To the hell with sins and gain,

To the hell, I feel no pain!

To the hell with soul bows,

To the hell with all the vows!

All I feel now is the love…

It was truly way that's tough,

I don't know what will come next,

Though I've finished my text.

24.01.2007

Speak with me

Speak with me when it is time -

I will tell you what is prime,

I will tell you what is right,

I shall purify your sight.

Speak with me when no one listens

Though your courage truly glistens,

Speak with me when no one hears -

I will be eternal ears,

I will be eternal eyes -

Those of universal size,

I may open many doors

And to show you where each goes,

I may help you find the way

Where you'll never be the prey,

Where you won't be rubbish shelf …

Where you will become yourself.

Where your deeds are all the right,

Where your conscience feels alright,

Where your never know the fear,

Where inspiration is so near...

But speak with me, speak at long last,

And please, get rid of this disgust

And never fear what they think,

I am your only and last link,

I am your only and last chance,

I am what's being called 'six sense',

I am the vision in the light,

I am a sunray in the night.

So speak with me with me when times are hard

For I am your eternal guard

Who's granted vision to decide

What's good and bad, what's light and night.

So speak! I'll tell you of your life

Whether you should emerge or dive,

But if your thoughts and deeds were foul

Then I will speak myself - your soul...

24.01.2007

Success

What does one strife for, if not success?

Constantly pressured, each day in stress?

What do I care? Listen or not -

Poem's successful, still being hot.

For politician it's measured in voices,

And for musician it's all in the noises.

For the reporter - it's in sensations,

And for astronomer - in observations.

As for the priest - it's measured in souls,

And for each medic it's counted in bowels.

For common mystic it's in divinations.

What of the killer? In annihilations.

For simple writer it's in the novels,

For complex digger it's in the shovels.

For undertaker this one's in corpse,

For the oculist this one's in orbs.

It's in new places for endless strollers

And for all merchants all in the dollars.

And for the army it's in the wars ...

Now do you see where successful one goes?

And for the planet it's in the us.

Want be successful? See where this goes?

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