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‘Mountains’

Grey mountains’ peaks

Topped with white snow

Peering through the clouds

Everywhere you look

So majestic in their coldness

So raw, so sharp

Untouched by the human’s hand

Untrapped within civilization’s traps

 

What is a human?

So tiny, so weak

Thrown somewhere in the middle

Of the nature’s boldness

Who does he think he is

To interfere with all creation

While being just a tiny piece

Of the great puzzle?

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‘Was it a dream?’

Was it a dream?

The beauty, the mountains, the lake

Was it a dream?

Constant happiness, joy, no stress

Was it a dream?

Dark brown eyes looking so sweetly into mine

Was it a dream?

But then above the clouds I fly…

 

Can we ever keep a dream

Or will it always die

And make us search once again

Not knowing for what and why?

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‘Blue’

The fog reached out from the sky like a silver ladder

Connecting the sky with the water the colour of dark blue

The infinite blueness covered the view

Anxious, mysterious and true

 

The thoughts reached out from the mind like a silver platter

A cry for knowledge, a cry for sense

The infinite hunger covered the view

Anxious, mysterious and true

 

The mind reached out to the nature in hope for it to matter

Unsure of its origin, unsure of the aim

The infinite uncertainty covered the view

Anxious, mysterious and true

 

The nature reflected the mind, in truth

The understanding never came

But the hope lingered that the existence of both

Was the destiny’s intentional move

‘Perfection’

The water is moving so silently

Whispering the story

Of unlimited bliss.

The sun leaves the trace

Of warm sunbeams

On your skin.

The wind messes up your hair,

Plays with the trees.

It’s a delicate breeze.

The guitar is playing

A few feet away,

People are smiling through the lyrics.

You take a deep breath,

Lose yourself in the moment,

Life is perfect.

‘Like the wind’

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Lying in my bed

Listening to the wind blowing

So strong

So fearless

 

Sweeping off everything on its way

Sweeping off the sand

Sweeping off the leaves

Sweeping off the trash

 

Now the pain gets swept too

Can you feel it? – the fear as well

Now emotions tremble

Taking the last breath

 

Put aside the weakness

Forget about the past

What lowers your confidence

Don’t let it last

 

Be like the wind

Own its courage and strength

Everybody who’s on your way

Just blow them away!

‘ ‘Tis what you seek’

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Dance between the lights

Dance between the trees

Dancing in the darkness

Dancing with the leaves

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Falling on my cheeks

Little purple flowers

I’m surrounded by the power

Of their sheer beauty

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Singing to remember

Singing to forget

Moments that blacken my soul

And make me regret

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The secret’s in the smiles

And in hugging the world lovingly

Love yourself and respect your body

Cherish the life as it is

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Fight for your dreams

And believe in a victory

Dance and sing along the way

What you’ll find is what you seek

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Thanks a lot for the following award in the Rally:

For this week I’d like to nominate Julian Javier 😉

‘I turn to moon too soon’

The Moon was but a Chin of Gold

My world does not finish on you

Now I know what I should do

Forget

Though the sky may still be blue

Though my love may have been true

I can’t

I can’t keep on accepting that you

Never really had a clue

About love

Yes, you know who I’m talking to

I’ll never again think about you

That’s it

My patience finished before came hot June

My eyes turn to stare at the moon

I love it

Blue roses in its light bloom

I will reach it very soon

It will never turn me down

And you will stay in my memory as a cartoon

Which will be lost in my heart’s doom

Goodbye … too soon …

‘Wicked weather for a hurt heart’

Tempting tempests

Stylish storms

With wicked weather

I dance at dawn

At tricky twilights

And twee ones too

I spin and spill

My words onto winding vines

As my mind makes a missile of thoughts

And my hurt heart hurries like a hurricane

 

‘Worm corpses’

Hundreds of worm corpses

Floating reluctantly on the surface of the deathly waters

Left in oblivion

Left without a clue

How to pass away with dignity

Do we really know?

‘Blue rose’

An artificially coloured rose. A white rose is...

 

Magically glimmering

Dark blue eyes in the night

The proof of a different love

The proof of hidden desire

You never know what to expect

You never know what’s the secret of its heart

Shining in the mysterious moonlight

The blue rose of our love