Poetry and Writings

As the story goes about my woman  Is that I left her, she left me, Who cares about that psychotic spree? I keep on wondering why bodies collide, Why we met and then go bare Why this universe shuffles as cards deck I bet there is no meaning, no reason, For anything I just said

Prepare your venture for another adventure Everything is good, everything is fine I've got my own food, I've got my own time However, I'm losing it I'm losing my mind If there was ever anything to lose I lost it completely, but who am I to choose?

Suddenly, pain is lighter Suddenly, life seems brighter Suddenly, you belong here Suddenly, nothing wrong here And the year is not as cold, anymore

Puzzle If I ever to succeed at something Ever to have that big win Ever to feel great again I would probably blow it all way Just to see her face smiling When I know that she is mine  But that probably will never happen So I'll just soak in anticipation To hit the bull's eye once more And be true to the score Before it's messed up as if before

It's green, Green like hills and valleys  Of Schwarzenberg, I wonder what Arnold would say If he saw how green it is In winter, in Israel. 

Root for yourself, boy! Nobody will root for you as you do, For yourself, Play that movie of big success in your mind That grand mansion That cheque fast car That lady at your side The smart kids And the Labrador retriever I mean play it in your mind Without belief It still will happen

Время течет в некуда Я доживаю до чуда Или просто бутылки дна Всё что мне нужно  Это девушка которая Также заманчива как магия вуду Одинока, одна, вот только беда Что говорит мне она: "Одна, я тебя в жизни не буду!" Вот и пой свои стихи Млечный путь и небосводы  Девушка одна также заманчива  Как магия вуду, сказалы бы что  Ты кукла моя вот и терпи уколы сердца, Игла, и вовсе не жди в мире чуда

Fridge, bridge, flour. Drunken Santa walked out the door Opened the fridge and grabbed a muffin, Crossed the bridge still puffing, Threw the flour on the floor, What a calembour galore!

You are a cat and I am a man We don't have a reasoned plan You are a cat and I am a man Yet there is no good enough of whiskey blend I'm a cat and you are a man Petting me a purring ball of fur What has happened to our detour? I don't question this calembour

I made a step towards adopting a cat The question is however, Who'll adopt me? I am living on a chain of dark fears In my future there is no skill There are only forbidden tears