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CHAPTER 1
For You
Seemed that she cried And went away ...
Is there anything that makes you tormented And worried?
No one comforts you.
The flower is too old.
Just only one you.
But if you called my name,
January 2003
Winter
Then they parted.
I will make you a new sweater By the gloomy sun of winter,
December 2002
Phantom
Maybe we had met Somewhere so far away.
Maybe we had met On an oblivious road,
We had lived And loved.
I am not hurting,
I am not crying,
I am not forgetting Love changed in a jiffy,
Maybe we had met.
Maybe we had met Somewhere we cannot reach.
Maybe we will meet.
January 2003
It Happened
It happened that An ant crept onto my feet,
It happened that A blade of grass Attached to my blouse,
It happened that A sorrow knocked on the door of my heart.
It happened that My joy turned out to be speechless,
It happened that Her lips turned out to be crescent,
September 2003
For Lucy
When I woke up at night,
When I got up in the morning,
Small question in many other questions.
When you smile,
There will be questions In your life ahead,
For now,
May 21, 2003
Somewhere
I used to drink bitters as sweet wine,
Somewhere,
Sometimes,
June 2003
In the Loony Bin
The first patient has the face of a three-year-old child.
The second patient looks quietly at the child Who has the wrinkled face of an old man,
In his mind,
The third patient is a young lad.
The fourth patient ...
Others' fates In which show them more human beings.
2003
Apple Flowers
Summer gone without waiting.
Summer gone without waiting.
Apple flowers were falling,
Once bygone autumn,
Apple flowers are falling Into my hands,
September 2003
Flamboyants
Under shade of flamboyants,
You were lost in thoughts of faraway horizons,
Whenever flamboyants are in bloom,
Whenever flamboyants are in bloom,
There was no you in my poem.
I was not sad nor being sorry.
Whenever flamboyants are in bloom,
March 2001–January 2004
My Ditty
If you said you were not in love,
If you said you loved me,
So each day goes by Without you.
I walk along In my humdrum footsteps.
Missing you Makes my heart sleepless.
Please Just ignore me.
If I said never would I want to see you again,
If I said already had I forgotten about you,
February 5, 2004
Reverie
Lonely moon,
Darling, wait!
Darling, go!
I go to the ocean.
I go to green forest.
I go to you,
I go home.
Is it the day you came into my life?
Dying autumn,
Is it when your soul passed through lands?
No.
Stop being sad Or sorry.
Stop being sad.
Or sorry.
Maiden's prayers,
If I die tomorrow,
January 2004
Heather-Bell
Where are you looking at, my honey?
Crying, are you?
Nights reside in bleeding souls.
Homeless cats crying out.
Searching for a missing Bible.
Oh, my honey, heather-bell,
February 11, 2004
In My Dreams
In my dreams,
I could not see your face,
Rain
No sun,
Rain,
And my soul in peace.
No sun,
January 2004
White Dreams
There was a girl leaving In a white carriage.
Until the moon of December came.
Immaculate white dreams.
February 16, 2004
Why?
Could not say a word.
February 2004
If There Comes a Day
If there comes a day when you feel desperate,
We are here in spring.
March 7, 2004
March
Something so heavy In my heart.
I ask myself,
This side is my day.
My sun.
Sky of your thoughts.
March 12, 2004
After All
Forgotten everything.
Forgotten everything.
But why waves buried me deep down at the bottom,
Where there was your face, looking at me gently,
March 12, 2004
My Freedom
My freedom Is a day when there are petals of roses falling on the
What is it worth being human?
A day dying on the ground.
March 12, 2004
My Diary
I.
II.
Your stories full of tears.
III.
Coming swallows Would wake up pure hope.
Would it be enough?
IV.
V.
VI.
In return,
March 17, 2004
A Song for Myself
I send love to the earth,
The earth,
But why, darling?
March 28, 2004
3 - 4 - 2004
Remain the scent of ardent flowers,
Remain the unforgettable silence In deep space of love,
Remain infinitely venerated souls,
Remain the warmth of love You left.
Remain me In horror silence.
April 3, 2004
Nightingale
Raining outside Cold wind.
Want to be away from you.
In rain,
Why apart?
My sweet nightingale,
Raining outside Cold wind.
May 7, 2004
(Continues…)
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