SOMEDAY…

I’m so closely under the winter sky
That hoping to catch a wave,
Someday I’ll go to buy bread and accidentally
I’ll leave the country…

Apurpose

We are on different sides of the walls,
It is clear that something went wrong.
Voluntarily give up in your captivity.
The best the enemy of the world.
Voluntarily go under the knife
To pull out from the inside
Of the word. If someone is waiting – That,
Turned off my head.
Shatters my armor, scatters to the nines.
You doing exactly that, dearest,
The most tender fear in the world. Want some?
Here it is, keep my poems …
I have nothing more to give.
I speak the truth, without husk.
Give me your shoulders hug,
Give me a few minutes of heat.
I lost faith in the power of an evil fate.
You see, I come ….
Itself has come to lose…

Dope…

Get scared year by year stronger
If get into the habit of death of old friends
And feel like crying, don’t even to cry as well make a wailing!
You realize what not in forces anything to change.
You don’t touch other people have nor tears nor pain.
You don’t need anything, you’re only busy themselves.
Your task is unusual, but it is painfully simple:
As soon as possible to destroy itself.
No love left.
Held fears and pain when from defeat of needle you choose control.
You’ll forget who you were just 5 minutes ago.
Your memory degrades your favorite poison.
Do you really proud of yourself?
When vomit from a throat gushing like a river,
When the next day, every joint aches,
When the desire to experience the thrill strangles like a boa.
You have your hands to just call,
And the voice is needed to talk about it,
Your legs need to run behind it,
And the money just to pay for it,
You say that you’re free, you scream about it,
But you depend on from what you get buzz .
Doesn’t remain anybody, neither friends nor enemies,
When you look at the world in the volume contraction of the pupil.
You seem to be together or like friends,
And you share with him all those that you have,
You’ll give him now and he will take
And a month or a year your best friend will die.
And you’ll to grieve why it happened,
Among both of you had is yet a third enemy,
You need to decide what you will do with it,
Or you or he: one on one, face to face.

I’m Hardly Breathing

Hardly breathing…
I’ve been waiting for that hour
to say
how I need
pressing to his heart:
“Don’t go away!”
And hardly breathing
I waited for that chance
to embrace.
Slow jazz swallow us
for the last time
Believe me, just believe…

Noisy Station.
People to hurrying through us tripping over on bag.
Leaving the family some on years, somebody on the one day,
But someone forever and never come back.
Smiles on their faces,
longing, despair, hope, support
and tears of grievances.
Life is a timetable but we are the trains
that at the right hour disappear from sight.
Sing to me, amigo, sad song about the abyss and day.
Fifth Mahito. Chewed filter…
Prayers to the saints.
Solo on fibers of the dusty of the soul.
Not self-fulfilling prophecy!
So many explosions in my head.
Night. Waking up in a cold sweat…

I’m hardly breathing
I’ve been waiting for that hour
to say
how i need
pressing to his heart:
“Don’t go away!”
Hardly breathing
I waited for that chance
to embrace.
slow jazz swallow us
for the last time…

In the City of gossip, where the money to solve problems.
To solve instantly. Knock down like ninepins.
In the taverns of thousands
of poor his hangover cures
by Port Wine while their children
the passed through the vein of the drug.
Dilemmas into people. God has a system.
But people without God and Faith.
Hi to them.
Give them a dollar and the euro, or a portion of circuses
instead of the sun and sky.
You know, our society shares the years of depression,
illnesses and complaints.
Our cruiser goes to the bottom, but without the songs.
Do not laugh! I am honest!
And what I have dreamed of:
a large family in a familiar spot, close to Paris.
Real estate in the center, and not mold in the huts.
At nights feeling sorry for himself, I thought about the blade, but when has
sobered up – I knew I am stronger than the Universe!

She

She is generally a bit strange …
Such unusual and spicy …
In appearance insanely tender …
And she’s far from serene …
She knows how to love much…
Doesn’t hold any by force …
Her dreams don’t involve money can …
She’s go with such different paths …
She doesn’t like pathos and insignificance …
Injustice, lies and pride …
And despise the mercantile bitches …
Which a dime a dozen around …
So she don’t care what you’re talking behind back …
Loving her is not necessarily the crowd ..
And she’ll not try to please you
And if you’re gone, will not come back …
With her a hard .. impossible … unreal …
She can laugh, cry and then instantly ..
Love and a very long wait …
But not having waited, fall out of love, minutes, approximately for five …
She’s always dissatisfied with something …
And maybe not on purpose, to make a very painful …
So impulsive, so principled …
And my God, insanely sexy ..
For what to love her, why is it necessary?
When she so is incomprehensible and difficult …
Looking into her eyes, you’ll understand ..
But touching to her heart, you’ll not leave …

Song Of the Soul

Let’s stop this revolution.
Let us as soon as possible get rid of this illusion.
In my head the mess and confusion.
Stop it all.
Help me prevent my fall. I pray, save my soul!
I can’t to be with you without you!

You, you keep me in suspense, it’s a state of mind.
And I, I try to get away from this by going to the other side.
We, We’re so far from each other. How it all to understand?
This can’t last, you want to rest but I was not able to stand.

Stop it all.
I pray, save my soul!
Help me prevent my fall.
Let’s stop this revolution.
Let us as soon as possible get rid of this illusion.
In my head the mess and confusion.
I can’t to be with you without you!
I’m almost ready to . – What did you do?
I so loved! And your answer is “Me too!”
My desperate call
Stop it all!

All out of control, we need to stop this madness.
Now let’s get it all back, but I hear retreating steps.
In every dream I rush to meet you, losing my mind.
You make me mad, I did not see a way out, but I can find …

My desperate call
Stop it all!
Let’s stop this revolution.
Let us as soon as possible get rid of this illusion.
In my head the mess and confusion.
Help me prevent my fall. I pray, save my soul!
I can’t to be with you…
without you!
Stop
it
all!

About Us

Let remembered us forever young
Nightly Stations New York subway.

Embarrassed, enamoured, drunken and nettled
from what
the the whole world
in front of our feet lies and waits
for confident steps.
From the freedom that will go away with the years,
From words spoken to each other.
In transparent glass on the tram stops
Let the will remain for ever Reflection.
Poems that we have read with expression
In shabby jeans and worn sweatshirts.

And let the not forget our the way
Sleeping Stations New York subway.

When you and I we were young,
Embarrassed, enamored and drunk
When we had a key to every door.
Now we will only memories. And that’s all.
Alas, not all dreams
given come to pass
And according to the unwritten laws
We are all fated
to one day
be separated.

And will be reminded of runaways
Deserted Stations New York subway.

My October

Walks skipping rain on pools,
Collecting leaves in a bouquet.
Delicious tea and a good books,
Sadness October negated.
Wind knocks at the window with a whistling,
by Minor singing the blues.
Chocolate and movies with meaning
Debunked longingly alliance.
In the parks of the city beauty-red.
Quietly splashing blue pond.
Autumn, too, is happy.
Smile and create a comfort!

There are things more important than bars and clubs.
There are Feelings. Your hands, your lips … And smiles ..

And people were saying – ” Love Only Once!”

And they themselves will give up their phrases …

many times.