Poetry and Writings

One time, you write me your rhyme Two times, your lips kiss mine Three times, the world is changing its shine Four times, people dancing in the lines I escape to lonely island Where I am acclaimed Like actors from the movies I am not ashamed  Because my nature is sort of tamed

Sober In October I'm ready for a lift Time to snack And make it to the rift Sunsets Bloody sunsets They are the gift Time to wrap it up  And drive away with a drift

Swift and kind Out of stature Out of mind Wind is blowing off the signs People still indulge in what is wicked Rage makes them sick and blind

Child in me Youngster you see People are falling Failing at your calling Set me free Let me be It's all right to weep at night Grace is sunrise And quite moon at nine You'll be fine

Aggravated time and space My mind is blown and so is God's grace Nonsense, a pure calamity. Are you out of mind, Wizards of creation kind? Fuck you. I'm denying the existence of sublime mind God is a mad man so is the human kind.

I can't stomach it anymore I am stuck in here forevermore The gut is not what it used to be, The brain rules the show. If I cut the brain then it's an end of all If I cut the gut, I won't be able to stomach Anything at all.  What shall I do? How do I win? Troublesome this whole...

What can I say? What can I do? Life is today Life is for you Plenty of nothing Plenty of dreams Rubbish as something 'Rubbish!' - it screams. 

So tired of loneliness Chances, you lose your holiness Dust to dust if you must But I agree I have no trust In thee, don't envy me Just burry me I will risa again when the time is right Don't forget me my friend Hold on tight to the trend One single song will unite the land

Peace and anger they unite An explosion like dynamite Kill the groom and fuck the bride No toleration to either side I'm a demon from down Hell Quit bitching and turn your other cheek So I could slap it hard as well No place for snowflake freak Jesus won't abide Playing on the downside Fuck your Shabbat and Sukkot too I rot in Hell Why shouldn't you?

Loneliness... Oh, loneliness! What will I do when you are through? What will I write at dead of night? When the doom is near And the rest of the world Trembles in fear Loneliness. Oh, loneliness...