BROKEN SILENCE
I’m standing naked
in front of my own fear.
Only him and me
in front of the mirror of life
And I’m watching him
with wide eyes opened
and I’m asking him,
is he afraid of my ego
and my crazy desire to win.
He looks silently at me
my fear,
indifferent,
without a blink of an eye
without a heart,
and no hugs.
But now I feel like I’m prevailing,
crossing all obstacles of self-pity,
and the curses of the evil men in black.
And I feel my big fear shrinking
as I walk on my toes,
overrunning years of nonsense.
And I was born again
in the glare of the Universe,
free of burdens of the life
free to fly,
somewhere where no one
can touch my wings
of dreamer.
MIDNIGHT RENDEZVOUS
You who have never
crossed the boundaries of dream
teach me to shout
from mountain tops
at the end of the day,
teach me to open my hands
clenched in fists
and do not be gentle
like those
who give kisses to everyone,
without tenderness.
Do not be false,
latent and arrogant,
be yourself all the way,
be the one
who does not leave his heart
in himself
but gives it to beat
in someone else’s chest.
And only then
will I let you
into the caves of my loneliness,
wilderness and silence,
too silent.
I will allow you
to cross the boundaries
of all limitations
and enter my heart of infinity
DREAM
In what dream
did I see you
and did I preserve
your surprised gaze,
and that endless
silence
that steals my
dream
every night,
and breaks my heart
and breaks my arms
and seals my lips
so that I don’t
scream,
so that I don’t invite
you
in long
and purple nights
full of longing.
I want to touch your hair.
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