piektdiena, 2024. gada 8. novembris

A letter.

In morning mist of road unknown,
I step into the ground alone,
He feels the slightest step of mine
Each whisper of the trees and wind
Gets lost in pomegranates and wine...
I step into the Shadow all well known
Unseen to pressure of society
Unseen through mortal eye.
The world turns all around me
And all I see is pitch black sky.
You surround me
In heavens
You surround me
In the dark
You surround me
In love and sorrow
You surround me
And your touch creates a spark
Unbeknownst to skies and heavens
Unbeknownst to mortal life
Unbeknownst to simple treasures of the daily
Spring seeds and lightest leaves
Created autumn rot a wife that weaves.
I sang the songs upon the Heavens
And they didn't hear a word...
But you were there when I was almost torn apart
Your love means depth to me
Your darkness and the silent mystery, bless me with your peace,
Protect me with your sword
The seed of mystery
The Darkness and its lord.
The one that owns the treasure of the Depths...
The one that owns the key,
The morning springtime beauty,
And silent autumn Sea -
Oh, bless my heart.
For it belongs to thee.

ceturtdiena, 2024. gada 12. septembris

For the pearl to never see the light of day.

I want to run away with orcas

I want to wash away the lies

And all the burdens they all put around me

Like fishnets leave me for demise.

I am no fearful person

For I do not fear death

I've seeked and seeked beneath the ground

And digged

But instead of water and creatures they

Told to stay away

I was left there never to be found,

For the pearl to never see the light of day.

But when the sun lit their only living sky

They told me to never use my wings

Took together off, to fly.

And I watched them.

And I thought -

It wasn't foretold.

It was just a coincidence so bold...

And continued digging.

For they told me to do,

And I never dropped it

Until I do.

The Call was a lie.

They never wanted me

To fly.

And I looked up again.

All the dirt and ashes on my face.

A fallen angel?

Hiding in disgrace.

"What is wrong my girl"

Someone asked.

A teardrop reached my eye

I looked up

And I basked.

The lies and human nothingness

Was leaving.

And washed away, the songs of waves of shore

The nets off legs unweaving...

I'm weeping.

Was that all that land has offered

Sold as illusionary pleasure

While all we did - we suffered.

I unmade the ties.

And into sea threw out the lies.

With turtles I went away

And I saw the Old Ocean 

Large Blue Waters

And that was the last day.

otrdiena, 2024. gada 6. augusts

The Sky

The world is repenting

And thoughts go to dust

The Lords are rejecting

Their Inside Lust.

The world reconstructing

The broken amends

Together we're facing

The Faceless Trends.

The world is announcing

That sin has repent 

Its own reconstructing

Denouncing amend.

I attend. Chairs are empty around

I attend...

The world is rejecting

The new thought aligned

That seemed like the old

That in scrolls couldn't find.

The history re -

Where. Re -

Re -

- peating, - penting its Eye.

I am recon -

Recon -

...

- structing, - necting


The Sky.

pirmdiena, 2024. gada 10. jūnijs

Black Sun.

I really don't care about your coloured nails
All I can think about are the rails.
Amber eyes, the skies, ah, yeah, seagull cries
Amber eyes, the skies, ah, yeah, seagull cries.
Promiscuous are my thoughts
When I see you
I lick off my fingers of ice cream,
I need you
Right there.
Sit on my chair,
Harden the noises
Your body that poises
Above my soft stare
Hold my arms bare
Until I scream that I need you
Oh, honey, I'll feed you
With soft love
Hard love,
Trained to contain
I can barely hold myself
Whisper right to my heart
Your lips make mine part
But I will keep words that are foul
I miss your
Body language.
Body language
Of soul.
You make me spread it
In halves like my senses
And all the past tences
Become wholly one.
Please, baby, I'm cumming
And I am becoming
Yeah, I am becoming
So foul and 
Undone.
My reign has begun
My reign has begun
And I know that
You are The One.


piektdiena, 2022. gada 28. janvāris

No one will control me,
I'm a lightning field
I'll strike before you touch the depth,
With power that I wield.

No one will betray me,
Thunder is my friend,
I am a source of light
And even you don't see me
I remain to stand.

I'm the deepest water,
And dry as desert sand,
A wild blue lilac
That you won't understand...

I'm a lightning field
That will never bend.

otrdiena, 2021. gada 14. decembris

Ох, душа поэта, та что готова дарить тебе цветы
Лишь чтоб напомнить, и светом в миг заполнить две звезды -
Твои глаза на небосклоне, как в нутре они по чувствам ждут.
Ох, душа поэта... напоминающая чистую реку
Где незабудки синие так искренне цветут...

otrdiena, 2021. gada 24. augusts

Throw the dice.

I hate to be wrong, I hate to lose,

Life pours me lies, I pour some booze.

I wait and wait, I hate that feel, like

You're there, alive, but nothing's real.

You say I'll heal, when I am down,

I cut myself with my own crown,

I waited for the doom to pass,

And years ago I had more class.

Restrained myself, I put in chains,

With fire flowing through my veins,

It boils, it hurts and I blow up,

Each evening, there is nothing there for me to stop.

I look at the stars and I ask why,

And maybe, when there's time to fly,

It answers nothing, silent, closed,

Same feel, same old shit with people who ghost.

I strive to be me, then I strive to be nice,

A board game of masks

And I lost my dice.