Dark closed cold cell,
Somewhere in distant bell ringing
Evanescing the sound,
He heard the sound,
He closed his eyes,
Tied his hands are
Chains on leg,
Too dark to look into his eyes,
No one knows what’ in there,
For a while now
The bell had stopped,
It’s all silent again,
Deep calm silence
Like death,
His sigh broke the silence,
At the same time in those mountains
A wolf howled,
He slowly opened his eyes,

Who is he?
Do you know?
You are wrong,
You do know him
So do I,
We all know that chained person,
He is the fire,
He is the spirit, the wind
The wind that used to
Blow through our blood,
He is the song
That used to make us wild
He is the dream, the craziness
That we forget as we grew up,
He is the child, the insane child
Waiting for the summer rain,

Do you remember him now?
Yes you do
Now open the door
Walk out in the ground
Look at sky
Spread your arms wide
And now scream, SCREAM
Scream for your dream
Close your eyes
See that dark cell
That chained man
Now you can look into his eyes
Its dark but still you can see his eyes
See, his eyes are determined
Look, his muscles are strong now
And now he is trying,
He almost breaking out of the chain,
Can he do it? Can he?
Well if you trust on him, then yes, he can
Just keep the faith,
He can do it
And look, he is about to...

misleading sonnets

Rainbows come, rainbows fade,
None did or does ever stay.
Life's best lesson is thus explained,
When the sun shines on a rainy day.
The wind that ruffles my hair now,
Shall be soon afar, forever gone away
Yet the fleeting pleasure moves me how,
How oft is today's trophy, tomorrow's clay!

Yet, not all moments become bygone,
Not all joy thaws asunder, shrivels or sway,
Like oysters bleed their pain to eternal pearls,
I ached alone all my life to win thy love,
Which none might ever see or speak.
Come, take my love which quietly wandered,
But never went astray.


The other day, I was in the shower
Watching the silver stream
Descend from perpetuity,
Obscuring me in a dream.

As I wetted my hand with water
I was drenched in its verve;
Engulfed in a trance so beautiful
I sought my unconscious half.

I put four droplets on the bathroom wall
Each small and round,
Gazed at them with sodden eyes
As they raced for the ground.

Each of them were in a hurry,
Trickling down the wall,
Jostling their way ahead
Crawling ,crawling, crawl.

One went dry before it made the sink,
One went down in a run,
The two other went meandering
Only to become one.

Four droplets sang the song life,
The sound of philosophy.
Ringing deep inside my soul
Was an insight poised subtly.

In the end it doesn’t matter
Whether you succeed or fail,
It’s what you have left in your path
It’s all about the trail.

A Dream

From this devastated hatred

Finally love will reborn

World will be healed again

No matter how badly it is torn

From this countless teardrops

And endless night of pain

Oneday happiness will rise

Dreams will peep again

Though now the ground is blooded

But soon thy bird will fly, the white dove

And world will be one like Imagine

Filled with peace and love

Going with the Flow

Staying with the river as it flows,
Our hearts pounding as the paddle rolls.
Staying in the boat with every blow,
to this climate our hearts begin to grow.

Staying with this river there is a leak,
our hearts pounding at the peak.
Staying in the boat through every bad streak,
our hearts are pounding like a humming birds beak.

Staying with the river as it moves,
our hearts are finally getting in the groove.

Staying in the boat through the rocks,
our hearts are almost locked.

Staying with the river down the fall,
our heart is finally calm after all.


Before there was light

Before the birth of dust

Before the inception

With my heart I chose the words

Before the earth was made

Before the origin of time

I stood with you in the rain

And added a little rhyme

Before hatred was born

Before mankind fought

In the depth of your eyes

I found the secrets I sought

Before there was light

Before the birth of dust

I wrote this poem for you

And hid it in my heart


Fuck the light

Let me dream

In this dark

Here I scream

They says knowledge

Is the light

But in the shadows

Of my sight

I find the wisdom

I find the depth

I am lunatic

Dark is all I ever crave

To me dark is

Where we blind

Where we all equal

Purest mind

Light is chaotic

Dark is peace

Dark my mind

Dark my speech

Desolation Row

Once I received a postcard of the hanging

I packed my bag and left the town

While crossing the bridge I saw them throwing

The king’s golden crown

And the defeated riot squad

They’re again starting to dream, you know

We all want you again here with us

In Desolation Row

Cinderella, she seems so happy

With a hope she smiles

Then she starts playing her mouthorgan

Zimmerman style

And in comes Romeo, he's reciting

"Deep in my heart I do believe"

And someone says, "You're in the right place, my friend

You need not to leave"

And the only sound that's left

After the wind blow

Is we all singing together

In Desolation Row

Now it is almost midnight

We are singing for you

The fortune telling lady and the Good Samaritan are with us

Ophelia and disguised Einstein too

The jealous monk joined us today

He’s playing what he used to play long ago

His electric violin all over again

On Desolation Row

We are writing this letter to you

With hope but don’t know if you’ll get it though

In case you’d like to know where we posting it from

It’s Desolation Row

In the Dark

Once I saw a light that shined

Shining so bright

I followed the glimmer from the night

I thought it was right

But the light was too bright

Blinded me inside

Now I’m stepping back again

Evanescing from sight

I look back to the dark night

The night is so polite

Where I know nobody

No one cares for mine

In the darkness of my cocoon

Let me again hide

If you want to find me

Look at the night

Look at this shinning

Darkest night