the smell of rain |
I like the smell of rain after it's goneAnd that very often fake and almost never kept promiseThat you might find somethingWaited for long timeThat maybe you will find your smileWhile Tomorrow'll pass...
Posted by on Wed, 14 May 2008 12:39:00 GMT |
voice of heart |
White and blackGiving birth to all colors of rainbowI can hearMy skin is drinking their sweet nectarGentle touch. and it's rainingRain in your eyes, colors are meltingUnpleasant taste in your mouthYou...
Posted by on Sun, 20 Apr 2008 03:20:00 GMT |
all mornings are different |
7 am. sundayTired head and wet eyesSoft melody from next roomAnd precious mature voiceCrushing into dust lost pieces of my heart.From the spot of my window Naked branches Lazy dancing in the world of ...
Posted by on Sun, 20 Apr 2008 02:53:00 GMT |
the rest of poem "lost"...called "Love" |
My heart is all changedThere is nothing that once used to be...On the streets down thereI hear songs not for me,On the walls half-aliveHe draws pictures of She.My Heart - new world for twoFor He...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Mar 2008 00:48:00 GMT |
lost |
And again I’m walking to home by myselfThinking about the day that just left behind me.Looking at the trees that are colored by autumnThinking about summer of Love that is gone.So many pictures ...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Mar 2008 00:12:00 GMT |
for u |
With the sounds of SpringWith the wind from the oceanWith the sunlight of morningOn the wings of your needsIn the eyes of sweet memories Ill knock your walls of sorrow.Ill come with winter stormTo c...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Mar 2008 23:02:00 GMT |
