Smoke from incense

 I’m writing boring poems
 The’re a bit fretful
 I’m calculating this minutes
 To my punishment
 I’m running barefoot in snow
 I’m swimming in silver boat
 I swim in at this padlock
 Along keyhole
 Steam tease’s me
 It is very hot
 And I swim along
 I will pass all sins
 09:34 08.09.03 

The edge

 This isn't important anymore
 When death is just right
 When love complains
 And luck long awaits
 And nothing matters
 When envy hisses
 Nothing literally!
 And I'm going to disappear
 Just me
 When my freedom let me go away
 Then I will tell everyone bye
 And nothing will be
 And every one of them
 I will spit in face
 And you punish them for my sufferings
 All of them I'll win with
 My receivables will be paid
 I will move forward
 I will bounce in the sky
 I will get what I want
 And bent all the rules
 12:00 14.07.03 

Untitled

 I feel free
Capable of everything
I'm quail
I kneel before God
I want to leave my soul
When the moon is listening
I'm sorry for what has finished
What was from my life
I love everything around
I listen when heaven's calling
Yes, it's all the time
Squeezed in a leather belt
I fight with it
With my memories
And with everything else
I will destroy all those guilty

Scented flowers

1.      The clouds are in the sky 
Have beautiful shapes
Sky is blue
The stars give us a goal
Choirs:
Trees painted
And pine and spruce
For man, God gave that
And I'm looking at it
2.      Why can not I
Fly through this world
Sweet and carefree
Like this lily flower
Choirs:
Regret and pain gilled
Hate games
What purpose God gave
I will destroy it all
3.      I do not understand, I sough
In the crowd ...
I'm picking up for flight –
myself...
And so I fall down

17:47 04.10.03

Have you ever thought about birds, the most beautiful ones, those without a name … without a home, without a companion – emotionally and physically lonely?
Did you at all think about it ?! Beautiful, proud and unwanted, without constant stead.
…without translation, without explanation – proud and haughty.
I want to make love! Here, now … with you, day and night!
No, no, not true. I lie!
 I do not want anything from you. I would like there to be more adequate word than ‘love’, I do not like to make love…
 I like to feel that I am above my fears, that nothing and no one can beat me internal. I’m not thirsty for anything, some things I just need.