28 May 2020

Category: Poetry


Give Me a Beer 

Sober or drunk, does it matter when the world is gray and no love is free; it has to be earned. Can we escape dreaming of paradise and fearing hell? Or just order one more beer which can lead our minds to somewhere safe, somewhere green and sunny. A place where love is the air we breathe.


Hearts Don’t Betray 

In the gloaming of the leaving June day, we tend to hold each other’s hands and promise and give holy words. Because it’s summer, because we are young and because the world seems ours for the taking. Everything is possible and achievable. Darkness hides away. But September comes and the rain with it… What’s a cold January night to a broken promise decaying in our heart? What’s the nipping wind of despair to a betrayal?


Running with the Wind 

My father’s death provoked me into thinking about life and what’s after. Is there anything or just blackness awaits us? Does the rain feel as refreshing as it does on a hot summer day? Does the wind whisper in our ears the same soothing chants? I hope so, I hope so.


A Song for Time 

Time is a complicated thing and our relationship with it even more so. It’s everywhere and nowhere to be seen at the same time. And sometimes we get frustrated by it to such a degree that we just want to get rid of it… as much as it does with our hopes and dreams.


The Beginning of Spring Green 

Spring has come! The season that marks the rebirth of everything – plants, trees, animals, dreams. However, I am sitting on a stump in the forest near my favorite bubbling brook, but my eyes don’t see the river bank nor my ears hear the twitter of the birds. My mind is my all senses, I am far away… away on a beach with a wistful smile.


I Have Been Waiting 

I wrote this poem in a moment of emotional numbness and exhaustion. In a desperate attempt to recharge my battery, I spoke. I spoke to all the things that can melt away the ice; that can be my July morning in the chilly night of March. I spoke.