HelenaHelenaThe sound of your nameGolden bangles and black curlsSet Troy on fire
Menthol SmokeMenthol SmokeAgainst the common beliefThe water-level hasn't consumedToo many mastsWith cruel pleasureEnjoying the taste of doomUpon her tongueIn fact most of them just fall Into the unknownLike do lost hopes forgottenBegging for a chance To sing their swansongLike shooting starsShining the brightestRight before they die;Their legacy etched in the skyThe ships sail straightAnd most of them returnAfter they learned about the seaDeafened by depthBlinded by widthEver losing land off their sightHidden in the smoke Rising from the tip Of your menthol flavoured cigaretteYou know it allBut at deepness' callYou dev
A Matter Of WordsA Matter Of WordsConsonants take seatTo dine with sharp dressed vowels A poem is born
Spring CrescendoSpring CrescendoCalendar starts slimmingIt orders change of wardrobeAnd so firm matter thawsTired of hiding flawsSidewalks exposed to solesLook bare-naked in the spotlightOf the occasional sun - Seemingly on the runEach step resonatesLike drumsticks in strict pace Like dance lesson without Pink rosebuds yet unbornMusic plays on and dresses whirlAnd on the twigs green pearls unfurlNourished by liquid curtain Its beads being combed by tender breeze
The Sixth DayThe Sixth DayWhat if the sixth day was a huge mistakeChariot of fire without a brake?A vision gone wrong, attempt ruined by handOf the bad seed, the ungrateful manThe twisted breed hastening their own fateBorn of lust, then only brought up to hateShallow caskets given too much free willBeasts on two legs always ready to killHeavens keep looking for righteous soulsBut madness is getting out of controlClock's ticking louder than conscience and fearThe horns are blowing when end's coming nearNight is hungry, graves are burning The bell tolls for death returningIts slaves will rise To blind the eyesOf filth been
Where Storms Come FromWhere Storms Come FromIn these arms of mine you wouldHave searched for light of dawnBut in the game of loveEvery king becomes a pawnKnight's shiny armour rustsAnd burning passion chillsWhat previously saved our livesNow recklessly kills!Who is now to say to meOh, sweet brother of mine,Where storms do come fromAnd what truth dwells in wine?Love - both punishment and crimeSlowly fading awayA riddle meant to stay unsolvedUntil our dying dayChorus:Tell me how to stay wholeWhen it rains in my soulThings go out of controlAfter first teardrops fallFears of past standing tallBleeding wounds they recallW
Counting StarsCounting StarsCollecting memoriesBy far brighter than sunThat brings life to our daysWith each ray of new dawnPicking small piecesOf lessons to learnTrying to grasp the flameJust to get my hand burnedI heard questions and answersStill don't know where to goHow can you tell Northern wind not to blow?Is there a hope For this poor heart of mine?Where do they keepThe heaven I can't find?Chorus (2x):Love I'm tired of fighting, maybe you are rightLet's just sit down and count the stars tonightI wonder what it is that makes them shine so brightI hope you'll help me find it out tonightWhen crawling aheadI
Forbidden FruitsForbidden fruitsTo me you're forbidden fruitsWhat means you couldn't taste betterAnd no other man before youEver made me want him soWith you I realized Love's not only four plain lettersWhy you're my only oneThat is just for me to knowOh, everytime you touch meIt brings a tide of doubts upon my shoresAnd everytime I kiss youI swear I will not do that anymoreBut then I stay awake all nightDreaming about how I hold you tightOh damn, it's trueThat I love youEven if it might not feel alright…As days go by I wishFor this world to be much differentWe wouldn't need to feel ashamedFor each sweet word we
The Life Out ThereThe Life Out There"Have you ever noticed there's life out there?" she whispered into his lips, smiled seductively and straightened her figure back up to let him see her bursting into millions of water droplets. The next moment her spectre was gone while he found himself lying in bed alone, his clothes soaked with sweat.He turned on the light, quickly sat up and went to the kitchen to make some coffee. When passing the mirror in the hall he saw his face paler than usual, with dark circles under his eyes.It was 3am, about the time when they'd be making love after a night out. 'On a warm night like this she'd surely like to go dancing' he
Forever BrideForever BrideOn an early winter morning a little flower was shivering with pleasure more than with cold, because last night the frost clothed it with white wedding dress... "be my bride, pretty flower" he said "let me kiss you and caress you, then dance with me through the night... sway in the rhythm of wind singing us a silent song of love" he lightly touched the flower to draw ornaments on the stem "you will look so dainty in front of the dark blue skies, your fragile innocence decorated with quiet beauty" he placed a rain of tiny pearls on each petal to underline his bride's purity "and when the sun melts away my loving touch through the
The Curse Of LoveThe Curse Of LoveIf LOVE was a woman, she'd be the loneliest person in the world… wearing her heart on her sleeve, ready to give herself away – to cry and lie and die for you and me, getting back so little for all what she offers… admired, adored, feared of, hated and in the end killed by people who want to get closer and closer, to rip off a bit of her heart and keep it for themselves, to imprison it in their dirty palms so recklessly… when they can't help themselves but to do anything to stay in her presence just to hear the murmur of her dress on dry leaves covering the ground as she walks all alone in the woods bathi
Of A Rose And A NightingaleOf A Rose And A NightingaleThe Nightingale seemed to enjoy silence and peace of night when he could just sit on a branch of an abandoned tree and compose his breathtaking melodies to express the wonders of this world spinning so fast...One night he decided to come closer to where people lived and he smelled the sweet perfume of a red Rose - a beauty shining through the night...He sat on a nearby bush and sang her songs of bright stars and a palm's warm touch, of how deep kisses taste and how cold tears feel on one's cheek...She was listening to him with passion and the more emotion he put into his songs, the more she blushed...Once
Most nad riekouMost nad riekouPopod kamenný most tečie ľadová riekaNiekedy dravá je, niekedy pokojnáOdnáša dni a roky sveta doďalekaJej breh je mostu tým, čím človek pre človekaCesta k jej koncu zdá sa zvláštne opojnáNad ľadovou riekou sa kamenný most klenieNaveky dva brehy spája stužkou sivouTak ako srdce nesie žiaľ aj potešenieOn pevne stojí, aj keď rieka sa vpred ženieVždy na druhej strane hľadáme svet divovHoc most rieku zviera a ona ho podmývaTo sa len s chladnou vodou ka
Sila laskySila láskyTak ako v mrakoch povodeňV ľuďoch je sila lásky skrytáČo pohasína, až keď svitáKrehká a silná zároveňA sťaby večná pochodeňHorí v srdci, ktoré ju vítaTroví ho, nikdy nie je sýtaKrehká a silná zároveňV ľuďoch je sila lásky skrytáKto už pocítil páliť mrázNaveky hľadá bolesť sladkúA uverí jej odpočiatkuHoci ho sklame každý razTú ranu horko jatrí časKeď nad spomienko
Hviezdy severuHviezdy severuSyn z krvi obrov zabudnutých bájíOčami vpíja drahý morský brehA šepká vlnám o ďalekom krajiKde ešte v nežnom zaľúbenom májiNamiesto ruží kvitne večný snehAk tam aj sú, tak majú farbu chladuA vôňu krvi rinúcej sa z ránPo dlhých nociach bojov o nadvláduNad dávnym trónom vytesaným z ľaduV kráľovstve vlkov, v smutnej piesni vránV plameňoch ohňa, ktorý nezhasínaSťa úsvit žiaria plavé vlasy žien
Ako odchadza letoAko odchádza letoNa jeseň padá zo stromovLáska jak z teba listyA do spomienok na domovVkráda sa opar hmlistýJa stojím tu a počítamSlzy, čo pršia z nebaA ver, radšej sa nepýtam,Prečo v nich vidím tebaJak telegrafných stĺpov rad- Spojení, predsa sami,Noc čo noc líhame si spaťS túžbami pred dveramiSlová len tíchnu v prúde dníDotyky vietor chladíKým sčervenie list poslednýBudeme sa mať radi?Či kým doľahne prvý mrázUž nebudem
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