Blue Lights

In lost island,

water and boat, I

will never know you.

A volley of stings.

I bleed inside, without

single drop falling out.

There will be no

tiara, to put on the head

of pain.

Play on flute,

before the sunset. ... more

A Pinch Of Salt

Was there a purpose

to wear mascara

and nestle in giant

clouds?

You scare me

holding the candle

burning at both ends.

What was the

confusion before jumping

from the bridge?

O moon, I always

loved the honey ... more

Becoming Yourself

The fear right

below your skin, festers.

I listen to hissing sound of

simmering muse.

Space between the

words suffers. There was

no meaning left by

unspoken ties.

The castle of dreams crumbles, brick

by brick, in the hands

of ... more

Sacred Horse

Charging at the

huddled moon, palm

leaves release the

elixir.

I watch a beautiful

death dance, pouting

her lips,

very quiet.

Oh, precious pain,

come again. The

rock wants to

commit suicide.

My ... more

The Myth Of Truths

After you gave me a

split rupture,

there was a mirror pain.

The bruises get away

without mercy. A hand will

write reversely a poem.

You cannot erase

the stink, which comes from

the mouthless words.

And the ... more

Take Back Your Swallows

You let go, of me

to wear the hawthorn's

crown, to probe, what I

wouldn't know.

In the ending was

beginning of a fragile

kiss of waning moon, before

the daffodils fall on ground.

I try to forget

the number of steps you

have ... more