Runner

Run away

Where ?

Take a breath

Of what?

Think clearly

How?

Is nowhere good enough to run away to?

Air is so contaminated with ignorance

Role it, lick it, smoke it and feel the trance

To ignorance

Heaven of pathetic dummies and idiots

Hill Billy

Cheesy Billy

Riding a dark eastern stead

In downtown valley

He got lost in the alley

Designed by silvery threads

Of him people got weary

His words sounded silly

They all laughed at everything he said

They all thought of him a dummy

Returning smiles to their faces of mockery

And always giving the best he had

But the slivery threads were very tricky

Found a way through his unattended injuries

And in time hardened what’s left of his soft heart

Requiem for visions

Lines

On a sandy beach Plato draws eternal circles of life

At his side a boy draws spirals after each tide
The waves become enchanted with every line they swallow
The lines take control of the waves and then send them to the ocean into gallop
They ride quickly, hastily towards the setting sun
And then they loose there way in the boundless ocean..

Planet Bogus

Amen to this, amen to that

Lo and behold the crappiest conceptions of all 

Eat, lust, and make your shot

Aim at the truth and let us fall

Jam that love and twist that heart 

And don’t ever think about blaming yourself at all 

Cast the light far away and let us crawl

To the doom of humanity

A destiny foretold

Emancipation of the soul we often seek with our calls
Shredded prayers to the Maker of us all
Take us to the right way Lord, let our truth be unfold

A seeker's path

I first connected to my God by the force within

Now it’s the time to know Him better by sin

Although to my deeds skies and earth would shout with disdain

By His mercy I eat, sleep and sin again

But after each moment of sinful joy comes great pain

A strong ache that hits the heart and makes me insane

A wanderer I am in the desert in agony for rain

A soul that resembles to a pot of water that always drains

In this tormenting journey of mine there’s always something to gain

Friends, enemies and most of all some craziness so that one day I become sane

Sometimes I walk, sometimes I get to fly and sometimes I just take the train

In this life one suffers, cries, bleeds and falls many times so that he can rise again

Drowning Jonah

My mission was clear

The orders were simple

But the burden wasn’t easy to bear

At least that’s what I thought

Instead of taking my mission’s route

I ventured into another way with a heart beating fear

I walked down a tunnel; or so it seemed

I found myself wrapped up by dark waves of a raging sea

My lungs grasped for air

That’s getting each day scarce

I sank in an ocean of sharks and whales

  No one of them tried to approach the human who failed

I thought after a long time of drowning I’ll soon hit the bottom

                          But my body kept sinking in this bottomless dark ocean
                                    
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