We need a quiet soul.
Without storms in a life.
They feelt always but they don't know.
Life is a big ocean.

in captain's logbook

two-faced walls
hot inside
cold outside

a water road must be your eyes
will take me to your heart
no closing your eyes not even a moment
life will end when transportation stops

very bizarre
turns into real role
in films
I am afraid
the role takes place
in life

no matter
crossing borders
sometimes need
for realize dreams

you were sleeping
while the stars are drifting in the sky
you woke up from a nightmare
you just told me what you saw
the truth was more terrifying

and have never held responsible for flowing blood
the bullets from the guna leaf fell from more branches
share how you mow the wind
leaves from the trees still will not give up

extinguished the last candle
room was dark
suddenly plunged into dreams
silent screams into own
bombs exploded
deaf ears did not hear

the only witness was the walls
mutes wouldn't tell a secret

like bees and flowers
we couldn't shopping
our ****** fights

song of wind
in the time
travels soul

in lost cities
I left
my footsteps

have no reward
into anyone death
final curtain

if you like fish
you should not be afraid from water
if you go from water you won't know the fish

question that
is every last is a beginning
if answer yes
please do not rush to move

in my dark cell
a chain sound
do you hear

mirror is a snake
for old
time trap
pulls the vortex
deeps are kills
dark hides

the life is the devil game

but my boat didn't have a sail
what did those outside the wind objected to

the largest gambling
x x x x x life x x x x x
if you throw the dice in which
winning is not clear

our life was a old song
you forget it words
you said never forget
you didn't keep your word

I given fodder to dead a fish yesterday
They said too much
I know ,it is a blind alley
the problem was already there

colours are rich
eyes tired

this is the big profit

no matter
like a flood
life drags us

and you'il start from somewhere
you'il walk ,even if it is hard
human is prisoner to road

who was more insane
hard to make decide
it has be to neutral
the waves and shore
must leave the judiciary to the wind

today is different live again
the sun said
rain time
maybe necessary be selfless
for everyone

bite have in my heart
countless perpetratos
the worst I can not feel
whose pain
hard to debug

must steal the fire
for life
have a high price but
for junk warriors

the world of return is in one day
there are days
cost of life
the first day I saw you
unforgettable

a small kiss
in your sweet dream
be happy
not important impossible

and a picture
every life
in time table
can you see
dimmed traces

colors are rich
eyes tired
languages are silent
haul in the hearts

you knows
each bird is not fit in your bag

have to scream like that
sometimes will never be heard

everyone is playing to time
no one not heard the ticking of the clock

each sediment is prisoner in own weight
aware of whom who are not aware of

I was afraid from dotless sentences always
just because we can't stop

crazies in angry deserts
they went chasing a mirage
they didn't saw of cactus's water

a breakwater must be in everyone's life
while fleeing from the raging waves
a port in a storm

relaxes you

there is one my wrong
like you
always camouflage
in our own pit

there is one my question
I don't want answer
from anyone
like you
always speechless
in our own desolate

there is one my road
like everybody
intrinsic
always silent
in our own loneliness

there is a traveler of each road
until the last ship
dreams that occur less
because coward steps

what was your worst fear as a kid
you are laughing now
you grew,you still have fears
you don't give up

you shouldn't be afraid from fearless living

pours a tree leaf
your cold eyes in my front of
the body wears out of doubts
when your shadow at his door

when putting the ultimate point life

glaciers are melting
people with fire
burning the world

it's not far
major disasters
everyone is waiting for

houses without roof are single criminal
from our cold hearts

on the limits roam
a toy in the hands of the winds
drifting into the unknown
or
live rutin

who will make the choice
ask us question

enjoyment waves
with the coast plays
sands doesn't matter
but fishes are bother

a scream
when we born
why

we then understand

a echo
when we die
remaining

water was steam
easy for sun

hitherto

shell wounds but binds
                                 the bloodshed memorable
               once was very different
    today's landscapes

the man said the fishes
they love the water too much
the death of separation from the water for them

same lovesicks

high walls were built
for others
both for themselves

why dreams and realites

in springboard
how much will not go up
where you will fall
well do the math