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Today

Tomorrow. No! Today! I will write my poem then post it, today. Otherwise there is just nonsense, Because regardless what I say, I'm a poet, a writer, and in order  To make sense of myself and my words I must write... they obey, thoughts, If I say so and write today. 

Titanic

She is an iceberg Lurking in the shadows of the night Making ships sink  As if there was no tomorrow
I wonder how cold is her heart How cold was it when first time Vanished the flame? Some questions are never to be answered...

Willows and Pines

Sun shine or moon light rain People follow people Nature follows itself It's simple and plain.
Willows and pines Stand and collect life into their trunks Into their roots, leafs and seeds... Growing steady through summer sunshine, Through winter snow. People run away but trees  Never get a chance to go. 

Tongues

Don't listen to their evil whispers, You have a golden heart, It too has a voice Its own voice is in no way smaller Than that of their tongues. Keep the gold shining, You deserve it to be pure As a dust of a star. 

Legendary Casket

There laid a man of great valor  And legendary will There was a rumour, A prophecy told about him coming back To the world of living. About how he would be the key for future existence. But legend is a legend only. He laid for another thousand years. 

We Are All Fools

Being fed with a dream that will never come Being raised to believe in super humans And greater worlds.  Being told we are extraordinary when there  Are billions like us. We are all fools, we chase the material, Play the statuses charade evil game, While the only thing that truly matters Is the fire within us and how well we keep It burning within others.

Truly Great

Everything truly great was already written. Why to bother? Why to mind? Why to mold thine self  Through this craft unkind? I am asking you oh writer, Can you come with a better story than  The Bible, Illiad or Hobbit? I bet you cannot!  Why to bother copying of their greatness, Better live your life fully and only then share And shed true, original, greatness. 

History Channel

Solomon's soul Pure ounce of gold I can see you control The whole as a whole On your way out You're full of doubt
Take the renaissance in your hand Make it blend and mend With Miss Universe That here now stands

Mister Whyet

"Peace and quiet!" Noticed mister Whyet.  And the labrador retriever Has appeared and chased a beaver Down the lane, bashing everything  And everyone like if he was insane.
"Peace and quiet" Heard him angel up the cloud saying. He immediately composed a plan, A refrain for a situation unfolding Into a divine game. The labrador chased the beaver back, And his lace got Sammy by the neck. 
She was dragged back to mister Whyet, She insisted the journey wasn't mild. Mister Whyet fell in love The cupid has shot an arrow from above. "Peace and quiet" said the God, Serving a child to a mother and a proud dad

Dead Eyes

I'm happy I'm sad  I'm good I'm bad I don't know why I never wondered The sky is blue but so am I Why do I still see you? The red rose flame brings memories back I keep on saying 'I'm not insane' but the tune Has stopped and there is no other creature More greedy or more corrupt