Monday, September 12, 2011

Smoking blue dust

Like a bird I fly,
like the wind I sight,
as a star in the sky
in the waves I die.



Sunday, September 11, 2011

Егоизъм

Още първи ден, а вече искам да се връщам,
като в първи ден твойто тяло да прегръщам,
бленувам да усетя пак ръцете ти,
нежно да докосна аз лицето ти.

Като чиста сладост усещам твоят мирис,
от цвят червен се разширява твоят ирис,
като огън върху лед си ти за мен,
неконтролируем хаос, безсистемен.

Само първи ден, а вече искам да се върна,
като в първи ден твойте чувства да обгърна,
като огнен скреж да впия бледи устни,
да слеем сърцата ни, на вид невръстни.


Monday, August 29, 2011

Together Against The Law

I notice you among the shoal,
I see you at the end of the hall,
I hear you in the impervious gall,
I feel the sulphurous haul
and I touch your lips in appall. 
I don't care about the intense brawl.
Fuck them all!
We're together against the wall.


Friday, August 19, 2011

Through the path of sorrow

Sister of pain
coming to drain
my blood in champaign
for the sister of vain.
 
Sister of shame
burning from my flame,
claiming I'm to blame
for this unfair game.

Sister of confusion
calling in delusion,
no one coming for transfusion,
I stood without a conclusion. 

Sister of tears,
people think she clears
your mind from fears
but nothing disappears.

Sister of knowledge
giving away her storage
that I have to receive in college,
too early to acknowledge.
 
All sisters of sorrow
are here for my marrow,
to walk me through this narrow
path I chose to harrow.

 

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Never forgotten fairytale

Once upon a time
there was this lonely girl,
living like a mime,
she gave it a whirl.

'It's a real whirl', she thought,
although it was still not enough,
she knew what she really sought,
until she'd found it, it was tough.
 
So once upon an accidental time
this not so lonely girl
wrote the beginning rhyme
and threw herself in the real whirl.
 
Her infernal blessing
began in this random day,
now she started dressing,
her soul she could display.
 
And once upon a time 
she had so much companionship,
pursued her loneliness to be prime,
she was taking her wanted trip.
 
I'm here to catch her when she falls,
she deserved to live at last,
no more prison among these walls,
she won't forget about her past.
 
Now once upon this time
everything seems weirdly alright,
she feels satisfied and I'm
her mirror, soul sister in delight.

Friday, July 08, 2011

Colorful black hole

I'm not afraid of the dark,
wearing my colorless sark,
standing in my elusive ark,
I'm afraid of the spark.

It the park daily I take
my dose of blessed fake,
trying to forsake,
wanting to awake.

I don't sing my songs anymore,
I don't play them more and more,
fighting in my own exhausting war,
all I wanna do is touch the floor.

So many things I can't resist,
from one to another I still twist,
not even knowing what I insist,
I just know I want to exist.

Don't want to feel so confused,
even though I'm still not accused,
I thought I can't be amused,
maybe I wished to be fused.

Everything has to slow down,
to stop before I drown
and regret for calling a noun,
can't run away from this town.

Here I'll leave this final mark,
I'll exist and I will hark
and maybe I'm afraid of the dark,
maybe I'm desperate for the spark.

Now I wanna get back in my ark
and put on my colorless sark,
just to go back in the park,
I just want to exist and hark...