Friday, 21 January 2011

Existence



In the existence of time, breath of time, your fingers, arms, stretching to me...
your fingers touching my face, blindly...slowly..I`m made from special glass, you say,
you never can touch me inside...but you see inside me..you telling me :your thoughts are transparent, your skin is so thin, i can see the clouds in your head, remember Magritte? I can see the milk in you, the life, the tears, i see your body from inside...
can you feel all this space ? it `s so huge, out of the time...
can you feel my injuries, blood, organs, bones...
can u feel my time, creeping slowly from me.
without even words, the silence between our times
is enough
remember the head of the death woman,
my century? death from stones, open eyes
she was death even before...
this woman could be me, this woman Is me
under the stone pile,
some red strips of blood on her head...
is that me? this is decor ,but for real
theater of our actions, just I don`t see
where is the word : H U M A N
out of time

My waves



Lonely waves
come into the shore
of soul,
neglected,
abandoned
forbidden fruit
of the heart -
heart with the
shape of strawberry,
heart of loneliness
my waves striving
just to You,
to your
lonely shores
dark dusk around
no stars
just sound of your
waves,
in color of blood
your blood
on me,
My body is
sacrificed
into your waves
your endless sea
of pain                                               
your endless hug
reaching back to me                     
again and
again and
again....
emptiness
eternity,
Holiness

Wednesday, 19 January 2011

My Ocean 3



Deep blue ocean
with dazzling fishes
they smile to me
they make me swim
be hypnotized
be taken away
Its not dream
this place still
exist,
my warm ocean
my escape,
no island,
no earth near
I swim until
i get tired
and go down,
fall down slowly
to the bottom..
i rest,watching
the clouds above me
they have form
of the continents
They miss me too
I`m here
swimming, taking
my breath carefully
then I`ll fall
all water will come
in my lungs
I`ll dive deeper
i`ll see ocean
galaxies,
ocean stars
sparkling, in darkness
I turn into fish
with orange
yellow sliding
skin
i wont go to air
it hurts...

My Ocean 2



You are the sea
I swim inside you
like a fish,
golden sparkles
above me,
deep blue waves
inside water
How I feel like
fish?
as if i`m in the
stomach of big
fish
which is You,
the sea, wet
amazing,
shining...
bubbles sound
No other fishes
except me
I`m flying
swimming
feeling just calming
water                                      
How to forget
the pain of
the air outside...
I`ve tasted it

enough
My fish eyes
used to the wet
dark blue of you.

My Ocean 1






I am the fish,
the one who
swim in the red sea
I`m the first and the last
The one who
my Beloved
catches with
his hands
the one who many
wanted,
he touched my
scaly salty skin
He tasted me
he came inside me
like water.


* Fish like Christian Symbol
* Beloved
* water

My Wind 2



My wind,
were you
in my fingers,
my hair,
sorrowful
moving slowly
all my words
are gone
i have no
words inside
my tongue
dont exist
I sink into
eternal
silence
of the dead
how much
I wanted this
death and
she came to me
I was so high
flying
as always
without to
notice the sharptrees
trying
to grab me in their
hands, and I fall
fall
fall
down slowly
as light leaf
asleep
deeply
without
memories
just Cold Sun
in the sky