For your birthday
I send you a song early in the morning
instead of a card
I send you my heart in four lines
you can listen to the sounds now
those minutes without me
won’t be so bad in the world of sharks
till the evening
till your cake is served
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When you dance to your own tune, people may not understand you, they may even hate you, or criticize you.
But mostly , they’ll wish they had the courage to do the same.
Massacre predicted tossed in a corner ignored
may the rose thorns pierce your hearts let the chocolates be your prison surrounded by wild river unloved unwanted unfriended the sadness in their eyes hunts you even when you turn your back escape is impossible
roses of the world are coming for you
millions growing in years to come
not the first time
the v day lost its charm
can’t be undone…
Rain is coming
but not a drop falls
the signs I read and see
but the obvious is not happening
I understand the nature
the freedom of the sun and moon
the prince of darkness or light
you are, I cannot decide
You are not telling me
yet you smile when I look at you
Am I, am I, am I?
your sunshine
when you cry?
Stepping together on this earth
is magical my dear
your heartbeat is the only thing
I want every day
to hear
Birds fly in pairs to a nearby tree
for better or worse
they always sing
and carry the perfect branches
to build their nest
Love needs enough love to survive
it always exists in our minds
even after it ends
the wedding is canceled
boxes of vodka in the garage
won’t go to waste
you almost danced
on the sparkling floor of the future
laser lights divided worlds
into skyscrapers and homeland
wrapped in thorns
instead of white dress
I feel your pain …
I run to the water lilies
from early morning hours
they are there – water birds
flying flowers – not drones
I look down on them
they lift me up
tiny giants
in ancient pond
Unwritten words
thousand thoughts
ignite patterns
unburry love
from underground
whispering
my own broken links
mold into the reality
I hurt no more
miracles like you exists
darkness belongs to a different
dimension of my life
must stay hidden on the bottom
of the ocean
must not be open …
