.birth.

you, with the yearning
glances
floating in
eternal gracefulness
hail to those who love
you, in the nutshell
sailing
nowhere to
my unique princess
fail with those who love
resist, contain
reach out again
nothing lasts
forever



.statue.

a view from above
a copy black-white
movements in circles
repeat and rewind
motionless centerpoint
statuesque saint
lost
in this moment
bound for all time
struggled to swim with the stream
but my arms wouldn’t move
ignore the waves
rapid eye movement



.snowdome.

my sweet grey violet
stagnation playground
the state of bursting inward
plastic nimbus
my sweet silent whisper
a secret
reveal me
reveal me
forever muted, my pulse
the wind, the words, so far off



.paperscraps.

written on snowflakes
the ink is not dry yet
sleep away what will awake
too soon
too curious to hide
rebuild what’s never been
let reappear what’s never seen
the ink is already dry
every written thought
encoded in blue scribbled tangled lines,
enigmatic letters
snowflakes turned to rain
read away my words
my words
abandoned on a throne
paperscraps to fall



.clouds.

meaningless words from my mouth
just to make you stay for a second
i want you to care about me
sweetness and a candyday
i want you to feel like i do
no more walls to defend to
no more lies forced to believe in
no more underpart to take in
no more surface when i’m diving
no more walls
as hours went by
in seconds, i soar
drifting away
from here



.cocoon.

billion steps and random voices
the wind the words so near
too close
the bitter taste of a screaming world
irritated skin
too real
should i be here ?
should i be near ?
gravity lullabised to sleep
overflow in hibernation
illuminate, growing immune
spinning — ambling glimmer
an eye-closed-view from a cocoon



.path left.

the feet on the ground
the head in silence
no movement
words kept aside
last flickering
of the citylights
last picture curved
inside the memory
nothing more to see
nothing more to be
who the hell do you think you are
no one will remember you
you, my friend, you have to leave now
you, my friend, you have to leave this town
run



.path right.

the feet on the ground
the head in silence



.offshore.

a reflection of my self
in outlines
drawn on the surface
of the moment
golden sunbeams, embrace me
pictures collide to memories
in the nutshell
sailing offshore
heading somewhere
beyond someone
maybe finding
may it be
maybe searching
may it be



.billows.

innumerous bubbles waltzing
slowmotion
no need to hide away from the undertow
completely immersed in a stream of
warmth and grace
lucid reality in a diffused distant dream
sway, sway little thought
concience loose
perceptional symmetry
think away
beyond the billows



.wadded thoughts…

… of a sleepy mind
in a kiteflying dream
losing my eyes
in the morning dew
embraced nowhere
should i be here ?
am i awake ?
left solitude to be alone
cold wind
whispers in my ear
the moment of perfect silence
fades away soon



.lullaby.

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