Untitled XXXI

My hand so stiff
my mind so blank
and me, what me?
so gone and mad

Untitled XXX

There's more to me
than you can see
a hidden side
that passes by
unnoticed and unseen
that's all that I have been
and soon I'll be gone
and no one will moan

Untitled XXIX

You may be gone
but times goes on
so make your mark
come on, shine on!
you'll be forgotten
other wise
though you were good
you failed to rise
so do it now
as you have time
do it now
as time flies by

Untitled XXVIII

I'll say my pray for you tonight
It'll be so loud it'll shake the stars
I'll make a promise I'll walk far
I'll do all that for you to shine

Stay with me for one more dream
and don't let go, don't leave without me
we'll take a leap when time is right
it isn't yet, though it's not far

Untitled XXVII

All that comes to me is sorrow
when I think about tomorrow
the persistance of a compassing time
always locks away my mind

And I get dry and grey and hollow
when I know... it's death what follows

Untitled XXVI

All the words have gone away
of this head that's gone insane
where wit tries but never grows
and the sight is blurred and lost

Foolish nonsense speak all day
and a game noone can play
Hide and seek of the unknown
and the fear of going numb

Untitled XXV

Oh! How I miss you
my black friend
I keep in mind the pictures
of blue ends
Help me write
just once again
help me pass
through that white fence

Untitled XXIV

I could write a million words tonight
but they won't mean a thing
being empty as I am

Untitled XXIII

Beast!
Show a little heart
you in the mirror...
It is there,
and it feels
though you pray
it ain't real

Love!
Love's not all
dare to give it all away
and launch yourself
to other ways
things more real
things like fear
or agony
those are not illusions
those are the most real
intrusions

Untitled XXII

Plenty of nights I do not sleep
it's not that I wake up in weap
nor in pain, joy or sorrow
never thinking of tomorrow

I don't know why that happens to me
it's not as if I feel or think
nor in lights nor in dark
I don't think I don't see
is this life? I don't feel

My winged bike (Children's tale)

I have a bike
which has wings on its side
It has also a bell
makes'em hard as a shell

You can ride it on earth
or on water or sky
but go out of this planet
that's what I'll try

I will go to the Moon
then to Mars and Neptune
I will leave on December
and be back in June

I will camp on the clouds
later on on the stars
I will take lots of cookies
and many chocolate bars

And the distance is big
even more than I know
But the more the Moon glows
the more I don't give a fig

Untitled XXI

ME, I'm not free
Father Time has layed
his unforgiving hands on me
and the chains of society
keep me locked to the colder
In the state I'm in
I may as well grow older

Untitled XX

I choke on this mortal silence
I can feel the cold
coming in through the windows
winter has come in a sudden_

I close my eyes
on this glorious night
Hear only my breathing
and my beating heart
A thought comes fastly
to my mind
but goes away
as it does time

Untitled XIX

I want to be cuddled
into the arms of the night
I give up in this fight
don't want to open my eyes
nor pronounce any more lies
nor a sigle word
or do I?

Hold me tight
mother night
hold me tight
in this final fight