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Envoy of the Hell of Heaven
Of a Chessboard-Black and White
Friends for foes and contradictors
Measure good the same as evil
Hate lovers
Hedonic altruists
Deranged normality
Inertial activity
Obsessively possessed people
Agents of own paranoia
Power of the noble rabble
To protect tormentor’s rights
Staring blind men holding hands
Clearly aliens- not a friends
Whine and whimper, mumbling preachers,
Outline of Anarchist leaders
I'm sitting at the table, on a chair and in pencil on paper,
I'm sketching the future.
I have survived the last decade alone because love bypasses me
like a disease or a plague.
Go to the witch for the love potion, because I'm sick of being
a guest in someone's life.
Too much uncertainty, questions, negotiations and too little action in such a situation.
And so I sit, think and ponder my fate: live ethically alone or
pathetically as mate?
Surprised gently after what you did to me dear,
I looked at the bottom of my heart and realized that you left there, apart from gestures and unspoken words, a whole pile of promises never kept.
With a heavy head and heart from pain,
Rushing forward, despite everything, I am looking for a place where I could
heavy luggage and bad thoughts throw away and rest a bit along the way of hardships. Somewhere, someday I will succeed.
A path up the hill leads through the Naivety Forest. The top of the mountain cannot be seen because it is drowning in Cloud of Dreams. To cross the river there is a bridge. Leaky. You have to cross it even though your heart is bleeding.
I buried bad memories under the tree my love.
I put torn words into the river of life. The fire will finish what has ceased to exist, dispel the nostalgia of northern winds.