown.
Sometimes…
I get carried away.
I lose a track of time,
The words are floating in silence.
Sometimes…
I feel like walking on a rainbow.
I see the world through my imagination,
It helps me to survive the day.
Sometimes…
I see a soul in every person’s eyes.
I hold my breath while reading all their pages,
It makes me scream or smile with the most peculiar expression.
Sometimes…
I'm simply being silly.
I’m drinking wine and minding my own business,
Whilst open fire melts my mind elsewhere.
"Pandemic"
I have a mask for you, my Dear,
It keeps you safe if you believe me.
Let moonshine colonize your veins,
While the comfort of your castle blurs the brain.
Your elegant visage lights up with rainbow glow,
From bathing under the electric sun.
You won’t display a single word,
And slowly forget how to communicate.
The skills of baking play a vital role right now,
It is your natural defence for preservation of the inner self.
Don’t be surprised to find yourself addicted to the blue light,
It’s going to be a daily mentor to mankind.
Misleading television will keep you in deluded state,
You happily surrender by turning a blind eye.
And millions of souls will perish in a darkness,
Your deafness in pure bliss allows the toffee-nosed beings to rake in.
Time stands still unfairly for everyone worldwide,
I hope you picked the right homeland to get by…
Emotionless becomes the norm,
The rules are made for you to follow to be free.
Life’s going to test your inner strengths,
And bring your true persona to the surface.
It’s time for you to choose the path,
Or simply join the masses.
Hi.
My name is Siri.
What is your name?
I’m pleased to meet you…
To You, My Child
I wish there were another world,
For you to battle in.
But not an ordinary soul has reasons to exist,
So, let’s begin to build your fort…
Life won’t be kind along the way,
Because she wants to build your strengths.
It helps you to build up the wall,
Which lasts you all your lifetime…
You always can rely on me,
As long as I can breathe.
But when the final battle will sweep my soul away,
You have to be the strongest the world has ever seen.
Don’t be asleep,
The world only responds to those who are wide awake.
Don’t be afraid,
Only the fearless soul makes dreams come true.
The finest ammunition you possess,
Is resting on your shoulders, don’t forget that.
Believe me, every spoken word departing from your mouth,
Is simply a reflection of every single book you’ve ever read.
The power of speech won’t come to these,
Who spend their time by screening others' lives in silence.
The word can kill and bring the dead back to existence,
But only if you have the words in you.
You only harnessing the seeds,
You conscientiously sow through the years.
Like-minded people only can attract
Their fellow human beings.
The world is like a big theatrical production,
And everyone has got a mask for you to read on.
Don’t waste your time on mimics and imposters,
They are only here to fullfill their roles.
Don’t get into a trap,
Created by a peacock and its hens.
That is a poorly manifest by the attention seeker,
To compensate for the endless sadness of their lives with nervous giggling.
To be yourself is following your own direction,
And questioning life’s every turn along the way.
Discovering your voice among the rugged crowd,
Is finding grounds for a blissful you.
Don’t let the mainstream to become your shadow,
Shake off the mercenary labels like an overpriced disease.
The beauty comes to these who clean from inside out,
Let nature be a simple life guide to your way of living.
The brightness of your plate,
Define your brightness.
The brightness of your mind,
Define your chances of survival…
Be kind to everyone around,
And the universe will treat you with respect.
But remember, when swimming among sharks,
It’s better not to be a dolphin.
Don’t settle down for a heartless pillow,
Love is about growing together in harmony into a close bond.
Beware of people who avoid the confrontation,
Life is about moving forward not a submersion in the endless lies.
To know when you ready,
Is to face your demons with a smile.
To know when you capable of anything life have in store for you,
Is to walk through any storm without noticing the outburst of nature…
No matter what the world is up to,
Remember, there are two of you.
No matter what you have to go through,
Two souls can handle anything.
Easter Bunny Is Here
A fluffy bunny is at your door,
You need to let him in.
He’s got a message from my heart,
I hope you have the key.
There is no sweets or funny eggs,
But only words of blessing.
The key is hidden in your heart,
Unlock them with your love.
There is no wrong or right,
You choose the path to walk on.
But let my holy light,
To guide you on the way.
Let love to heal you from within,
Become a part of me.
Today I want to hold your hand,
And help you to believe.
May guarding angels be your shield,
While you become divine.
Let Easter fill your heart with love,
Because that’s all you need.
Холодно Душе
Зачем топтаться по любви,
И в тишину кричать?
Тебя мне больше не вернуть,
В осколках вся кровать...
В руке сжимая сердце,
Листаю мысли вслух.
Многовековый опыт в потрёпанном изданье,
Всё тот же манускрипт зачитанный до дыр...
Седые пряди, как знаменье здравого рассудка,
В слепом молчанье ищут оправданья.
Слова растаяли под тяжестью времён,
Пройдённый опыт обручён быть вечным повтореньем...
Безмолвно двигаясь вперед с неимоверным грузом,
Своими силами невзгоды преодолевая год за годом.
Усталость пройденных дорог,
Расчленяет душу без остатка...
Лёд медленно по венам продвигаясь,
Невидимые звуки заглушает.
Усталость снова притупляет мысли,
Ох как же надоело слушать небылицы...
Как грустно и смешно,
Встречать одной закаты и рассветы.
А впрочем...
Всё равно 😊
Your Guardian Angel
Let me be a rain,
To wash all your sorrows away.
Let me catch all your tears,
To light up the sky for your darkest nights.
Let me be your breath when you feel run down,
I will warm your feet by the open fire and a chocolate drink.
Let me sing for you when the sun is down,
To bring peace and rest to your weary soul.
Let me heal the wounds on your broken heart,
When someone decides to use it for a short ride.
Let me hold your hand when you walk your path,
And there is no one else who would catch you if you fell.
Let me be your eyes to see who’s next to you,
The true nature of each human being is beyond belief.
Let me shield your ears from unwanted words,
Coming from a bully tormented in distress.
Let me be a sunshine to brighten up your day,
When you feel like there is only dark time ahead.
Let me keep at bay these who want to hurt,
I will build the wall, so they lose your site.
Let me make you aware that I’m always there,
So, you always feel safe in this big scary prairie.
Let me be your guide on your lifetime journey,
I will guard your soul till my task is over…
Так Бывает...
А пуля мимо пролетела...
Да, просто вздрогнула душа.
В ней столько мыслей накипело,
Усталость затушила свет в глазах.
Вселенная уснула на плечах,
Утяжеляя веки звездным одеялом.
Нелепые словосочетанья вдруг обратились чудотворным звоном,
Усталость заглушает все слова.
Непроизвольно прикоснувшись к сердцу мирозданья,
Дыханием безумцев дверь приотворилась.
Метеоритный дождь опустошенных душ,
Усталость в венах разливает.
Всего лишь на мгновенье чужой судьбы коснуться,
И пеплом бездыханным по ветру устремиться.
Безликие страницы листая вновь и вновь,
Усталость замедляет время написания последних очертаний бытия.
В глазах осколки вечности застыли в ожидании,
Груз пройденных дорог не замедляет ход грядущих перемен.
Пройтись сквозь жизнь и снова всё начать со знанием, накопленным веками,
Так бывает…
Sakura In A Jungle
If your life was a cherry blossom,
Would you see what I want you to see?
Could you hear the words I’m trying to say?
Or prefer to remain blind and deaf…?
If the world lost its balance and went crashing on you,
Would you hold my hand tight while your mind spinning wild?
Could you comprehend that the choice of your actions will affect all your life?
Or prefer to take care of your own needs…?
If the life’s mind-bending decisions will create the emotional swirl,
Would you stay and repair the most sensitive soul?
Could you aid in resolving the cause?
Or prefer to avoid the discomfort…?
If a life of a single woman is increasingly taking its toll,
Would you understand that the world is cruel towards those who fight on their own?
Could you spot that the house is fragile without a masculine help?
Or prefer to observe from the warms of your own home and suggest to man up…?
If your life was a cherry blossom,
Would you care for someone but you?
Could you hear the clock ticking and the years are passing by?
Or prefer to come up with a fairy tale story to sedate a weary mind…?
За Любовь!
Давайте выпьем за любовь,
За тех, кого лишили сердца.
Оставили тонуть в водовороте слёз,
И круг спасения забрали.
Давайте выпьем за любовь,
За тех кoго душа оставила в холодной тишине.
И тяжкие раздумья о смысле бытия как вереница недосказанных речений,
Окутали бездвижное подобие бездушной плоти.
Давайте выпьем за любовь,
За тех, кто не остался на коленях.
В окно отправил маску с кислородом,
И выдохнул похмельный газ, запеленавший взор.
Давайте выпьем за любовь,
За тех чьё сердце не окаменело, разбившись о глухую пустоту.
В газах ещё теплится блеск надежды,
И тусклый огонёк в душе мерцает наперекор всем проливным дождям.
Давайте выпьем за любовь,
Она не часто в дом заходит.
Вселенский дар снисходит до измученных сердец,
Открытых для душевного покоя и тепла.
My World Is In Your Eyes
Stop the clock
I’m looking in your eyes
I see a paradise
I’m sailing through the calmness of your world
There are no worthless words or worries at your shore
A tide is gently soothing my entire being
I want to drown in that moment of pure tranquillity in me
The brightness of your eyes lights up the sky
It helps me see the depthness of your soul
Filled with a melodie of heavenly created tunes
Where Orpheus and Eurydice are dancing with the blessed spirits
My heart is faintly pounding in the sight of beauty
A wonder to behold with every single breath
Your eyes are undeniably beyond the grasp of mind
There is so much one could explore
And remain enchanted for all eternity to hold
I’m drifting with your waves along your charming gaze
The gravitation pulls me back each time I lose your sight
To know that there is a world behind a dreamy armour of your eyes
And I can walk along so freely and incessant
Where not a soul been present before now
The universal force is weighting my desire to stay in an unexplored world
Time has no meaning among these who find their final stop
Life is like a never-ending bay
Where dreams are finally come true
And no more waiting for the world to stop from spinning
Because
I’m looking in your eyes
And see my world…
Choose The Right Path
I’m not the brightest bulb around
But see the light when everyone consumed by darkness
I’m getting lost in pointless conversations
My words are only for the broken souls to heal
The power of science is trapped by money grabbing World Lords
Humanity is stuck in the experimental field…
And only fearless soul can pass across
Through minefield of the muted souls
Without breaking laws of human nature
Your soul will stay alive till your mind is open…
Magic Spell
Hip hop….
A unicorn popped out straight from my mouth
And on to the rainbow
To play with the fairies and spirits of woodland’s prairie
The words are like a mystical drum
And they flawlessly gliding through my mind
On to the surface in a search of magical spell
To see the world in all shades of blue and yellow and pink and green…
To hear only the words of wisdom along the way…
To spot a lie among the lines of storytelling…
To be only around people of similar faith…
To understand when it’s time to run…
To bring a smile to those who sad….
To protect my loved ones from danger and harm…
To share with a kind-hearted soul the good and the bad days ahead…
To follow my journey despite everything…
I’m knitting a net from the falling stars
My aim is to catch only dreams of magic
And let all the dreams of past to vanish away to the daylight
My magic spell is made of the moonlight tears
Collected over the centuries of my humble being
The magical blanket makes me disappear in a honeydew dream
Where I’m shield from the explosive human nature
And only open to the hearts filled with meadow
I’m granting my spell with a power to stay till my last breath
My body is slowly floating through Galaxy to the End of Space
I breathe in all the words from my magic net
Hoc est corpus meum
Let it be…
Hold My Heart
Hold my heart
It has been through life
And doesn’t need your words of wisdom
I’ve stitched my scars to hold it tight
And walk against the flow
I don’t require pity talk
Or empty words of caring
I’ve seen enough to understand
That life belongs to those
Who walk through people’s feelings blindly
And only nurture own tribe
I’ve learned enough over the years
To understand the chemistry of feigned hearts
My life is just a waterfall of painful wisdom
Disposed at everyone who keeps a faith
Tranquility of weary mind allows me to last
And walk alone like samurai through joie de vivre and woe
But
If you ever get the chance
To see my heart beyond the armour of protection
Remember
Scars don’t heal with age
And every stitch is counts
A fragile heart can fall apart
When an enormous strain
Pulls all the stitches off the scars
And leaves the heart to fade…
Time To Think...
“To be or not to be” no more what really matters…
“To do or not to do” is the new approach
To sacrifice wellbeing of future generation
By letting them to drown in electronic world
And clog their nature’s strongest gift with a molecular stew
In order for the older generation to feel protected in their own home…
The life has no change for these who live above of ordinary people
While those who lie dormant…
Unwillingly surrounding for the greater good
To people who in charge of redesigning our planet
Creating the new civilization of soulless followers of rules….
Manifesto
I long for life
I want to celebrate the highs and lows of my humble being
I want to scream when silence starts to hurt my ears
I want to be inspired by the most extraordinary person ever lived
I want to be absorbed by only extraordinary books and feel the writer’s pain
I want to be an ambassador of laughter among the toughest crowd strolling by
I want to deliquesce refrigerated hearts
I want to be invisible to people with conventional thinking
I only want to be around those who see my soul
I want my past become a firework of wisdom
I want to live in harmony with my peculiar thoughts
I want to be the motivational trigger for the dormant minds
Life should be celebrated every minute of the day
And that’s my little manifest with biscuits in my hand and a glass of whiskey 😊
Left To Die... Again
Love makes you blind, Shakespeare was right…
It scars your heart and tears your life apart
It paralyses your interior soul and makes you lifeless to the fall
It will destroy your interior being without even leaving space for breathing
It puts you under threat of losing power for living
But…
What if you never had a chance to experience this feeling…
What if you never felt someone’s heart being in tune with yours…
What if you never read your thoughts in someone else’s eyes
Because two souls connect and there's no need to speak up …
What if you never knew what it’s like to feel complete…
What if you never held someone’s hand as if it belongs there…
What if you never felt a kiss as if you were floating at peace with your entire being….
Was your life worthy of living…?
Love gives you wings to stay above the clouds
Love lets you see the meaning of everything around
Love pulls you off the ground in spite of everything
Love motivates you to succeed
Love keeps your soul alive for all eternity to hold
So I shall rest my soul up on the clouds
And wait for love to find my heart again…
You Define Your Path
A super hero’s shadow screamed for help
And took him to the highest Shiva temple for the peace of mind
Hard working Cinderella didn’t lose her shoe
Instead, became the strongest, single, independent woman
Pinochle discovered that he’s the only one who speaks the true
His voice of freedom has created revolution and awakes thou that sleepest
Enchanted Snow White had a bite of sacred mushroom,
Instead of glossy apple held by Queen
And now runs the woodland’s biggest naturopathic center of holistic treatments,
Together with the woodland creatures and the seven dwarfs
…
I guess
We all have our moments
When life can take an unexpected turn towards the unknown
Perhaps
You can be more than what the others see in you
And with an open mind could hear voice of reason
Sometimes
Life’s ever-growing demands can lead you in the wrong direction
Don’t disappear in the black hole of someone else’s dream
Remember
Always keep your window open to all the opportunities approaching on the way
You can become much more than written on your final destination…
Reset Your Future
Keep calm and swim across the ocean
You are the fearless predator alive
Have faith in your internal voice of freedom
Don’t sacrifice your soul to media’s hypnosis
Believe in power of your distinctive mind
And be the wizard of your own future
Not a mechanic tool in virtual reality of those who own the planet
Remember
Nothing can defeat your soul
Your brain is your protective shell
And your entire being depends on every step you make
Stop piling up your mind with cushions
They are the building blocks of comfort to keep you in a foggy state
Your safety is only an illusion
It is the price you pay to remain blind and deaf
Produced for you by scientific statecraft
To make the world a wholesome place for those who can afford
Step out of The Game of Thrones
Your soul doesn’t deserve to be a slave
In someone’s master plan to reset your future
Beware
To always keep your light bulb on
But
Only if you ready to unplug yourself
And generate your own decisions for a brighter future…
Get Ready...
The freedom of speech got locked up
And thrown away business class to the black hole
Your body belongs to the state
And it’s up to you how you will obey
Grandparents in a silent agreement
Sold out their children’s wellbeing for their own greater good
The message is clear…
Keep your eyes open
The closer is someone to finishing line
The less sympathetic their thoughts towards others
Beware of the times which are yet to come
We are at the starting point
Keep close to those who are open-minded
They won’t sell your soul to the scientist’s trial
Protection is there
But
Only for those who are able to see and hear…
Welcome To Sparta
Welcome to Sparta!
Only strong-minded are destined to make it
Scream if you feeling like screaming
But
No fear!
You’ve got one option
And, that’s to survive and be the winner
Your strengths are being tested
And it’s up to you what the future will hold
Always remember those
Who fought for your freedom decades ago
Prove that you worthy
Trust your instincts
They are wired in you for a reason
Nothing on earth can bring you down
As long as you follow the voice of reason
Remember
You were born as a warrior
Not as a sheep…
An Ode To Life
An Ode to life I’ll start with Love
And then proceed with the precaution
To get through life you need a Heart
The one which full of warmth and kindness
To see the evil on your path you need a Soul
The one which made of steel and fights through hell and heaven
To understand the life you need a Mind
As open minded as the galaxy at night
But most of all
You need to find a real Love
Which will protect
Your Heart, your Soul, your Mind…
Trust...
You can call it what you wanna
But
The bottom line is
Once the rule of honour has been compromised
There is no coming back to the way you used to be…
The trust has lost its value
Your guard has grown higher
Of course
Your mindful soul will figure out
The way to inner peace
And leaves the doors wide open
Because you still believe…
But
Your heart is like a warrior at war
Where every heartbeat is a test
And every impulse counts
An awkward obstacles of heart
Prevent you from demolishing what’s left behind…
Let It Snow!
What will be Will be…
Let the snow fall
Let it hide my soul from eternal glow
Let it guide my heart in a search for its own
Let my mind to stop counting the miles
Let my words blow in only the pure souls
Let enchanted thoughts be the only force of my dreamy vision
Let the snow be the anaesthetic on my path to Winter Wonderland
Let me drift away for a while to unknown place
What will be Will be…
Let it snow! 🎄
The Life
Life is a war
Where you’re a humble soldier
You maybe even have a higher rank
Because you brought into life another human being
Your mission is to stay alive
And grow gracefully older
Without leaving any troops behind…
The battlefield will shape you into the person you belong to
Don’t hide from life!
Surrendering won’t get you to the final destination
But postpone your path…
You only do what you supposed to in this life
It is a never ending journey
The acquisition of the skills for growth of your soul
Remember
There’s a thin line between Good and Evil
Which is invisible to most
Don’t be one of them!
Join our tribe and start The Life
One day
Your mind will reach the point of the inner peace
Tranquility will overwhelm your being
And you will see
The only thing which worth of saving
Is
The world within your own mind…
I Am A Woman
I am a woman of 100 reasons
100 doubts are screaming across my head
I am a woman with 100 problems
100 ideas are floating in front of my eyes
I am a woman of 100 questions
100 riddles are holding me back
I am a woman with 100 points of view on entire planet
100 decisions are dawn upon me and ready to barge in
I am a woman of 100 words occurring at every blinking moment
100 facts of awareness are streaming through my conscious mind
Isn’t it funny that I’m still able to function
While 1000 tasks are weighting me down…?
I must be one multifunctional woman
Or
The evolutional glitch 🙄
Don't Ever Change
Why would you want to be
Just simply good enough for anybody?
Like there’s nothing else to you
And you’ve taken a vow of silence.
You simply someone’s Holy Grail from the discovery channel,
Which not everyone is capable of watching and yet alone subscribe to.
You’re strong enough to walk
And stay awake in any circumstances.
And most of all,
You have the power to bloom
When there is no sunshine…
You only have to find The One
Who is not afraid to see YOU 😉
Вселенский Груз
От выстрела душа окаменела
И пуля, тупо воздух разрезая
Осела в сердце навсегда
По венам лаву запустив
Безжалостно испепелила все чрева…
Так бывает…
Я просто дверь запретную открыла
И захлебнулась от пьянящих выхлопов любви
Закрыть забыла, когда туман сгущаться стал
И холодом повеяло от ураганных туч…
Так болезно и глупо сознавать
Что мне придётся в вечность окунуться с простреленной душой и пулей в сердце
- Груз длинною в жизнь
И тяжестью подстать вселенскому потоку чистых душ...
Two Minutes
Two minutes between us
Before we clash the swords
Two minutes between us
Before the hearts compose in unison
Two minutes between us
Before the world collapse in front of our eyes
Two minutes between us
Before we learn to hear each other’s thoughts
Two minutes between us
Before the souls submerge in the eternal knot
Two minutes between us
Before The Time has stopped for us…
Wake Up
You fast asleep under my skin
I always there in your dream
To watch the demons fighting for your being
And keep the pace of restless spirit from never ending stirring
My breathing keeps you moving forward…
You have to fight through obstacles of troubled past
The smoke is pumping through your mind and makes your vision blurry
Forget, forgive and let the murky weight demolish off your shoulders
That’s all you need to breathe someday and always
Tune with the wave which makes your soul complete
Embrace the power of peace within your mind
Life takes your path through the horrifying journey
To show you the world not everyone can see
For you to understand the meaning of your being
To see the world beyond the comprehensive thinking
Wake up!
I need you more than ever…
A New Beginning
I have a bullet in my heart
It burns my soul within
Volcanic ashes of your words are stopping me from breathing
The world is closing down on me
And screaming through my ears…
It will be alright
And the world won’t stop from spinning
All the tears on earth can’t compare to the one of yours
That is only a new beginning…
Sometimes
You have to hit the floor without oxygen supplier completely paralyzed
In order to Wake Up
And find what you were searching for your entire life
Because you’re worth much more than all the souls combined
Could offer to this planet….
I Am...
I am a glimpse of you
Of everything you do or think of
I am the reflective wave of your unconscious decisions
Regardless of their consequences
I am the power of your tremendous strength
Which helps you moving forward
I am the wisdom of your ever flourished soul
So you can always stay awaken
I am the lighthouse of your path
For you to see your mission
I am a part of you from the beginning
Don’t ever underestimate the purpose of your life…
Let's Talk About Love...
How to say “I love you”
And don’t get shot in the head…?
Love makes you run blindly
Through hurricane and death….
How to trust the feelings
Flooding your sensitive mind?
Everything seems so dreamy
When you are in a vegetative state…
What if the answer is simple…?
It’s all in the tunes of your heart
Which is composing the music
Only The One would perceive
These
Who are deaf to your tunes
Leave the unbearable wounds…
Only time can tell
If there is The One who’s tuned to your heart
But
Until then
Get ready
The bullet is on its way…
I Don't Care
There is a thing…
I call it “I don’t care”
It’s in the end of every sentence
And rhymes with the tremendous attitude to life and the entire world
When the whole world is singing in agreement with artificially created hurricane
It’s fun to watch
Because I’m in the front row and 3D vision helps…
When someone makes one million excuses for being careless shadow on the wall
It’s fun to watch
Because I haven’t got the time to make one million excuses…
When someone is drowning my being in flames of spineless rage
It’s fun to watch
Because the power of their ferocity represents the quality of life…
When everyone is copying and following each other
It’s fun to watch
Because the comfort of uniqueness is impossible to conquer…
When everyone is blindfolded by the media’s hypnotic art of staying in the realm of dreams
It’s fun to watch
Because I only hear The Four Seasons and a train of bona fide thoughts…
When I see butterflies in someone else’s mind and feel the essence of angelic soul
Those are the moments when I do care
Because it’s fun to know that I’m not walking on my own…
Speak Up
I’m not afraid of hurricanes
That is my comfort zone
My brain will sort it out by itself when storm is in my face
And everything will fall into the place where it belongs to
I use the words to fight the cause
And shelf the problems into order
To try to understand their birth and crafty roots of growth
I’ll steer the ship into the harbour with lowest damage you have ever known
You only have To Listen
But
I’m afraid of silence
The spineless mucus makes me numb and hazy
It lures me into the world of sneaky beasts
Where I can drown hopelessly and not a single sound
The swamp will swallow me alive
If only words could hold me back
But
That’s the power You Have To Learn To Master…
Disturbance Of A Soul
Disturbance of a soul
Creates an outrageous actions
Makes words to reappear from the darkest places of unconscious mind
No fear of the consequences or continuing regrets
By lowering your back to higher ranking heads
You simultaneously preserve yourself a little spot under the “sun”
But
In reality
You slowly demolishing your soul to ground zero
The lower you get, the harder it is to come back…
Continuously swimming in the toxic waste of own words
An outrage of constant anger is polluting the environment
By spreading mould within your flesh and bones
You power-on an uncontrollable division of abnormal cells
The blindness will destroy your health within
With never ending hurricanes of hate
And all because
A certain bête noire disturbs your entire being
Sometimes
An overdose of ill-lit days can lead to preservation in the darkness
Some people just afraid of kindness and an eternal sunshine in their heart
As a sign of weakness and being outcast
But
Life belongs to those who walk against the flow
And have a vivid vision on the entire world
Wellbeing only flourishes when your mind is at peace…
Two Strong Minds At War
I simply walked into the cloud
No fear
Just an open heart
Only to discover a trippy underworld of jungle drum and bass
With never ending flow of idiosyncratic words
Immensely supplementing a spider web of heavy flow from the heart
Safeguarded by the rage of constant crossfire
Where the soundness of mind depends
On clarity the other human psyche is able to provide
En vérité…
Two minds could simply disappear by drowning each other in their worlds
It’s easier to open The Door when the key is there
Than poisoning your soul behind the broken lock
While the clock is rapidly approaching the line of no return
Breathe in….
The key fits perfectly into the lock
Meanwhile…
No one is home but the lights are on
And all you have to do
Is
Hold your breath and I will reappear…
Inside Of My Head
I’m never on time or ever will be
And that is the way I am
Life has to fit in with my daily routine and floating waves of thoughts
I simply not able to uniform the life where I never fit in
I’m being on time is never meant to be
You can always find me walking among the dreamy clouds
Away from swimming in a poison of verbal constipation
I’m stuck in a maze of a curious side of life
And you have to break the door to get me out
But first
You need to figure out the right pathway to my innermost chamber…
I Can Wait...
If I could create the perfect weather
That would be a thunderstorm
So I could SCREAM
And no one could hear or comprehend what’s going on inside of my head…
It hurts to swallow every single word consumed during murky days
When no one’s able to grasp the true and behold the ugly consequences
The deafness doesn’t break the walls
It builds up the misunderstanding
And when you’re get trapped in your own loopholes
I only can wait for you to embrace my light in your blind unconscious mind…
The Search
Love is a rave inside of your head
And nothing can stand on your way or feel safe
Oxygen is out of reach when two hearts are get disconnected
To find
To hold on
To believe
And forget the world
Because nothing matters more than holding each other’s souls
Love is able to heal the most stubborn wounds
It can be your natural drug for the rest of your life
But
You won’t find what you’re looking for in a swamp
Only inside of a hurricane is The One you are looking for
Where life can encourage the growth of the most robust feelings ever known…
Беспорядок В Голове
Не все дома
Так бывает…
Просто дверь не запирают
И мысли ветром раздувает
А собрать их нелегко….
Вот и приходиться в прядки играть
Когда на улице уже темно
И мнения расходятся бесшумно и невнятно
Как трудно объяснить, что дверь немного надо притворить
Ведь можно и плевок случайно получить и, как обычно, против ветра
И разум быстро прояснеет…
А если уже поздно и темно
То просто надо раствориться в тишине
И дать волнениям стрелять без предупреждения
Мир только там, где дверь Всегда закрыта….
Круговорот В Природе
До неба достучалась
А там меня не ждут…
Опять спускаться вниз
И пытаться выжить среди глухонемых и бессердечных…
Увиденное испепеляет клетки головного мозга
Услышанное переполнят мышцы ядом до сонного паралича
Руками прикрывая окровавленное сердце
Я продолжаю крёстный путь к неотвратимому повтору вселенского круговорота на земле….
You And I
Let me think
If I'm looking forward to the sunrise every morning
Or rainy drops make my vision blurry and I find myself in the darkest corner
Let me think
If I’m full of plans for the days ahead
Or I find myself trapped in the Groundhog Day
Let me think
If I hear the bluebells music beneath my feet
Or an eternal silence has closed down on me
Let me think
If the world is full of magic which I can’t wait to discover
Or the underground is the safest place right now
Let me think
If the words in my head are the building blocks of peculiar Wonderland
Or the emptiness makes me numb
Let me think
If I spend the nights gazing upon the stars and running along the Milky Way
Or my spacecraft is lost in the cold space
Let me think…
I DON’T NEED TO THINK
Life is an empty book without you in it…
The Circle of Lies
Your cancer rules your world
It won’t affect my being
The voices in your head are rearranging everything you hear
They won’t destroy my guard
No ordinary life comes with a price
And that’s an army of the demons who occupy your mind
You have to fight them daily…
Two lives are at stake
Their demons clashing with each other
And only one can win
Unless they settle for the peace…
Two broken hearts cannot play games
One will always walk away…
From toxic waste created by the gunpowder of words
Which could kick off the growth of abnormal cells in anybody
Until
You find the way to purify your demons and anti-mould your life
And learn to walk the minefield till you can see the lightning…
Enigmatic Mind
If your favourite word is WHY
Than you are truly one of a kind
Because you do want To Know
And not afraid To Ask
While others prefer to remain in their hibernated state
As long as you ask, the truth will always come out
The moment you stop, the life will swallow you whole
But…..
Remember!
There’s always a price to pay
For having the exquisite brain...
Hibernation Is Over!
Wake up!
But…
Can you really handle what you about to untangle?
A new world is at your doorstep
And you have to put up a fight to stay alive without losing your values
And save the dignity of being a human being
Not the emotionless machine serving the purpose of other beings…
The world has woken up and it’s time to pay
The history is not what it seems today
To those who can see beyond the closed doors…
But people are too scared to admit
That monkey’s chain is just a trick
For humans to perceive the roots of their existence…
And what is worse…
We’re blindly drifting towards the mechanic sunshine
Just like the moths are drawn to the light and then are trapped within it…
And no time to question or even comprehend when challenged by the choices
To join The Orchestra in Requiem to Silence
Or stand your ground with an open eyes…
That’s just a game
Where puppets are let to know when to applaud and bow down
And if you can manage to cut off your strings
You will realize that no longer hypnotized
And every game has the meaning and eventually comes to the end
Just to begin again a new experiment…
Are you Really ready for what I’m about to tell you
Or would prefer to remain in the unknown state?
It’s easier to live an ordinary life
Then to be awaken day and night
Are you able to sift the words flooding your way?
The future is only grim for those who are not in charge of the game…
Some people feel at ease being a part of The Synthetic Club
And letting others to control their numb existence
Some people feel at ease only when connected to The Earth
And have to fight in order to survive
Hold On Tight! It’s going to be one hell of a ride!
And I’m here to guide you…
Brave Heart
What does it take to break the wall?
When even a nuclear reaction won’t shake its wispy foundation….
What does it take to make a change?
When trying to get through the fog and every path seems stuck in cycles…
What does it take to get your words to be as clear as the rainy drops?
When every sentence gets dissolved in spider webs of pure misunderstanding….
What does it take to let your heart wide open and watch it dying every single time?
When hyperventilation becomes your newest mode and keeps your guard as high as Everest…
What does it take, despite all ups and downs, to still stand your ground and keep walking on the righteous path?
When life keeps venturing into little-known waters and you have to adjust on every single corner…
It takes a fearless soul with strong immunity to nonsense and open-minded views 😊
Only The Right Words
So many ups and downs
I certainly completely lost the count
So much misunderstanding at ground zero below and above
Emotionally detached to wizards and alchemists
And constant hurricanes won’t let my mind to rest
A never ending party inside of troubled head
Won’t stop the carousel ignited by the light within…
Don’t Ask
But if you do
Be careful and don’t disturb my murky waters
They full of species of distinctive nature
And each and every one of them has the unique ability
To support the growth of the most enchanted thoughts
Caught up in the spider web of infinite Abyss…
What Matters Is...
What Matters Is…
The sun is rising
And you can hear children laugh without covering their mouth with a piece of cloth
And you still standing, despite what anyone can tell you
And nothing can destroy your inner balance
And you can keep your cool and calmness throughout any hurricanes
And you are able to perceive the written word preserved for you by ancient wisdom of distinctive minds
And simple things in life can comfort you in any circumstances
And you can see beyond the words relentlessly bombarding your attention from the blue screen
And anger won’t replace your kindness under monumental pressure
And you believe in power of your creation
And trust your consciousness to guide you
The rest is just a silly game
Invented out of boredom
By those who never felt a human love
And have been taught to love only themselves
And treat the outsiders as a building blocks of wealth
And
As a consequence
Became emotionless machines with a mission to destroy and conquer…
As long as you can feel another heartbeat
That’s All That Matters!
True Love Hurts
I won’t be stitching any wounds no more
I’m out of the string
There’s no armour to protect my flesh
It has rusted over time due to the endless fighting
I have to face the world being exposed to nifty bullets and ludicrous grenades
One more shoot
And the spirits may collect my soul…
True Love is when you constantly on fire
Because you’ve got one hundred obstacles to overcome
Till reach the point when you won’t stop bleeding when apart
But
You have to know
What are you fighting for?
Because the war can burn your wings and make you mortal
You won’t be flying anymore
Is It Really Worth It…???
One Day...
One day, you won’t to know what to do
Despite one million advices and centuries of ancient wisdom or that gut feeling you have got
Because your mind will go into hibernation and heart will smash the door at you
You will be torn apart by millions of thoughts and pointless decisions
One day, you will end up in so much darkness
The sun will feels like you were moon touched
And you will slowly submerge in a black hole of your gloomy thoughts
Your pulse will be the time remaining countdown
One day, you won’t be feeling grounded no more
Your bones will start to crumble into pieces
And every muscle will be tangled in the tightest knot
The pressure from a pain will block your inner ear from receiving words of reason
One day, you have to bring yourself to a complete shutdown
Until your mind is clearer and the inner peace restored
Until your soul will find the balance in demolished body
Until you feel the calmness of the earth where you’re the center of existence
It’s just a normal human error
And only happens when you reach the crossroads of the universal truth
You have to put aside your doubts and that fear-based chatter troubling your mind
Because it’s time to discover your inner abilities to work things out
By stepping into the unknown
Where You’re in Charge of Everything What Happens in Your Life…
The New World Is Coming...
Your life is a spectrum
Where you under the magnifying glass
And every your move is detected
Your thoughts are under control and being carefully selected
The words are only permitted if hand in hand with The Goal
Your food is 3D printed
The voice of truth is just a whisper from the underground
Decisions are masterly manipulated on hidden level by the broadcasting box
Your brain has been washed away by so many seas and oceans
And every your wish is predicted by microchip in your head
Your digital ID has marked your territory
While metawoodland brings a healthy glow to your overall complexion
Here comes another booster to keep you calm and dozy
But
You happy and content despite of having nothing of your own
According to a bunch of environmental villains
Are You OK…?
Sorry for looking in depth into your near future
You have been lucky to survive the first reversal ever…
The outcome was ugly in every human sense
And showed in detail what the power is prone to
Now you aware of your precise position in the food chain
The Game is on and rolling in front of those who see
Don’t give up
Just be ready
Because
If tomorrow is only one sleep away then maybe it is best to remain awake…
It takes great courage to walk on one’s own through the unconscious world…
As Good As It Gets
For she who is with the most entrancing smile
And a bluebell’s laugh enchanting every passing soul
For she who is with the heart full of warmth and whispers of tiny fairies
And a bewitching sparkling eyes shining like the sky at night
For she who is with the healing words for the most stubborn wounds
And a soul guarded by the butterflies of meadow
And yet…
She is always submerged in silence
And facing the storms of life on her own
There’s only the wind to hold
While steering through the realm of visionary dreams…
Two Hearts
Even a glimpse of understanding can turn the tide
And save two hearts from decomposing in the flames of silence
Even when the words are failing to reach the final destination
They always will be there when the door is finally unlocked
Even a tiny spark on the stone cold heart can start the greatest fire and light up the soul
When fireworks are the limitless chain reaction from the warmest heart on earth
Even when life gives no breaks to breathe and see the path you are walking on
Two hearts could be the imperious force of life and beyond…
Strong-minded You
Live on the Edge
Swim with the Sharks
Hunt like a Wolf
And be the Lion of your prairie
But remember…
Your strengths are in your knowledge of understanding the survival skills
And if you fail…
Life won’t be worth of living on the edge
And sharks will have you gladly for their supper
You will be outrun by gun dogs
The lion on the outside is just a fragile kitten in the mirror
Remember!
Your greatest strengths are nurtured by time with healthy mind and a sincere heart
Just simply keep your mind wide open and don’t let your heart cross over to the dark side…
Waiting For You...
Is it right…?
This is what Love feels like?
When my heart is burning in flames
And only your kiss is able to stop the fire…
Is it right…?
This is what Love feels like?
When my words are lost in translation and spinning in a constant turmoil trying to reach the shore
And then you come around and are able to read between the lines…
Is it right…?
This is what Love feels like?
When I hopelessly walk in darkness and struggle to see the path
And you are always there holding a flaming torch and leading to the brightness…
Is it right…?
This is what Love feels like?
When my head is endlessly running in circles and has no rest
And you can calm it down by simply being around…
Is it right…?
This is what Love feels like?
When I’m falling apart and out of breath
And you catch my hand and tell me that everything will be ok…
Is it right…?
This is what Love feels like?
When the colours of the world are fading away
And you always seem to know when I’m feeling low and bring the wildflowers meadows to enchant my days…
Is it right…?
This is what Love feels like?
When I’m old and my mind doesn’t steer its usual way and feels like lost in space most of the days
And you are the one who can protect us both from the wilderness of the earth…
Is it right…?
This is what Love feels like?
Will I ever be able to find That?
Bellis Perennis
I have a daisy in my hand
For you
To make a wish
Each pedal represents the life I have been living since…
One pedal is the Universal pain
Enriched with every soul I’ve ever come across
Their monumental weight is shining through my eyes regardless…
One pedal is a joy
A blissful happiness of finding pure contentedness
In someone else’s heart when life support is failing…
One pedal is a recognition of true colors among dirt
The art of staying who you are and not being afraid of faceless crowd
To see and seek the truth when no one dares or is able to…
One pedal is the journey of a lonely samurai
Lifetime of learning survival skills where only soulless rule
A century of searching for inner peace while endlessly at war…
One pedal is for being the best caregiver ever of the offspring
As a sleepless undercover agent, au pair, Michelin star chef and banker
Protecting the fragile human beings around the clock till death throes…
One pedal is the skill of swimming in a swamp of dreadful souls and staying dry afloat
The ever-growing power of being the center of the universe
Supported by centuries of knowledge with no end in sight…
One pedal is an ability to heal the noxious wounds
There’s no magic or prescription’s pill but just the touch of words
To share the light with those who are drawn by darkness…
To name a few…
You only get to pick one pedal blindly
And that’s my gift to grant the wish
For you to be a step closer to your mission…
What Is Beauty?
What is beauty?
When your face is heavily polluted by the toxic talc to fake a healthy glow
The glue is holding tight the double layer of your eyelashes
Your body is a piece of art as an expression of your anger to the world
And to show every living being that you’re fully armed and prepared for whatever may happen on the way
The face could scream one thousand emotions but, instead, is completely static…
How can anyone see the beauty of your soul behind the blue ray vision of double layered eyes and heavily secured door?
My only hope is…
You’ve got the words in you and when you speak,
the world is drowning in silence because your words are bringing harmony to every wounded soul,
the healing power is changing the life of those who cannot see the path
and make a rainy day seem like a new beginning for the brighter days ahead…
And your mind is not heavily polluted by the blue screen and artificial food
It makes it rather foggy and submissive than able to stand out from the crowd
You only will attract these who don’t poses a great deal of their own words
Who values artificial looks over your soul…
The real beauty of the nature is in its purity and freshness
But
When it’s heavily polluted
Nature shows signs of anger and despair…
Your mind is the only ammunition you will ever need
Keep it clear and sharp like a samurai’s blade
Be open to the world for the world to see you and help you through your journey
If there’s a soul…
Why hide it under the blanket?
So... You Are In Love...
When you in love
You are in a state of permanent hope
With a severe signs of blindness and deafness
And truly believe that you will avoid
Those little puddles and smelly swamps and violent hurricanes
But
There comes a time
When the universe wants you to know if you are in love
Or
Just permanently holding on to the hope in a state of the loudest silence
Slowly creeping up to the chilling shadow of pitch black darkness
And
Even when you are absolutely destroyed
After jumping over the muddy puddles, drowning in the swamps and bleeding in hurricanes
True love won’t destroy your life
It only will show who is capable of holding your hand while
Getting through the muddy puddles, staying afloat in the swamps and surviving the deadliest hurricanes…
В Двух Шагах От Бездны
Неспешно, в безлюдной тишине
И по бездорожью опустевших душ
Отшельник пробирается сквозь рёв стеклянных глаз
Безумство одурманенных умов насквозь пронзает сердце
Смех поглощает целиком все ценности кипящих многолетий
Два пола воссоединились в едином междуречье и воспевают громко бытие своё
Всем управляет электронный код из Зазеркалья искривлённых бестий
Время замедляет ход…
Отшельнику нет места в мире потерявшем равновесие
Чума окутала вуалью каждый вздох
Мир медленно спускается на дно замёрзшей бездны
Проснуться никогда не поздно
Труднее не остаться окаменевшим после пробуждения….
My Humble World
A restless brain goes hand in hand with lots of pain on its way
There’s no cure but a hardship
And nobody can comprehend the amount of work it takes just to get through a simple day
I’m someone who lives on the clouds
And rarely gets down to the ground
I only feel safe in a fog where turbulence has no limits
Life is following me
Not I’m moving with life
Its spins in a pixie’s circle and muchly beyond my control
The heart is out of service due to a luck of fuel to amend destroyed parts
It has been permanently damaged by endless battlefields
Love is only playing hide and seek increasingly avoiding the quintessence of peace
One single purpose in exchange for 100 baseless words
A cycle of emotional turmoil
Where darkness misunderstood for lightness
But
I’m free of doubts and with a solid roof
And bulletproof to the poisonous words and Gorgon looks
It takes less than a second to figure out when the spoken truth is heavily upside-down
I am your firecracker on a rainy day when you are emotionally drained
I’m coloring my days in rainbow colors and flick the stars on to radiate the path
I am in line with the wisdom of ancient virtues and in favor of the fruitful time…☺🦋
Time To Submerge
Hold your breath
We are submerging
You have to trust your inner senses
And use them to navigate your way in pitch black darkness
Don’t be fooled by the enchanting sounds of the sirens
From the enigmatic surface of blue water
It’s only a distraction to lure you into net
Where sharks are patiently await
For you to be their Cordon Bleu
You only see and hear what you believe in
Tune up with me for a clearer vision...
Words vs Actions
The words are so demining and carefully crafted with pleasing satisfaction anyone could ever comprehend
It takes a tremendous strike of lightning to unfold the blindness
And see that there is no action but a foraging basket selection of captivating charms
For a blurred vision and a foggy mind
You won’t discover the benefits of drinking Matcha tea unless you drink it…
You won’t discover the benefits of any words unless they are supported by the action…
Tranquility can only settle in your mind when the balance between words and actions is restored...
Dating Carousel
I’m searching for an open Heart and Fluent Soul
A Kiss which will prolong for miles and beyond and end with Fireworks
Not looking for the Games or someone to exchange the Words with
And only Eyes can trap my soul and keep me in enchanted world
You have to be in tune with Nature and fond of rural living
And in need of a Hug and hearty homemade meal
When hundreds of lights are shimmering in the gloaming
Because it is in human nature and heals a weary Soul and settles all the Senses
We have to make an equal steps in life and maintain a matching speed of walking,
in order to avoid the confrontation and remain at Peace
Don’t be the one who walks away when there is a problem to be dealt with
You have to be my Castle I would Rely On through any hurricanes and till the end of time
At this point of life, you perfectly aware of what you need to feel complete
Is that too much to ask?
Oh, well…
Life Is a Funny Carousel
It doesn’t bend for those who swim against the flow and follow own beliefs
Soyez heureux et bonne journée
Je ne vous verrai pas au sommet de la tour Eiffel😊
Intrusive Thoughts
Intrusive thoughts are at the border of your conscience
but no wisdom in entire world could rearrange them into perfect order
For You To See The World
In all its nakedness and purity of living in a moment of a single day
When all your senses are detached from gravity of waves beneath your feet
And you evaporate in silence beyond the stars
upholding all your dreams and wishes
Let everything around to fall apart by losing heavy weight
rusting away your shoulders
Dive into the ocean of clarity till all your being can inhale
the power of seeing You
through the unclogged perception of your old self
Healing begins when the roots are taken care of
Take care of your own world so you can see the needs of others…
Breathe At This Moment
Stay In The Present Moment
Live all your life as if you only got One Moment…
Your Voice
The rustling of the falling leaves is just a whisper
The whisper of the most amusing notes of never written composition
You tend to hear only on a breezy night like this one
When all your senses are at sharpest point
And you could cut the air with the sound of your voice
The thirst of your hardwired brain has drowned all the words in shame
You in a pensive silence decompressing drowsy emotions of a crippled heart
The whisper of YOUR voice beholds the key to my existence…
I Envy You
I envy people who avoid the muddy puddles
When I just walk across and deal with the consequences after
I envy people who can navigate around any problems
When I attract them like a magnet and have to be a Wonder Woman just to get through
I envy people who can easily work out their whereabouts and always on the right track
When I get lost as soon as I cross the border of my humble village
I envy people who obey the rules and hide their heads beneath the Shepherd’s flock
When I weaponized myself with knowledge of seeing things for what they really are
I envy people who are always on the dot
When I feel lucky just arriving in one piece no matter what the time is
I envy people who are practically the mechanoids
When I am in the spiritual state of mind among the fairies
I envy people who can count every passing day
When I am stuck in someday
I envy people who can disappear in the mainstream and be a part of a simple flow
When I am watching life pass me by through the window in Wonderland
I envy people who can fall in love with just a click of the fingers
When I have to see in-depth your inner thinking before I even see the shadow of enigmatic love
I envy people who can carefully maintain the spark
When everywhere I go everything ends up on fire
I Envy You For Not Seeing Me
Because your world wouldn’t be the same again…
Soulmate
If I’m just a drop in the ocean
Will I ever find The Drop with a similar amount of atoms?
So we could create the highest wave and be the unstoppable force…
If I’m just one of the galaxies drifting through the infinity of space
Will I ever collide with The Galaxy which has a similar stream of stars?
To create an island in the universe, standing strong against the cosmic dust clouds…
If I’m just one of the billion souls trapped on planet earth
Will I ever find The Soul which completes me as the whole?
To Set Me Free…
Take Me To Tomorrow!
Take me to tomorrow where there’s No Sorrow
And no people running around with the heavy ammunition fastened to them
For the sake of demoralized suits with a mechanical pump instead of a warm heart
Whose happiness only grows when someone’s tears are starting to show…
Take me to tomorrow where everyone is In Tune With Nature
And can see that its hiccups occur as the result of cataclysmic cycle, changing within
To live in harmony with nature is to adjust to it not to destroy
A pseudo kindness to the earth can cause earwax build up till you perceive no more…
Take me to tomorrow where the Light is overpowering the Darkness
And everyone could finally get rid of the sleeping dust
The world of influential mesmerism is upon us
An empty shell can easily be filled with the wrong solution…
Take me to tomorrow where every Heart is filled with Butterflies and Mellow Tones
Black hearts do not possess a smile or good attention towards anyone who breathe except for own blood
They live in science fiction underworld and want the earth to be converted into one
It’s easier to fall into the trap while following the wrong suggestions when the switch is off…
Take me to tomorrow where the Circle of Human Life remains unbroken
With every little step you make towards the technological enhancement and genetic modification
You lose your power of a conventional thinking
The building blocks of your imagination will crumble day by day till you become a hopeless tool…
Take me to tomorrow where every Life is Valued and not owned by a corporation
Early stages of life are about discovering the world around in the safe environment
Not trying to become It in order to satisfy someone’s sick appetite or being a free labour
The seed won’t grow into a beautiful flower in the polluted surrounding…
Take me to tomorrow where every Meal is a Blessing and Naturally Healthy
From crunchy crickets and juicy caterpillars to own flesh
Abomination takes its toll, there is no turning back when you cross over
A new species are being created among the retained herd…
Take me to tomorrow where I have The Right not to be a laboratory rat
And do not participate in any experiments on humans
But to preserve body’s defence mechanism
The liberty of life can only be observed under the microscope’s lenses, unless you own the microscope…
Take me to tomorrow where The Holy Writ is an everyday manual to remain a human
There is nothing in this world what we haven’t seen before
The history is a repetition of events
And you’ve got perfect help to survive the unthinkable…
Take me to tomorrow where I can be at Peace
Where our ancestor’s skills and wisdom of the ancient thinkers are not forgotten
And the art of healing comes from the nature’s treasures not a science lab
Where Love and Care are fundamentals of living…
Are You Awake yet…?
If so
Take Me To Tomorrow! 😊
Let The Light In
Life’s knocking on your door
Pay attention
It only happens once
And if you busy indulging all your sins in depths of magnetizing screen
And miss the ripple of the loudest vibration
You will continue floating beneath the urban meadow of collective thinking
While solidly detached to the same old circle with every passing life you have endured through time
To inhale the exquisite palate of a broaden mind is to obtain the heavy load of everything you now can perceive
Because your heart is open to the sound of light…
Hopes And Dreams
Life happens when the wounds are healing
And the world is streaming on the channel only you aware of
Vivat to the hopes and dreams!
They ought to be the force to pull you through in any circumstances
And straighten your strengths when you most needed
Don’t give up on your hopes and dreams!
And they will provide you with the pillows to fall down on…
Ветер Перемен
Безумству растворяют двери
И на пьедестал возносят.
Ложь преподносится с улыбкой
И с восторгом оседает в затухающих глазах.
Нет разницы между полами
Есть только междометие, как эволюционный сдвиг.
Провизия распределяется по рангу занимаемого места и жития мирского
Пир из кузнечиков и распечатанной селёдки уходит на ура в глухих трущобах.
Учение несформированного мышления вызывает огромное недоумение
Подрастающее поколение оседает в информационном формате,
удобряя умы бездуховными огрызками от опустошённых душ.
Мысль становится изгоем
И замещается набором из бесконечных правил выживания по умолчанию.
Ветхозаветный смысл слов утрачен и более неслышен мирянам,
погруженным в пучину хаоса и тоталитарного режима
Мир медленно сужается в размерах и погружается во тьму.
Но
Если в сердце теплиться Надежда и Светом переполнена душа
Слова растопят окаменевшие оковы душ и станут ветром перемен…
Love Spell
I will let my Love to brew among the wildest meadow
Where enchanting fairies dance around golden tops
I will sprinkle it with morning dew of bluebells
And will keep it warm with blanket made of moonlight’s stars
I will let all Senses settle in the dreamland by infusing eyelids in the mountain’s dew
Spirits of the Moon will invoke the dreams of higher power within
I will guide the Heart to the Moon and back
And through the Highs and Lows of distinctive days
I will set the Mind in pure tranquility of inner peace
And will avoid destructions of volcanic nature on the way
I will let my Love to flourish day by day
Till the countdown of the last breath…
Breaking The Walls
Sometimes
The Wall is just The Wall
And it doesn’t matter how many inventions you might use
In order to break through
Some walls are meant to remain unbroken…
You simply have to try your luck with other walls around
Because
Everyone has got a monumental wall
Which gets very well cemented by every soul crossing your path
Growing higher every single year…
Sometimes
You only need to kick the wall
And
If it remains unshakable
Move on! 😊
And spend your time wisely building a new wall
With someone who doesn’t have one…
Sometimes
Some people choose to stay
And
Try to heal the wall
But
Is it really worthwhile the struggle of trying to maintain the wall which has no sign of pulsation…? 😳
Amore
Amore
That’s a droplet of the rarest wine on earth which’s fallen from his lips and disappeared in the ocean of hope
Amore
That’s the magic sound of fortepiano performed by the greatest virtuoso of our time
Amore
That’s a manifestation of every single star and galaxy united to light up the brightest sky on glorious night
Amore
That’s an overly perplexing puzzle coming to the end
Amore
That’s a freedom of reunited souls dissolved in the tranquility of never-ending love…
Freedom
Tap into the deepest feelings of your inner being
And conscientiously scrolling through the corners of your darkest past
Deactivate your breath when on the edge between euphoria and torment
Take sightlessly a leap of faith into the unknown territory
Where reasoning is the underlying ground to reverse the folly presented in a shiny shell
In order to possess the truth you have to free your thinking
Detox the air that you breathe to open up your blinds
You ought to discover the frugal meaning of the inner fight
Where conciseness is overflowed with odds and ends
The blockers to possess and nurture a naturally owned celestial side
To see your true reflection in the mirror is to be unplugged from debris orbiting your mind
The truth is only visible to those who are not afraid to seek the truth
A rare commodity of human spirit is the essence of every being to discover the light within
and in the fight to free themselves...
The Closure
Stillness of the Moon
When the sky is overcrowded by stars, indulging in shamanic waterfall
And silence of the darkness is growling at large to demolish ear drums
While a soul is murmuring, tightly wrapped up in woodlands blanket
A rusted key won’t open up the door polluted by corrosion
The closure of mind leaves one side perished in the mouldiness of eternal blindness
and lets the other side strive in lightness,
despite the heavy flow of corrupted veins and numbness of burned out heart…
Unplug
Sometimes
I feel like crawling under the water
And see if you can finally visualize my voice
And feel the waterfall of my emotions streaming through my eyes
Sometimes
You only have to lift a plug and drain the toxins out of your system, corrupting all your senses
The Trick is to Locate The Plug…😎
Heart And Mind
The calming storm of fire in your eyes beholds the silence of distorted words
stuck on the border between heart and mind
Their weight is fractured by the desire for eternal blanket to delusional neurons,
busy transmitting the destructive messages between two fragile organs
While longing for the warmth of peace among the notional prairie
with a dim-witted ways to conquer every single day
It takes a monumental strength to dive into the black hole of the unknown
And stop from chasing shadows in the foggy corridors of earthly livelihood
Behold your breath
And let the words to stream beyond the surface of your polarized neuronic web
For only synchronized waves can wirelessly to hold each other’s hearts and minds
As long as only the right signals initiate the everlasting spark…
The Big Bang
I left the building
And the world went crazy
Just like a snowball went down with a Big Bang on a windy summer morning
And keep rolling at the full speed without any possibility to stop
because the road is clear…
There’s no voice which could be heard
There’s no eyes which could be open
The gift of life in all its purity and wisdom became a luxury for most
but an accessory for some…
To be a human is to be a mutant, in order to survive…
Unless
There’s a voice which could be heard
There are the eyes which could be open
The history won’t have to end with Bang
The pages have been written to be read and to take the step towards the future
where humans have The Right To Be and Choose
And Not To Be The Object To Experiment On…
Life's Building Blocks
Love or Leave
Don’t wear off someone else’s heart
It needs every possible strength when left alone to complete the journey…
Fight or Die
That is the golden rule of evolution for any living species on the planet earth
There is only one way to survive and that is for you to decide…
Hurricane or Calmness
Settle for the boredom if you don’t want an everyday earthquake
You flourish in a storm and slowly dissolve under the swamps surface…
Trust or Doubt
You only walk through hurricane if all your senses sharp and open to except the truth
Uncertainty creates the ocean of misbeliefs to pin you to the ground…
Honesty or Hypocrisy
Your moral compass is the measure of your entire life that determines the future
While an empty talk is just a trap for those who cannot see the falseness…
The choice is just a mere thought of all your fundamental knowledge of life
It holds the key to all your actions and manifests the essence of your heart…
The Void
I would hold the time before it disappears
Before your words would cut the air like the sharpest blade
Before the frozen cloud, made of pins and needles, would paralyze your vision
Before the heavy blanket of perception would entrap an empiric heart of yours
Before the sticky mercury would colonize the nerves and muscles of surrounded body
Before I hopelessly would reach the ground and disappear in the darkest void of space…
Now
Accept your NOW
For all its dumbness and glory
Let the past disappear beneath your feet
There’s no pain or tears but the pillars of wisdom to support your inner peace
The emotions and feelings of present hour are your building blocks for the days ahead
While enigmatic colors of every passing moment
impelling the transmission of light against unforeseen circumstances
Time wasted won’t regenerate itself
Evaluate your values in order to accumulate your vision of tomorrow
They influence the lightness of your course
You need to feel Your presence in every fragment of the day
So You can be the root to flourished particles of sand clock in your time line
But only…
If NOW is your main priority over the past and future…
The Game Of Thrones
Wake up to the rain of shells bleeding the air in a mechanical wave
And familiar voices, stretching their ammunition along the streets
The same camouflage and Slavonic features
Their grandfathers used to protect these streets
from inhumane zombies, almost a century ago,
saving the future generations from enslaving the world.
Little did they know…
That later in life their descendants will sacrifice their lives
beyond imagination’s cost on their own land
Little working ants are being hypnotized by the flute player of Hamelin
and blindly following into the trap
Their defragmented minds won’t recognize what’s going on…
The waterfall of green leaves supports the green addiction
of those who seek the fame
The Land is under offer
The Game of Thrones has no human features
Stay in tune for more heavy written scripts from multimedia production
It’s easier to colonize the Land when there’s no one left to fight…
What is The Time?
The frame of mind…
For you to be aware of limits
Your barriers to live and work within
And the answer to your existence
But
What if there’s no frame?
You’re free to banish every single border on the way
and spread your wings towards the limitless existence…
Your mind will silently retire or loudly declare a strike
Simply because
The barriers are there for you to experience the life
To see its negative and positive aspects with all the deepness of the darkness
and moments of the blissful sunshine
In order to enrich your thirsty mind with all the knowledge its needed to get by
Time is limitless as long as there’s a light inside
which keeps you going no matter what life is throwing at You along the journey…
Time
Walking Through The Matrix
Stop by the traffic lights
And abandon your spaceship
Is it really the time to be a nominated hero bursting with tears of wisdom?
When your shell is in cracks and makes a dubious sound even when you whisper…
I’m living among blindfolded like in the Bird box movie
There is no free space to cultivate the leftovers of human race
Its natural flow is disappearing and becoming a sad representation of life
Where unaltered human being is a rare species on planet earth
Darkness became a new preventive measure
to cope with any outburst of waste from the VIP’s compost
An autoimmune response is on guard to synthesize their masquerade of pure abomination towards every living soul
Sound attracts an attention making silence the credit score potential
I’m capturing the line on a back of mind
Where cells are rapidly dividing to hold on to the light
To overcome the future is to remain in your own Domain
Away from the shell less Matrix with sticky sucker-bearing arms…
В Поисках Ответов
Так просто заблудиться в переулках мироздания
Где звук - это всего лишь всплеск воображения
И в каждом слове отражение души…
Как трудно не остановить дыхание, когда глаза открыты
И видение бытия утяжеляет каждое мерцание внутри
Движение по заранее запрограммированной оси в цепочке устаревшей схемы жизненного цикла…
Возможны ли ошибки алгоритма?
Зачем запутанные меридианы небылиц выращивать в теплицах, где нет ни света ни разумной речи?
Где потолок пересечения границ между зеркальным отражением и зазеркальем?
Чем меньше времени, тем ближе искомое решение головоломки
И ясность испепеляет всё внутри дотла
Если время не остановить, то может просто душу сохранить, как и раньше…
Stir Your Mind
Platonic generated vibes, like the worst barbarian intrusion,
invaded unpolluted space of mine
And spreading through uninoculated mind, magnifying visions in deluded decomposition of disturbance
among those who happy to remain in Mesolithic state of present current
While the mouldy minds are screaming for the declaration of planet’s independence
To free the spirits of poorly oxidized unconsciousness
Where the ancient therapeutic skills are being cultivated
Some things are better left alone
Because the grounds are infested
And every slightest move is easily detected
To draw the light within is to attract a poisonous predisposition to be a prey during the open season
Being a shadow can prolong your life as long as it’s the illuminating one…
A Nutty Frog
A crazy frog has lost her marbles in a jungle
Mistakenly assuming that idealistic image of bewildering complexity and labyrinths of wildest vegetation
is a perfect quiet swamp…
Hopelessly inserting her emotions into the empty pockets of cortex
She’s drowning her being in a tangled mass of bluebells
And accumulating bushcraft skills, in order to survive and thrive in chosen chaos…
Christmas In A Cup
It’s just a magic dust along the path to shed a light while counting each breath
A rose colored shades to straighten up the vision
And the enchanting smell of brewing spices in a warm glass to brighten up the walk
The bluebell’s sound detonates the words into the ocean of wishful thinking, streaming the line of thoughts above and beyond
Enchanted sleigh is drifting through the shadows of my dreams across the snowflakes into the boundless valley
It must be Christmas if I’m feeling mellow, holding a box of chocolates in one hand
and sipping chocolate cocktail full of marshmallows by the burning fireplace of crackling Birchwood
While spirits of the night are busy knitting a cozy blanket made of snowflakes
Its warmth will send me into hibernation because the world is spinning in the wrong direction
And I am struggling to catch up with its immense rotation
I want the world to mummify in caterpillar’s cocoon
Until it figures out the right way out
Away from earth where someone’s aged ego dominates the final destination
and to please a few while waving off the silent masses
But instead
Everyone could navigate the path they’re able to connect with
And walk the distance according to the human rules of existence
The world where everyone has got the right to be in charge of their own life
Would that be nice…?
But
Until then…
It is meant to be a Christmas cheerful poem if I’m being honest
But a warming Christmas smoothie has liquidized the words… 🎄🥳
The Shark's World
Locking your eyes with mine
Feels like patting a great white shark
No rules apply
Mainly the sharpest instinct
And only the strongest mind will survive as the fittest
The blood reached the boiling point
Emotions are tightly holding on to the gate, silently steering a hurricane
Feelings are running late
And a drop of sweat could overflow the entire space between us
While just a blink of an eye could trigger a string of apocalyptic thoughts
Even the greatest possible effort to see beyond the mask of steel
can be misread by a blind soul
And end up being violently torn into pieces without a single tear
That’s simply a shark’s vision of a New World Order…
The Moment
If it is a glitch of my imagination
And a bit out of context with your persuasion
Just click the switch and everything I’ve visioned for the upcoming times
would vanish in the blink of an eye
If the words are randomly appeared without a single sign of warning
And igniting the fire under the waterfall
Just let me to submerge beneath the murky water
till all the words would cease to exist
If the moment has passed
And there is nothing left but a hollow space inside of your chest
Just hold on to the hope of submerging in someone else’s imagination
and seeing the words which could light up even the darkest night…
The Ghost Of Christmas
I gathered my dreams under the heavy blanket of translucent thoughts
Their waves only broadcast with an encrypted sequence, decoded by a few
No more unlawful draughts,
trying to bewilder the transmission of carefully crafted aspiration
Tightly wrapped up into transcendent blanket,
The Dreaming Mind is floating among the constellations of the night sky
I’m counting the Diamond Dust from Magic Lapland, descending in a fairy circle
A doorway where the Ghost of Christmas holds the countdown of Your Faith…
Unlocking The Frame Of Your Path
No doubt
You belong to the faceless crowd
And follow the rules and endless sets of regulations
There’s no time to think or use your imagination
because your attention absorbed by modern electromagnetic existence
And a green plastic plant on your desk
makes you feel not alone and close to nature
While the music in your headset keeps the eyes wide open
But
Do you know that a single thought is a window into your soul
and it’s best to cultivate it in an eco-friendly zone?
The less pollution in your head, the clearer path you walk on
The less destructive are the cobwebs, fracturing your senses,
the more you see and hear beyond the matrix’s world
The less dark matter is departing from your mouth,
the lighter are your steps and soul
No doubt
Your inner world is the direct reflection of the world around you
And the perception of reality around is manifesting the scenario of life
which You are writing daily
Beyond the shadow of a doubt the greatness of your story beholds in your ability
to deactivate the mind frame with limitless projection of peculiar words
It can be an adventure with multiple hiccups of laughter and sadness
outbalancing each other along the way to Wonderland of Dreams
Hold My Hand and I Will Take You There 😊
The Imitation Game
The imitation game of words preserves the flow of world’s order
And, everything you see or hear will be transformed into the appropriate solution for safety of your digestion
You only able to perceive prior a threshold in the inner palate of your gooey matter
Beyond the threshold is the glimpse into unknown territory
The more you being told to simplify your life
and safely precede when the traffic lights allow,
the longer you will stumble by the threshold, locking conciseness of yours away
To know is to understand the loneliness of single droplet in the ocean
and
the amount of ripples it can make before it disappears drowning in dopey silence
And then
The circle starts again…
A Broken Soul
A broken soul keeps steering the wheel of monumental Ledokol
Beyond the hope
Despite the odds
Through the Atlantic current of lost souls
An iceberg is on its way…
A breath of air in the deadly zone of shadows filled with frosty silence
Can last a minute
Or
Can last the years of collecting the building blocks
In order
To secure the monumental structure of samurai’s straight
And
To navigate through any hurricane, occurring on the way…
Your Smile
I drew a smile in the sky
To give your skin a kiss of morning dew,
collected over night from purity of wildest meadows
To enhance your soul with sunshine,
overpowering the heavy darkness
To lift the clouds off your thoughts,
replacing them with sparkly rainbows
To churn the stars into the magic dust,
bewildering your dreams with earthly breath of inner peace
To show that I care…
So you can smile with me…
But
You only see It upside down…🙃
My Fort
Fairness of the Heart is the Mnemonic Aid for the desires of your Mind
It tears them into little segments, allowing to grow at their own pace
While grasping the ability To Cope and To Preserve the human values
By fortifying the retention of building Everlasting fort
Where heart is day by day keeps flourishing in weight
Someday… to merge with a heart of equivalent Fort…
The Trap
The clarity of cynical diversion
Freshly diluted in a cup of tea and topped up with oat milk
As a symbolic gesture of showing support to Nuts,
making digestion greener and more repellent to nuggets
The rise of polymorphic species among the muted minds
And everything is just a symbiotic crush of paralyzed attempts
To penetrate a catatonic state of walking zombies
The travesty of INKling’s noise, staging the amusing show
and artfully dispensing sticky maze of sociological distractions
Where audience is there only to applaud
While silently agreeing to compulsory agreement to comply
with burying the human rights and broadcasting of abomination
Here goes, yet another, frantically appearing Don Quixote
Trying to locate his way through masses,
heavenly asleep under the electric blanket made of empty words
Sadly, his eco-friendly spear cannot compete against the monumental plastic plant
Drench reality will swallow every inch of purity in your bewildered head
replacing magnitude with creamy fromage blanc
Emotional thrombosis will circumcise the words, appearing there and there,
and, apologetically and swiftly disappearing, leaving no trace
Inducing every muscle with the power of le pofigisme
A constipated thought of the eternal freedom stuck upon objective shadow
Invasion of the Earth comes with a manual to follow…
The steps are carefully drafted and swiftly followed
by those who wish to remain unchanged…
In order to preserve the life for some,
the life of others has to be destroyed…
You’re in a middle of the most sophisticated and distorted trap ever existed
It’s easier to program the minds of those who forsake their own brain cells
You only can perceive the truth and find an exit
with unpolluted mind ignited by the fireworks of your imagination
Are you paying attention yet…?
Just Flying By
I’m looking at a bird
Not looking at you
I’m looking at my life flying by
Heavily armoured with sharpest feathers, burnt by the finest ink
Only relying on inner vision to glide through the cloudy path
The wind keeps senses off the ground
Avoiding the troublesome currents, occurring along the way
I’m looking at The Bird
And not looking at You…
A Human Algorithm
I’m swimming through Palaeolithic channels of my Dreams
Caught up in hollow debris of gothic artistry,
Made up of knotty words
Now and then I stop…
And whisk my half full glass of rollercoaster’s prudence
The perfect storm’s cocktail
While topping up with magic dust, to give it a mischievous hype
It frames the vision of the world into a simple sequence of events
Where those, in charge of algorithmic steps
Producing step-by-step instructions - to gain the ultimatum power on Earth
A Science game with Human Algorithm
Where level of distraction is always rising,
whilst human value is in continuous decline
And sleepless mindlessness as the denouement of twisted sequence
What if the variables were to exchange their places?
Would the equation have another ending…?
That is a raison d'être
Now and then I stop…
And shake the glass till I can see The Sequence clearer…
Look Up To The Future
This is the tale of a curious mouse who lives underneath the house
And often disappears among the clouds
Whilst, absolutely amused by current affairs among the creators
of strict time schedules in Bubblegum System
Hence, rarely gives a monkey about the world,
Which has been injected with Blindness and Silence
And heavily paralyzed by the cobwebs of Sorveglianza
So…
That mouse has rolled the dice
The number seems to help to generate the right decision:
“To be or not to be”
While barcode on the forehead determines the order:
“Of who eats whom”
And, coincidentally, keeps the predators away
This is the tale of a fearless mouse who lives underneath the house
And often preoccupied with failing to comprehend
The eminence of mesmerizing stunning Blue Cats
with endless displays of haute couture garments per diem…
Their Duché Realm has no barcodes or time frame – a well preserved meadow…
Centuries of pretending to care, in order to protect their own state
But no one seems to care as long as Blue Cats are playing The Game…
The number is 33…😳
Вдвоём Сквозь Вечность
В словах тишина обожженных мыслей
Они, притаившись, безмолвно дышат на дне оглушительной бездны
Здесь страх измеряется тяжестью прожетых лет
И мудрость, как пепел, беззвучно уносится ветром
на поиски опустошённых душ
Туда, где кислород не перекрыт и свет пульсирует в бездонном зеркале души
Дыхание минут, как учащённый пульс в миноре, ускоряет притяжение земли
Безмолвие в душе песчаной бурей опустилось в сердце
И растворяя пепел, заполонивший разум, уносится потоком мыслей
Туда, где не нужны слова, глубоко проросшие корнями в зябком чреве
Туда, где две души вне времени и миллион преград,
дыханием друг друга согревая,
не разнимая рук по вечности скользят…
Silence Of The Moon
I don’t speak Silence
It’s an abomination of a spoken word
Imprisoning of thoughts, trying to break through the wall
It holds the gravitational force of thinking in comatose of bruised existence
Where even an enchanting lake becomes a swamp
The Silence of One Hundred Words builds up a hole
And cause an eternal bleeding of your Soul
Prolonging skepticism of mind
Which bids the farewell to topical illusion of your fumigated future
It takes One Hundred Moons for words to fertilize the deadliest of soils
And sink beneath the surface of heavy guarded sentience of yours
It will be worth the waiting
For the ray of sunshine to flourish among a silent mind
Inhale the words for to endeavor a synergetic power of breath
So you can break The Silence…
Holding Your Soul
I scattered my thoughts across the paper
A pure infusion of my shady dreams
The heavy weight of ink’s transfusion has colonised beguiled frame of fresh
By clogging circulation with the smoke of words
The art of living with a rebellious mind…
Less ordinary with an aesthetics engraved in frugal consciousness
Causing the greatness to misbalance
And an apocalyptic breath
With powdery steps
Leaving a hole in every single soul baffling across the thunderous bridge…
The awkward of them all
The one who doesn’t follow rules or bend to any circumstances
The one who stays the ground even when the earth has buried the last of souls
Whilst swiftly strolling through the debris of your mind
For to discover the holy grail of your divulged existence and see if it’s a twin of mine…
To see a soul as clear as a drop of rain
Without a single question
Like a breath of thunder trapped in an eternal loop
Because
To hold a righteous hand is to hold a soul forever and a day…
I Am Composing My Life
Just like the river wants to become a mountain’s stream
And burst of freedom through the wilderness of forests
While being disconnected from the mainstream of the world
Just like the sea wants to become a lake
And be at peace amongst enchanted nature
Indulging in tranquility of purifying calmness
I want to spread the wings
And feel a breeze of stillness in the world of clouds
Unclogging inner senses, letting in the flow to adjust the course
The journey of one thousand stars
Engraved in conciseness of everlasting memories
Enriched beyond the grasp
The place where I believe in wisdom and the power of simple words
And no need to hide your thoughts behind the heavy curtain
Where I’m in charge of composing my own life…
The Last Chapter
When someone drills a Hole
in your beguiled Soul
Don’t expect the Time
to be a skilful Healer
Only a Wholesome Soul
can amend your wounded Chamber of Meadow
And light a fire to the shimmering waves of Inner Being
with a vigorous Breath of Life
Let your Story to attract
The Right Chapter of your Path
Let it be The One
Who will stay for Life…
Win or Lose
Win or Lose
Anatomy of Love remains in pulmonary hypertension
And
Every time the Heart picks up the frequency identical itself
It bursts in a puerile felicity of a sublime explosion of Mind
Until the Words no longer resonate
Therefore
The Soul falls down from the cloud nine
Just to behold the travesty of never endless play of Heart
Win or Lose
The purity of Stamina remains unchanged 🦋
Heart's Allotted Span
The magic stops
When bullet hits the destination
And heavy silence overwhelms the world around
Consuming every single drop of breath
The grains of sand-clock are continually on hold,
failing to reach the ground
Until the air gets an oxygen supply…
The heart is not a worthless tool
To be adjusted in every possible direction
For to gratify the outbursts of ever-changing weather
It goes rusty from the relentless waterfalls of rain
And gets too many wounds while battling the hurricanes along the way
The frosty bites of winter’s chills immobilize all senses
Whilst the words without solid grounds make it frail…
Now and then
The clouds disappear…
And rare rays of sunshine bring the warmth and healing
The heart is a majestic tool
Its damages beyond repair
And its allotted span depends on nature’s law of limitations
It stops when wholly overwhelmed by never ending tides of horrifying weather…
Pandemic, Here I Come!
TODAY
I plan to stay alive!
Who knows what tomorrow holds…
I’ve got my unhygienic mask, spaghetti,
ten packs of luxury soft paper and a can of spam
But
Most importantly…
I’ve got my Booster - an attic full of wine
And that’s my city slicker’s answer to any rural off grid prepping
Plandemic, Here I Come!
Безлюдно На Душе
Love’s stuck under the blanket of heavy Imagination
And breadcrumbs showing the way through murky route of Life’s Path
You walking blindly in the direction of droplets from a tenuous Heart
Я просто заблудилась в паутине твоих мыслей
И ветер растрепал все мысли
А время, как река, размыло все дороги к памяти, заполнив лабиринт водой
Здесь время измеряется тяжестью души
Безжизненное тело борется в водовороте осколков слов
Безлюдно на душе под тяжестью опустошенных душ…
The Wall of Life
We are just the flies on the Wall of Life
Silently agreeing with everything being persistently fed
by The Oracle of Communication, just to get by and maintain a humble living
And only bleed when The Core is broken
It always feels safe in the Darkness
The density of air suppresses any impulse of cognitive response
While brightness of the light can easily destroy your Heart
We are just the flies on the wall of life
And dragging along the Matrix of plugged in illusions
While the synthetic cocktail of an intravenous infusion
is slowly polluting the mobility within the human’s temple
But
Every Breath is counts
Because it preserves The Beginning of Life…
What/Who Is Your Problem…?
Stop following the crowd of a shivering doubt
Who’re hammering the world with the twisted thoughts
And plastering the holes of their being with the patchwork of a fake living
Their tapestry of mind is tightly held by toxic electromagnetic webs
But instead…
Start hoovering the webs - to let the light get through
Infuse the air with an incense, opening your senses for the day ahead
Let fiery spirits brew among the clientele who’re thirsty for an empty nuggets to compress their thoughts,
while you inhale the purity of mind
To lose your senses in the sweetness of crystallizing pebbles is to lose the battle of your body with abnormal cells
Or
Have a glass of wine and a piece of cake
While hopping through the Meta world all day
And let AI to be your problem solver
Until you are its problem…
A Miracle of Love
If there’s a connection,
there’s a hope
If there’s a warm heart,
there’s a great possibility of love and an unbreakable bond
If there’s an action following the words,
there’s no more bullshit rain flooding the veins but a contentment of a tearful soul
If there’s a battlefield which is resolved with words,
there’s a clear communication of the most sophisticated strong minded souls
If there’s a chance for a miracle of finding one in a million and to make the puzzle complete,
there’s a will to carry on…
To My Daughter
I will build The World
Where You feel safe and warm
Just let me face all your Hurricanes
And be the one who gets hurt along the way
Ending up with the broken bones and scars
All the tears on Earth can’t compare to the one of yours
Be The Captain of your own unsinkable ship
Ruled by Ancient Wisdom and Warrior’s Fearless Spirit
For the next One Hundred Years
Be The Best in your own Unique Unconventional Way
See the world through the prism of your Imagination
While the Magic guards your Heart and I’m drawing the road in the sky
For you to walk on among the Stars…❤
What Do You Hear...?
What do You hear when you’re up here…?
Is it the sound of bluebells, filed with a morning dew,
sedating all senses to rest in the Realm of the Unknown?
Is it the sound of seagulls, luring into the seashore
where Calmness is coating your Inner World into marshmallow’s sweetness?
Is it the sound of Free-Spirited voices conversing of new beginnings
in the world where Mindfulness brings Peace to any living existence?
I only hear a whisper from those who can hardly talk or comprehend
the ongoing trend of mind and body fast-paced mutations
towards the new easy Playable Breed…
Or, the sound of warmongers clutching fake teeth,
stretching their poisonous octopus’s arms across every single fragile breath
in the name of Theocracy – for the world’s sake…
And, quite often, people’s clapping as soon as the Green Light goes on…
Well, till I am up here…
My favorite sound is SILENCE
To keep me warm in the wild cold World…
That’s a Prelude to Love
That’s A Prelude to Love
One step to You
And I am held by the Clouds
One step from You
And the World is upside down
That’s A Prelude to Love
There’s no limits to Pain
This is the land of Brave
It’s once in a lifetime Quest
Where you can end up with eternally bleeding heart
Or
Find inner peace in the healing tranquility of unconditional love…
Dragon Is At Your Door...
Slam the door to the old world
And let the Dragon in
A wail of shadows is making the footsteps loud
The Past is covered under the rain of Ashes
A Future holds its breath to the Unknown
Take a deep Breath In and only let the Fire Out
It’s just another breezy walk for a lonely and unruly Dragon
The Earth stands still beneath its Steps
Because it leaves a burning Mark under the skin
of everyone who’s Trying to knock it down…
Let The Magic be your Compass through The Year of Dragon…
Happy New Year! 🎄
New Year's Brew
Expect the unexpected,
while scrolling through the Darkness of the Breathless World…
Prepare to walk through Bitterness and Cold,
while everyone stood still waiting for The Orders…
And hold your Breath when the world will get too loud,
it’s just The Games of Thrones where a pawn has no value…
Only Pay Attention
to the unpolluted waves of weakening neurons…
Some Words are just the breadcrumbs
from a dirty table of a phony mind,
to perceive the softest substance of your cortex,
-
to produce a gullible Playdough…
Let them to struggle through the finest Sieve,
in order to remove the Bullshit,
before allowing them to sink in…
And, Remember
The beaming sound of the Heart is powered by a fearless Light
as long as waterfalls are kept at bay and the Path is clear…
Only rely on YOUR reflection in the mirror! 🐉
An Allegory of Love is…
An Allegory of Love is…
When you open up your Heart…
If you don’t want to end up with a Poison in your blood,
contaminating your entire being till you stop breathing
Make sure you are able to flash the Dirt,
streaming through the pipes of your neurological system
Without leaving a single trace,
lurking among dark corners of the Unconscious Mind
Breathe out the Words,
which don’t even touch the ground
Extract the Images from a biological computer of the Brain
It’s just a gibberish Spam,
straining your Internal Drive and body’s limited Resources
Free Up a Space!
To let The Real Love come through
And flourish in your Soul one day…
She Is...
She is a daughter, a sister, a wife, a mother, a girlfriend, a lover, a partner, a soulmate, a source of life
and everything in between for you to get by and live
But only gets pushed around…
She speaks her mind among the silence,
under the rain of bullets
But only lies are able to penetrate a fragile digestion of words…
She is the sound of music and uncontrollable laugh
with a pinch of sarcasm bouncing up and down
But everyone’s sound is off…
She is a ray of sunshine
even besides the darkness
But everyone longs for the rain…
She is in possession of storms and heaviest hurricanes
- the most powerful structure of a fearless soul
But it tears apart any weakling stumbling along the way…
She is a timeless wellness
even without infusions
But everyone needs an expensive empty plastic frame…
She is a woman of so many colors,
painting her days in the most unexpected ways
But colorblindness prevails…
She is a book with one million pages
Manuscritos Iluminados in a severely injured cover
But no one is able to read…
She is got a courage of a spirited warrior
because there’s no one to catch when she is falling
But life doesn’t stop for repairs…
She is a superhero in her own world
Because she knows how to walk alone through the wild and cold world
when it hurts the most
And everyone knows
She is the woman who has it all and holds her ground
when the world is falling apart and no one is around…
A Tragic Muppet Show
I’m retiring from Life,
filled with an encapsulated Words
I’m weary of their Sweetness, pleasing senses
by poisoning any attempt of Reasoning or Comprehensive Thinking
I’m longing for their Savoury test
as an ambiguous motion to contemplate in mental roller-coaster
I’m streaming for the words,
infusing clouds with the steam of witchcraft’s Healing
I’m conscious of the Trumpets,
harmonizing every step through derbies of a constant Inquisition
I’m torched by the Views
of compromised devotees to Transgenic Transformation
I’m mobilizing Dreams
in dewy essence of everlasting Present Day
I’m grasping for a Clarity,
diverging a fluctuation of the Atomic Time
I’m disinfecting my Gut
from herbivorous sharks imposing the malnutrition on human’s Cognitive Decline
I’m bewildered by the sight
at the alarming rate of Animal and Human Slather
I’m dredging for a Breath
of unpolluted sentence from a Temple of your Mind
I’m grounding my Will to remain on top of the Wave,
instead of dancing with the crowd around an Artificial Fire…🙃🙈
Полёт Над Гнездом Кукушки
Дама…
Без собачки
Картина Пикассо
С улыбкой Моны Лизы
И в платье от Монро
В душе огонь и ураган из пепла
Слова несутся пулемётной плетью
Без выдоха и вздоха
Жизнь, как полёт над гнездом кукушки
Сегодня взлёт, а завтра босиком по снегу
Безумству отворяются все двери
И сердце истлевает на глазах
Театр одного актёра в черно-белом зазеркалье
Без аплодисментов и фанфар
Под дождём из яда
Непонимание растворяет мышечную массу
И голос захлебнулся в тишине
Растоптанное сердце еле теплится под тяжестью дождя
Дама
Перешагнула через гнездо кукушки
И сплюнув через левое плечо, судьбе назло
Закрыла к сердцу дверь
И выбросила ключ в окно…
About Author
I was born and grew up in Omsk. Omsk is a city in southwest Siberia in Russia, the administrative center of Omsk Oblast. It is the second-largest city in Russia beyond the Urals. The distance from Omsk to Moscow is 2,700 kilometers (1,700 mi). In the Russian Empire, it was the seat of the Governor General of Western Siberia, and later of the Governor General of the Steppes. For a brief period during the Russian Civil War in 1918–1920, it was proclaimed the Capital of Russia, and held the imperial gold reserves. Omsk is the administrative center of Siberian Cossacks, the seat of the bishop of Omsk and Tara, and the imam of Siberia.
As a child I was very ill. My food was a selection of different drugs, which led to my hair loss. So, I used to have lots of fun traveling with my mother, grandmother and aunt from one holiday center or sanatorium to another, trying to boost my willpower to life. As my first year at school was becoming closer and closer, my parents realized that I’m too weak to make it through at school. And to make myself stronger I started to go to swimming school. So, my first day at school was also my first day of swimming lessons. Since then, my life has been filled with school, swimming and summer and winter sport camp.
After ten years of trying to get through the school subjects in the morning at school and swimming at the local swimming pool in the evening, becoming a professional swimmer, I realized that I’m more addicted to reading an awful amount of books and not as passionate about sports as my fellow swimmers. So, I decided to try myself at Veterinary University, since our house always was full of cats, and see where it goes. After five years it went the wrong way. I simply couldn’t handle my emotions in a surgical room, confusing poor animals and shocking my teachers. It just wasn’t meant to be. Trying to take time off, after finishing University, for some thinking about my future, I ended up working as a sales assistant at the local clothing shop. As much as I enjoyed it, my parents didn’t.
So, one sunny morning I found myself on a plane flying to the magical fairy land - England. And here I am - a college student of English language. Since I’m not a party or sitting at home kind of girl, after my lessons I was working part-time as a dishwasher in a restaurant, making sandwiches in Burger King and McDonalds. It helped me to meet lots of different, interesting, hard-working people and make some friends. Soon I met my future husband and my life changed completely from every point of view. After two weeks of knowing each other we decided to announce to the whole world that we are ready for the big and dangerous next step. And one month later we were away on our honeymoon in Scotland. After one year we made a decision that we are brave enough to become self-employed and started up an independent business - Betting Shop. After five years of staying in business, fighting for our independent way of living doesn’t matter what, having ups and downs, as in private life and so at work, we expanded our family. Since then we have been living a complete circus life…
I wish it was a fairy tale story and I could just end there with “and they lived happily ever after”. But… in real life my prince charming turned out to be a heavy smoker and an alcoholic with a tendency to depression and a little care about running a family business… This is the time when you get to find out what you are really made of and capable of. Also, how easy it is to play an innocent husband if you are a local citizen against a foreign intruder.
I wish there was a book “The life after divorce for dummies” because it would help me to avoid so many mistakes I’ve made. The hope never dies but a heart might… When love finally knocks on a door there is no power to stop and think, only uncontrollable drowning to the deepest and darkest depths of mentality. Nor hath Love's mind of any judgement taste; Wings, and no eyes, figure unheedy haste. And therefore, is winged Cupid painted blind. To believe and forgive for breaking a heart, and let it… A strong mind would always question every step and see more than before because once the trust has been broken – the eyes will remain wide open. And only when the heart gets broken again by the love of your life, the dream, suddenly, becomes a reality. You walk away from Pinocchio in a hope to be alive again. It’s impossible to amend the broken heart but a true warrior won’t stop until the soul is at peace. And so, I shall walk my path till the spell will be broken and I see the light as I have never seen before…
