Universe Broken Apart in My Hand, or Thoughts in a Nasty Day
If one day the whole world
Will be in fire,
And heaven will raining
With dirty and hate,
Take wings that I shared
With that poor dreamer,
When night's going under
And waiting your spring.
If one day you'll see that
The prettiest flowers
Hide loneliness cruelly
Cutting your mind,
Go quickly, run out,
The road is empty -
Desire will leave you,
And friends turn their backs.
It's coffin. It's shadow.
See stars that were lost once
In hair of Angel
Who missed you so long.
Do nothing. Keep silence
In holy amazement.
Existence is ended.
Days never go on.
The sense you'd been searching -
Just yesterday ashes,
Just words of the crazy,
Just snow on child's hand.
It's very important for me as for a creator when people, reading my poems, say something like you did. then I know that I write not without a reason. Thank you.
