tiny teardrops

your cream is my music

"Your scream is my music" rage...rage against the dying of the light...I'm the only thing I'm afraid of... play me like fingers on piano..and press this fingers against me.. this is not a show, and this is not a song, i keep everything inside me.. or maybe i scream out of me?..i wrote dawn a human out of the space, and loud loud loud.. i th+nk

curl into smiles

i could get lost in this valleys in slow-motion move ...the curves generating sparks, and curl into smiles.. the curling smile.. the soft pillow.. the unspoken words.. the waves .. the drops on the edge, the mirror of the soul, the remain of hurricane, it slightly open and resting..ok so here it is, so i can stay and to see it blossom again? the unsaid things flow and th+nk

this is deja vu?

It was those nights, when you're sleeping, and it's totally dark, you look beyond the desire into the deep. and that made all the difference.. you ever look around and feel this is deja vu? “You know those nights, when you're sleeping, and it's totally dark, and absolutely silent, and you don't dream, and there's only blackness, and this is the reason, it's because on those nights you've gone away. On those nights, you're in someone else's dream, you're busy in someone else's dream.” pen on paper say: a new day a new week a new month a new year a new me?…. th+nk….

did you look back?

the world aren’t just words.. This is the point where I start to go a little brave and dreamy …I feels that i have dropped something along the way I guess the time was right only until this cigarette is ended..An echo from another time, another place. Did you look back? if not I can forgive you. lie down and wait for someone who said “happiness starts at self-love” do not fear. do not fear mistakes.text me pls..like the blanket tied around your neck. and see over the top of cabin where twilight and sunset are meet and the boy was sitting by the river. try to write letters on the water… but never become a words th+nk

monochrome me

monochrome me ...insomnia… no words just movement.? or no movement just words? heart beats faster ..what comes next, because I believe in angels …our choice these nights keep going… our hearts non stop beating… and you cannot stop it… you will not stop it…we are the same… all on the journey between weeks… smile… it would always bring the weekend little closer..th+nk

just sleep

Fingers pressed skin. Then danced apart. I teased. You joked. I laughed Stairwells were dreamcatchers. Stars were destinies. Songs became noise More words. More memories. More to admit. More to regret. You were damaged. I was broken. i fall asleep for an hour and nothing no dreams, no visions no sound...just sleep

... i never learned how to float there..

are you remember? i begged you to teach me how to swim…. remember?…. you say w’ll go to the beach one day.. and we’ll play with the waves in the sea because I needed to learn how to survive here, how to survive if I ever got caught up. But we newer made so far.. i never learned how to float here… But i will find a way how to teach myself.. So I just sit here and wait.. not exactly sure what I’m waiting for But it’s like waiting at the bottom of a swimming pool…. I can’t breath but I can still see you swimming trough the waves.. i will hold my breath and find my way back to the shore…But now we’re both lying on the sea floor.. i will learn how to survive.. and if not I will learn how to stay alive till someone find me here..

somebody was made from the same star as you?

somebody was made from the same star as you? I beg you,never stop listening to the whispers of every written word; But be aware, each word you let inside your heart, will lead you in an unknown way but you will hit your keyboard with your fingertips as a pianist would lay his finger an a piano keys You looked. I glanced. We met. I smiled. You smiled back. A sentence here. A metaphor there. A memory we both found beyond repair. I shared. You listened. You shared. I heard. You paused. we could lose our shirt, our heart, our mind, sacrifice our time and our plan, forget our goals and the order of our day, erase what we thought mattered, end the life we have if we decide we just collecting raindrops....

Judge not, that you be not judged.

sometimes

of course

45%

i don't know

inner peace... world peace

brainwave frequencies, pulse waves, heartbeats,
circulation of energy along the energy paths, crystal singing , Inner peace, world peace.

I went to the forest...

I went to the forest
And
I w'll back later

afternoon rain
the cat wakes up
and sleeps again.

no words,
no words pass between us today.
no words she said.
moonless night

its hard to get priorities straight when you like your works, your friend, your family, music, travel, and hundreds other things.

special

I like the way green beans squeak against my teeth when I eat them.I like the smell of paper fresh from the copier. I thoroughly enjoy buying office and school supplies. I like the way my skin feels after a turkish bath. I like using towels that are fresh and hot from the dryer,I like waking up on winter mornings, the air around me is so cold it stings my lungs. I like how the smallest most insignificant things can make life so special...

today