

Aion Dream
in the drop of rain sealed
thousand of my winter tales…
in the quiet of the night
I am covered by the thousand of veils…
in the hope are trapped
thousand of my thoughts…
…unwanted…
Don’t say nothing
Don’t say nothing
…because words are running away so quickly…
Don’t say nothing
…because i can’t keep up with you…
Don’t say nothing
…because words will always be painful…
Don’t say nothing
…because i won’t be here anymore to listen…
I will make my wish to the star
in this year last night
for love and peace to the world
I want to ask you my lord…
Dancing with the wind
I am dancing with the wind
it will take me to my happy land…
I am dancing with the wind
dressed up in rose petals…
I am dancing with the wind
but when i return home
you won’t be there to meet me…
Sad eyes
Sad eyes don’t lie
They are looking at me
…and they are saying
…”I love you”…
And I know that
sad eyes never lie…
Letter from You
You wrote that
you love how the wind is blowing my hair…
You wrote that
my eyes are like the pearl clouds…
and they can cure the world…
You wrote that
you need my hands because
you want them to put you into sleep every night…
You wrote…
…I love you because you just are here…
…Thank you…
The Dreamer
Is dreaming means to dream?
Is to dream means to be?
World is full of pestilence…
Will we manage to live within?
It pretend to be sweet…
It pretend to care…
But when blush flows out your pale face…
and you are starting to think that life is a beautiful ballade…
…He shows up with his troop of pain…
they surround you like the locust herd…
and they bite you everywhere with
their angriness ,envyness and jealousy…
They will do everything to bring you down…
to destroy you and broke you in half…
But you?…instead of running away…
…You will fight…like a fool…
… You will give away your life
but you won’t give up…
And you will die there just like that…
you will turn off like the lanterns after dark…
Then after few years when the world will forget you…
and one more body will lie down beside you…
…Some gravedigger will look at your grave and he will say
in kinda ironic way:
"What this man die for?…For the dreams?!"…
False Hero
false hero,
created for the mass…
or modest poet?…
will he change in time?
all the voices silenced…
return to your dream now…
next year there will be another,
I know you believe in it too…
meanwhile just go to sleep child…
because of the false hero
I will keep you in this tale…
will the modest poet ever
free you from there?…
In Your Dream
Sunny Island…
in the space of your mind…
…where you will stay forever under the moonlight…
because you are trapped between day and night…
nameless princess…
…you know that this world you can only imagine right?…
and as long as you are happy there and stay…
…I would say…
that no one will ever take this
happiness away…
Flame of a dragon
flame of a dragon is burning within me…
I can’t hold on as I used to be…
…since this one night…
…a constant fight
is going through my mind…
why I shouldn’t left it all behind?
flames of anger are spreading inside
and there is no longer a place for me to hide…
with every turn I will fall apart…
my heart will forever be pierced by a dart…
a dart of confusion and pain of unknown…
to the day in which my past to me will be shown…
In the darkest hour
In the darkest hour
when I am on my own
I will wear with pride
my life’s thorny crown…
…I will walk alone…
…I will carry on…
but in the darkest hour
when I have to go through the river of sorrow
and no one is waiting on the other side…
…just one question comes to mind…
…”Will I survive this hell ride?”…
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