I understand people's suffering, people's pain, more than you will ever know yourself.
What angel saves, /strong> What saves angel, in century, the rose from neutral coloring, I still know. Beyond, I do not know the ritual: what angel saves neurosis when the tears, in...
My anxiety poem I write a poem today it will die tomorrow. It rises on its shivering feet of words it catches my attention and pulse as a living creature in another century - higher,...
A weak world a weak world. the rebellion is in me I withwraw into hell. in the hell of my own words. here, the last of the possible adventures which I can support without tearing myself...
What can I write for you to like me? All great words were already said before.Better I keep my silence. RightWords Translation
I'm my worst enemy. Nobody does to me what I do to myself. RightWords Translation
Thank you, beloved mother Thank you, beloved mother my star from dawn! without you I am afraid that the planet would get colder. I have worn your vigor, you have grown me, you have...
The devil was born without horns - they were given by the woman. RightWords Translation
Death acts like a prostitute who eventually lives you without breath. Perfumes and colours, 2007 RightWords Translation
The most simiklar two households equipments are the washing machine and TV set. The first one washes clothes and second one brains. RightWords Translation
Expectation I'm in an expectation Only the children are passing near it playing slowly with everything existing around them from buildings ready to collapse to the most pure form of...
The small gifts Small gifts of air and tired light, Of a more distant God. Vague signs On the back of his graphs. When everything you have love is sinking slowly In air, light, in the mud...
Infinite These solitary hills have always been dear to me. Seated here, this sweet hedge, which blocks the distant horizon opening inner silences and interminable distances. I plunge in...
Ravens I am feeling words as if they were some ravens with the implanted beak in my heart feeding on night after night with my blood, growing like in a nest, well warmed,...
Night moths Night moths attracted and drowned by the reflected moon for each one of us elsewhere! But anybody doesn’t see the gold necklace from lake’s neck! ......
And if you ask again whether there is any justice in the world, you'll have to be satisfied with the reply: Not for the time being; at any rate, not up to this Friday
There is one in me There is one in me who struggles to fly And another has drawn deep into the abyss To suffering and love for humans I rise an ascending with an wide open thunderlight!...
I salute my angel every day I salute my angel every day good morning Mr. angel I tell him, but no answer I always make two coffees, but one usually remains untouched I asked him about...
Straight-away the ideas flow in upon me, directly from God, and not only do I see distinct themes in my mind's eye, but they are clothed in the right forms, harmonies, and orchestration.
Any law which violates the inalienable rights of man is essentially unjust and tyrannical; it is not a law at all.
Being right is is not always enough.