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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?

Lausanne

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‘Inspiration vs. Reality’

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The thought is fleeting

The mind is bigger than corpse

The passion is painful

The dive is scary

 

Yet knowledge is eye-opening

And talent requires feeding

Silence is glorious

And company can be distracting

 

Reality is unreal

It is formed by our minds

The time passes still

As we keep on loading our clocks

 

Inspiration hurts

You can only write

Your vision is blurred

There’s no peace of mind

 

The soul flees through the pen

Into the page it flies

Whether it’s midnight or day

Your choices are sliced

‘Helpless’

lost in thought

Floating in the sea of helplessness

Among the biterness of nothingness

Within the routines and faces touched by sadness

Carried away in the fate’s darkness

Pondering over world’s unfairness

Searching for the promised brightness

And the unlikely happiness

Hoping for some kind of loneliness

But you’re never alone in your human weakness

The minutes run away into nothingness

You’re left with less and less time before death, drowning deeper into hopelessness

‘Ticking Him Away’

Tick

I die

Tick

I try

Tick

I wonder why

Tick

I smile

Tick

I cry

Tick

I find out why

Tick

He said goodbye

Tick

Oh my

Tick

Let the rain cry

Tick

Let the sun smile

Tick

Let him try

Tick

Let the blue rose die

Wall clock

‘The Mistress of Time’

Stupid

Being the mistress of Time

I thought I’d avoid disappointment

But even you were to betray me

I tried to reach

But you were already gone

Your voice falling deep in my memory

Always the same

Bringing more and more mysteries

Waiting

Tick

Tick

Don’t leave me

Tick

You’re gone…

‘A moment, a second and shot’

A moment

– That’s how long it takes

A moment

– And there’s nothing more to face

A moment

– And in the world there’s for you no place

A second

– It’s time to let go

A second

– You’re no longer here, what for?

A second

– Maybe you won’t even notice, though

A shot

– You think you’ve heard it or maybe not

A shot

– A wound filled with acid, one thought

A shot

– Will everything change for the better or worse a lot?

A moment

A second

And shot