Dust particles of the empty words like

Left wings of the unvisible birds

Flowers

The storm of the words'n' feelings

H's like the wind

Frail and brittle stalks-it's time

To pass and die

Lightnings of feelings

The silence of the warm evening

Stars threw on the heaven like the seeds of

Flowers of hate'n' love



The rains streaming along the edge of the counter

Flowing down the shoulder and face

Cold blows of whip

The whisper of silent drops

Windows, panes of flashes'n' brilliance

The darkened by the grey fog of the gloom



Liberation'n' freedom

Empty cages out of pigeons

We were floated by the oceans

With the eternal prophecy in the hand



The poetry of the streets drowned in the rain

The green of the trees and the black of the night

Contrast of hope and hidden sad

Floods of tears-cold and soulless



Lost flowers

Covered by the dust of oblivion

Mercy hidden under the veil of the old splendour

The past

Immortal monument of hate'n' love

Of passion'n' desire



Sameone said to the mirror

When you're alone in your world

It will be the end of your dreams

It will stay just the sad

The green of hope the next blessin'

Left on the stainy table