The apple cries when you peel its skin.
You do not care; you cannot see the tears.
You smile as your knife cuts through its tender meat.
You cannot hear the crying of my soul.
You do not see the tears of my heart.
While you tear me apart with your selfish love,
My soul cries wild, and you let it die.
You asked me last night “Do you feel better now?”
I felt like a dying swan, lost in the empty skies,
Steering her eyes towards a murky sphere in pain.
Singing her last song of phony fairy tales
Into the night as it awaits her with laughter.
Standing at the lake, I feel the snow under my feet.
It is a cold and windy night.
I close my eyes, and listen to the silence of the deep.
There is motion below my feet.
I can sense the marine life under the ice.
A roaring fire burns in my heart, as the snow settles on my shoulders.
It transforms the black night into extremely white.
A murky shadow moves away from me: my life.
The lake is motionless, the buildings around me are hiding,
solitude surrounds me, unyieldingly alive.
I call your name. A dead bird is crying
a melody of hot summer nights. “Can you see me flying?”
Flowers are burning; sweet memories are making love.
In the dark, a bird is crying; frozen sounds arrest my mind.
I lost myself in you. You left me in an abandoned paradise.
I am dancing on my own. The night is crying.
“Where are you? Who are you dreaming with, tonight?
Can you hear my voice in the dark?”
The snow keeps falling, and I am standing on the lake.
Politely, I chat with the stars.
Your abandoned kisses encircle my soul,
covered by darkness, and the virgin snow.
I lay my memories to rest in my hollow chest.
I am dancing on my own. The night is crying.
A murky shadow moves away from me: my life.
I was flying, in forbidden times.
I was bathing, in your brightness at night.
I was getting closer to your heart…
You were always my embedded light!
I am attracted to your boundless charm.
I am a spark, from a diving star.
I am in love with your radiant mind…
You are always my embedded light!
I will swim in my crazy dreams.
I will enjoy your life-giving kiss.
I will forever acknowledge your smile…
You will always be my embedded light!
I’m locked up in the prison of memories –
where the sun-rays never arrive –
sitting and waiting for an orphan spark
to fire up my frozen heart.
You are light years away.
Loneliness and darkness surrounds my soul.
They confined my songs, in the Halls of Silence.
Your last kisses still dancing on my lips…
like dying flowers in the autumn breeze.
They are waiting peacefully to die.
The murky skies whipped the stars;
even the Moon has melted away.
Darkness is the ruler of the times.
I feel cold and patronized…
And my tears land on my heart.
I was sailing through murky nights.
I was chasing a brilliant light.
I was protecting it from the winds…
You were always my beautiful dream.
I am living kiss on your tender lips.
I am morning, yet to arrive.
I am soul, in the prison of love…
You are my sparkling, wandering star.
I will be the perfect groom, tonight.
I will be the symbol of forever love.
I will be the one, who may never die…
You will be the word, in my burning mind.
Did you lose your job? Did you find the reasoning too weak?
You must tell your children, they will not have bread tomorrow morning!
They have nowhere to run.
When you look into the mirror, you feel surrounded by emptiness.
You feel, you are alone
in the dark, without relations and friends.
In the darkness, you feel alone.
You search for that forbidden summit,
somewhere, in far-away lands.
You search everywhere, you cannot find it.
It is hidden in your mirror.
They said, “There is nothing to hide.”
I asked them, “What happened to the skies?”
They answered, “There are no more roses to blossom.”
They said, “The world is flat and crazy”.
I asked them, “Do I have to be hazy?”
They answered, “Time is not for the weak.”
I walked away to find some silence, and piece.
They blocked my way and disturbed my rhythm.
But I danced towards paradise, and smiled.
They called the winds to break my mind.
I laughed at them with an arrogant smile,
As they carried my heart into their darkness.
They sang a song that smashed my hardness.
Children of the devil have stolen my providence.
The winds conceded their voice to faraway lands.
The stars painted my fate with flames.
I still carry the weights of my failures,
Nobody thought me how to correct my steps.
Love is an endless pain in the end.
If I could actualize my future,
You would never become my nightmare.
I would not plunge you into the dusk of madness,
(as we ran on the road to living hell),
I would not toss you onto the moon with velocity,
(as she progressed to her glory through the sand).
If I could actualize my future,
You would never become my nightmare.
Today, the pain is my only reality:
a hollow mass grave of dead summer nights.
Together, we had only past, no future to arrive to,
(regardless how beautiful we were, with or without),
tomorrow we become shadows in the nights.
The present is a wild storm in our crazy minds.
Today, the pain is the only reality:
a hollow mass grave of dead summer nights.
Flashes of dying lights from a gloomy sky,
Thunderstorm is my climbing aspiration,
Came as lightning from the murky clouds.
We flew under the cover of the night,
He brought frost to my flaming heart.
The Devil and I danced in the skies.
He served me with a diverse salad of fear:
Frozen fruits of loneliness and pain.
I sliced my head to show Him to my emptiness.
“Can you read my spirit, can you feel my sense?”
I asked, “Do you hear the cries of my unborn children?
Can you feel my pain?”
He just looked at me and smiled.
“You feed me with pleasures, I feed you with pain.”
The angels were portioning the silence of the night, and
I danced with the Devil, in the shadows of the stars.
Times were flying. Lives were pursuing fate.
Broken words filled the atmosphere.
A lost child sang her hymn to a crying soul.
A dead bird was spacing through the core.
Forgotten memories marched on dirty water.
A scream hang unconscious on a tree, frozen.
I felt a barren kiss on my fertile lips:
Pale shades of white illusions.
I am walking along the riverbank of dreams.
It is ten degrees below zero, but I feel the heat.
The water is cowered by ice, yet my heart is burning.
Thousand frozen emotions wrestling in the sunset, as
I am listening to the silence of the harshness.
The wind carries my imagination to your soul.
Sweet memories surround my spirit, deep inside me.
Your beauty paints the sky with colors of awakening, as
my soul hangs onto love-melodies. Meanwhile,
your last kisses are dying on my lips.
I wish to arrive to myself, to the summit of our forbidden love.
To re-discover hopes, and to forget bad times.
I am walking along the riverbank of lies,
In the freezing cold, with fire in my vein.
My heart burns, my life melts away.
Soon the ice will break, and the river start to flow freely.
The surface will gossip, while the deep will breath in silence.
We will run on the riverbank, together, and love will rise.
Black birds will sing under burning skies:
‘You in my heart, me in your mind.’
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