Love Is...

Love is not easy. 
Piece of cake? Hardly so. 
Love is tough 
and hard to swallow,


It is a pain, 
distant glory,
elusive and so far 
out of reach.


Yet love is like small, 
playful robin,
that sometimes would 
land on your palm and will sing.


There, somewhere,
there's secret power,
animating our lives 
during flight.


Love is enormous 
and also so simple - 
simply one look 
in your beautiful eyes.

Wings

I plan to be free
and to fly. 
Up in the sky 
where the moon's gently crying.


I want 
to be able 
to touch with my hands
little star.


I drew 
little picture
of wings that I made 
out of brass.


I crafted 
the pair
of wings
in my mind.


I went 
to the hill.
There I could see
all the sky and the stars.


I have attached then
those wings 
to my back 
with some nails.


I spread then
my wings
and attempted 
to fly.


And I flew 
for a moment...
adoring 
the bright little star in the sky.






  

Leap Of Fate

Following God
in his steps
He demanded  
to follow Him 
in the deepest of caves that exist.


Using no light
of my knowledge,
and transgressions committed  
I told Him "I can't".


"I see only darkness
in front and behind me,
I will fall on my face 
and I will break my neck"


"Close your eyes, 
listen to Me
and just follow" 
He simply told me 
and I did take a step.


And now I'm still  slowly  
and painfully falling
into the darkest 
and deepest abyss.

Come!

Come!
To my dreams 
and destroy them 
and laugh at me.


Torture!
My soul and my body 
- deservingly.


Tell me!
A story so horrible.


Punish!
My days 
and my nights 
and my sanity.


Leave me!
Not ever 
and follow me always... 
eternally. 


Provoke me!
And challenge my past 
and my memories.


Blame me!
You have 
every right to it.


Come to me!
Make me regret 
all my life  
even death.


Come to me!

My child’s eyes

Looking in your eyes

I’m fervently spiraling

down the deep

of your soul.

Melting down

the granite mountain –

my life that was

with violet fire of your sight.

One gentle smile

and I’m your servant,

until the end to serve the light.

I am the willow

that gives you shadow

when days are hot,

the sun is high.

I am the song

of gliding falcon

that’s watching over

your play.

Inside the bright

and motley rainbow,

you’re walking high

you always smile.

Tonight again

in your dreamscapes

I’ll come again

to bring you stars.

So we could both

weak up together

and walk throughout

the rainbow’s arch.  

Hope Swings

I’m waking up.

Another morning…

The rain is groping

gloomy threes.

Another day

is slowly crawling

upon the monochrome,

deserted streets. 

Just out of dark,

depressing dreamscape –

how much of suffer

is still ahead?

Then burst of life

from sudden laughter 

is pumping back

inside of me.

My daughter’s up,

the sin is rising,

outside a rainbow’s

glowing high.

The world is back –

now all in order.

”Hey daddy! Come! Today is

gonna be amazing day!”