She sat with a smoking gun in her hands
told you that she has a modern love escape plan
while you partially believed
you trusted more your selfish heart
and your eyes searched for another way out
while you lied and played your cards so smart
you lie so silent in the middle of the night
she takes her tears and washes off your doubt
you thank her 'n you search for a way out
while she fights for a way to get you precious freedom
freedom of thought
she promised a star and bought you the whole sky
you laughed and said she oughtn't have
that your silly girl should forget to dream so high
that it's past time you left and played some poker tonight
that you'd have a lifetime to regret your youth's impetous fights
she took her gun and blasted your picture off the wall
her soul's wall shattered inside out
she looked you in the eye and promised she will give up the fight
you laughed and said you needed to play some poker tonight
and while you disappeared she swore she'd haunt and hunt you caped in moonlight
she pawned her gun
traded it for that kind of love that's worth living for
taped and glued her soul till it stoped falling apart
but some shattered pieces still haunt you
you win at poker every time, you're just so smart...
but your heart's the one you gamble every night
miercuri, 21 martie 2012
luni, 13 februarie 2012
despre ce ne spunem cand nu ne vorbim
M-ai lasat singura
prinsa-ntr-o bula de gheata
Am zgariat cu unghia cristalul
pana la paroxism
Apoi am incercat sa zbor
mi-am eliberat pieptul
insa inima-mi tremura in soapta
am ramas prinsa de-un picior
La inceput am crezut ca pot
trai asa injumatatita, jupuita, stinsa
apoi am vrut sa-l tai
apoi am tacut
In intuneric, orice geana de lumina
doare, rasare si moare
Soarele cand apune lasa urme
o dara de umor si zambetul rasuna
Iti strig sa nu ma lasi aici
si totusi pleci
Odata cu luna, imi furi
si stelele si sufletul
Luna ma-ntelege, ma leagana
apoi se preschimba-n curva
si te ia de mana
Mi-am eliberat piciorul
si te-am lasat singur, prins intr-o bula de gheata
Ai adormit neintors, ca un copil, asa
cum faci mereu
si nicio secunda nu m-ai cautat din priviri, nu te-ai trezit
Eu, amortita, mi-am pierdut o eternitate de nopti atingandu-te,
mangaindu-te cu privirea
Sufletul meu ti-a pieptanat parul
Am zacut langa tine neintinata
Pana cand lacrimile mele te-au acoperit,
pana cand am visat
sute de scenarii in care imbatranim impreuna,
pana cand le-am demontat pe toate
cu teama si scarba
pana cand m-am pierdut si ametita,
beata de nebunie,
am adormit cu sufletul impletit si incalcit
in gandul tau de pe piept
Eu am dormit o alta eternitate
iar tu, intre timp, te-ai trezit
fara sa simti, amortit si gol in perfectiunea ta
Ai indepartat fara mila buruienile si crengile mele sufletesti
crescute pe inima ta
cu toate ca ma simteai tremurand in somn,
nu m-ai vazut
ai crezut ca eram naluca unei pareri si ti-ai curatat aripile
Daca as fi stiut, daca m-as fi trezit
cu groaza, poate as fi reusit
sa-ti dezleg si piatra de moara pe care ai uitat-o prinsa
de degetul mic
Dar ai plecat, asa cum faci mereu
destinul sa ma-nrobeasca
lasandu-ma goala-ntr-un ciob pe masa
Ca sa revii mereu s-adormi langa mine
Sa tes si sa dezleg prin lacrimi
vise
prinsa-ntr-o bula de gheata
Am zgariat cu unghia cristalul
pana la paroxism
Apoi am incercat sa zbor
mi-am eliberat pieptul
insa inima-mi tremura in soapta
am ramas prinsa de-un picior
La inceput am crezut ca pot
trai asa injumatatita, jupuita, stinsa
apoi am vrut sa-l tai
apoi am tacut
In intuneric, orice geana de lumina
doare, rasare si moare
Soarele cand apune lasa urme
o dara de umor si zambetul rasuna
Iti strig sa nu ma lasi aici
si totusi pleci
Odata cu luna, imi furi
si stelele si sufletul
Luna ma-ntelege, ma leagana
apoi se preschimba-n curva
si te ia de mana
Mi-am eliberat piciorul
si te-am lasat singur, prins intr-o bula de gheata
Ai adormit neintors, ca un copil, asa
cum faci mereu
si nicio secunda nu m-ai cautat din priviri, nu te-ai trezit
Eu, amortita, mi-am pierdut o eternitate de nopti atingandu-te,
mangaindu-te cu privirea
Sufletul meu ti-a pieptanat parul
Am zacut langa tine neintinata
Pana cand lacrimile mele te-au acoperit,
pana cand am visat
sute de scenarii in care imbatranim impreuna,
pana cand le-am demontat pe toate
cu teama si scarba
pana cand m-am pierdut si ametita,
beata de nebunie,
am adormit cu sufletul impletit si incalcit
in gandul tau de pe piept
Eu am dormit o alta eternitate
iar tu, intre timp, te-ai trezit
fara sa simti, amortit si gol in perfectiunea ta
Ai indepartat fara mila buruienile si crengile mele sufletesti
crescute pe inima ta
cu toate ca ma simteai tremurand in somn,
nu m-ai vazut
ai crezut ca eram naluca unei pareri si ti-ai curatat aripile
Daca as fi stiut, daca m-as fi trezit
cu groaza, poate as fi reusit
sa-ti dezleg si piatra de moara pe care ai uitat-o prinsa
de degetul mic
Dar ai plecat, asa cum faci mereu
destinul sa ma-nrobeasca
lasandu-ma goala-ntr-un ciob pe masa
Ca sa revii mereu s-adormi langa mine
Sa tes si sa dezleg prin lacrimi
vise
marți, 13 decembrie 2011
Wild child
Cold-eyed burning child
You walk on scavenged beaches
You hide you trust in all the wrong places
And search for lust in faded faces
Little hand drawing a sign
Growing spot- the bird flies in the sky
Your soul it took and now you shake your head
And all is fine
Your clothes are salted
Frail hair melts in blowing wind
And in your stare, the lively thought
That you might feel- if you would kill- something
You hid notes deep inside your throat
From time to time you seem to mouth
Forgotten songs and magic verses
Yet nothing moves, the world is death and silence screams
You grew in sand
Covered in scars and open wounds
Your mind evades
And when the night drowns in the sea
You dive deep
Stars shine on the bottom rocks, you pick them up
There’s nothing here again
No motion
You suspend
Time ticks happily away as the universe stops
You revolve
Look around but you won’t see a sign of life
Not even you
And when all hope crumbles
Eyes wide open
You see a soul- a twin-
And reach
Your hand stretches on infinitely
And you’d caress the child’s sweet face
And yet you press
Deadly, hard, decisive
You take a life away
And you remember what it feels to feel
The loss
Beginning of an ancient search
For the twin you’d always need to kill
You walk on scavenged beaches
You hide you trust in all the wrong places
And search for lust in faded faces
Little hand drawing a sign
Growing spot- the bird flies in the sky
Your soul it took and now you shake your head
And all is fine
Your clothes are salted
Frail hair melts in blowing wind
And in your stare, the lively thought
That you might feel- if you would kill- something
You hid notes deep inside your throat
From time to time you seem to mouth
Forgotten songs and magic verses
Yet nothing moves, the world is death and silence screams
You grew in sand
Covered in scars and open wounds
Your mind evades
And when the night drowns in the sea
You dive deep
Stars shine on the bottom rocks, you pick them up
There’s nothing here again
No motion
You suspend
Time ticks happily away as the universe stops
You revolve
Look around but you won’t see a sign of life
Not even you
And when all hope crumbles
Eyes wide open
You see a soul- a twin-
And reach
Your hand stretches on infinitely
And you’d caress the child’s sweet face
And yet you press
Deadly, hard, decisive
You take a life away
And you remember what it feels to feel
The loss
Beginning of an ancient search
For the twin you’d always need to kill
joi, 8 decembrie 2011
intuneric
Noaptea-ngenunchiata
imi plange goliciunea
intunericul ce i-l insfac din umbra-necata
invinetita piele ce m-acopera
prin valul inghetat
ma joc cu pleoapele-nchise
cu intunericul furat
linistea forfoteste prin vocea infinitului
am inrobit vidul si l-am ascuns intr-un carlig
ce-l facusem inecat
am regasit minunea-ndurerata
noaptea instelata ce se casca-n pustiul viu
inima pulseaza-nfrigurata
pana ce tacutul se aglomereaza lin
iar vidul sparge-un val
e doar al meu intunericul intins
otrava pustiirii si pustiul stins
n-am sa-l mai las s-atinga nicio palma stransa
nici ochiul zambitor sa stinga ploaia-n nor
inchid atent lumina-n chin si-o vand
noptii-i vand lumina stelei
ce-am purtat prinsa-n parul incalcit
lumina ce-am furat
iar noapte-ntreaga-o beau pe-amurg
cand canta visul prins in cui
carligul marii-l am in pas
durerea rasului fugind pe mal
si iata iara se pogoara-ncetisor
amintele de bun ramas
ce-l pomenesc prin somn cand tac
am strans in pumn tacerea
si-am facut-o scrum in linistea de ceas
ticaie intunecimea nimicului ascuns pe veci ramas al meu
si plang in ea durerea moarta
ce-nvie-n gandul dus
din cand in cand
mi-e plansa goliciunea
si noapte-ngenunchiaza prin pustiu
iar umbra inecata-n dor mirat
imbraca-ntunericul invinetit, pe veci furat
imi plange goliciunea
intunericul ce i-l insfac din umbra-necata
invinetita piele ce m-acopera
prin valul inghetat
ma joc cu pleoapele-nchise
cu intunericul furat
linistea forfoteste prin vocea infinitului
am inrobit vidul si l-am ascuns intr-un carlig
ce-l facusem inecat
am regasit minunea-ndurerata
noaptea instelata ce se casca-n pustiul viu
inima pulseaza-nfrigurata
pana ce tacutul se aglomereaza lin
iar vidul sparge-un val
e doar al meu intunericul intins
otrava pustiirii si pustiul stins
n-am sa-l mai las s-atinga nicio palma stransa
nici ochiul zambitor sa stinga ploaia-n nor
inchid atent lumina-n chin si-o vand
noptii-i vand lumina stelei
ce-am purtat prinsa-n parul incalcit
lumina ce-am furat
iar noapte-ntreaga-o beau pe-amurg
cand canta visul prins in cui
carligul marii-l am in pas
durerea rasului fugind pe mal
si iata iara se pogoara-ncetisor
amintele de bun ramas
ce-l pomenesc prin somn cand tac
am strans in pumn tacerea
si-am facut-o scrum in linistea de ceas
ticaie intunecimea nimicului ascuns pe veci ramas al meu
si plang in ea durerea moarta
ce-nvie-n gandul dus
din cand in cand
mi-e plansa goliciunea
si noapte-ngenunchiaza prin pustiu
iar umbra inecata-n dor mirat
imbraca-ntunericul invinetit, pe veci furat
sâmbătă, 3 decembrie 2011
experiment of thought
riffle in my hands
not muffled, not silenced the gunshots fired
one by one they fall
the living and yet walking dead with their empty smiles
the lies engulfing all, shadowing the truth and the sun
my own empty hands are burning
red - the sunset falling apart
riffle in my hands
napalm is lighting the darkness
one by one they burn
these hypocrites with empty voices
their buildings, houses, cars and petty little indulgence
my own empty dreams are now ashes
red - the phoenix bird croaks
death in my hands
but no smoke arose
my lighter died
and I'm out of fags
not muffled, not silenced the gunshots fired
one by one they fall
the living and yet walking dead with their empty smiles
the lies engulfing all, shadowing the truth and the sun
my own empty hands are burning
red - the sunset falling apart
riffle in my hands
napalm is lighting the darkness
one by one they burn
these hypocrites with empty voices
their buildings, houses, cars and petty little indulgence
my own empty dreams are now ashes
red - the phoenix bird croaks
death in my hands
but no smoke arose
my lighter died
and I'm out of fags
vineri, 2 decembrie 2011
barefoot
foot upon foot...walking barefoot
too early and yet past late
to feel the splinters caught in dead wood
and the blistering cold of plastic spread
encased in smoke as always
eyes flicker with city sounds
summoning a thought caught in weakness
opening somewhere in the cracks
the heart still remembers the feeling
of magical moonlight through glass
yet stained is the mind which controls it
and stained were the memories cast
a spell floats in the ashes surrounding
humane death in a thread
and while all that grew deep is left rootless
real colors seem here to prevail
the taste left is bitter yet truthful
a stain of truth on trembling hands
but as silence is hard to come by to
tomorrow will shake it aloft
cometh forth all ye cracks of the soul
the void you indulge is so grey
in sleep all the terrible screams are now muffled
and cloudy is the dungeon you scale
nothing is left for fate to rewind
no snapshot of forests once alive
and while everything goes on in circles
this dream spirals downwards towards skies
the feet walking barefoot on hardwood
are splintered by spikes in the clouds
the sounds of awakening strike as lightning
there are no clocks left to capture the time
this storms like all others will grow
and then abruptly fall in the abyss still hinted inside
to form tiny cracks in the clouds
of the dreams I walked barefoot upon
too early and yet past late
to feel the splinters caught in dead wood
and the blistering cold of plastic spread
encased in smoke as always
eyes flicker with city sounds
summoning a thought caught in weakness
opening somewhere in the cracks
the heart still remembers the feeling
of magical moonlight through glass
yet stained is the mind which controls it
and stained were the memories cast
a spell floats in the ashes surrounding
humane death in a thread
and while all that grew deep is left rootless
real colors seem here to prevail
the taste left is bitter yet truthful
a stain of truth on trembling hands
but as silence is hard to come by to
tomorrow will shake it aloft
cometh forth all ye cracks of the soul
the void you indulge is so grey
in sleep all the terrible screams are now muffled
and cloudy is the dungeon you scale
nothing is left for fate to rewind
no snapshot of forests once alive
and while everything goes on in circles
this dream spirals downwards towards skies
the feet walking barefoot on hardwood
are splintered by spikes in the clouds
the sounds of awakening strike as lightning
there are no clocks left to capture the time
this storms like all others will grow
and then abruptly fall in the abyss still hinted inside
to form tiny cracks in the clouds
of the dreams I walked barefoot upon
miercuri, 12 octombrie 2011
Umbre noi
Sa nu cazi cautand
murmurul sfant
nici buza rosie muscata
n-o fa vinetie
si totusi mori un pic
in umbra serii
prin orasul crunt si-amar
calcand mucurile pe trotuar
scartaind ca o trotineta
sa nu-ngheti copilul bland
si ochiul fix lasa-l clipind
pe-un nor de sticla
neonul slab si coridorul
sa-ti franga palma
in linistea amurgului
va arde permutand peretii stransi
pustietate vie
langa carne sfasiata
felina murdara
si pasare de noapte
lasa-vor cerul sa cada peste noi
asa cum tu nu mai cunosti
nici eu nu mai respir nisip
si-n plamanul stang circula incet
pamant
prin vene am ulei incins
si-n suflet inmugureste lin
plutind pe malul ancorat in vant
un vis rasfrant
murmurul sfant
nici buza rosie muscata
n-o fa vinetie
si totusi mori un pic
in umbra serii
prin orasul crunt si-amar
calcand mucurile pe trotuar
scartaind ca o trotineta
sa nu-ngheti copilul bland
si ochiul fix lasa-l clipind
pe-un nor de sticla
neonul slab si coridorul
sa-ti franga palma
in linistea amurgului
va arde permutand peretii stransi
pustietate vie
langa carne sfasiata
felina murdara
si pasare de noapte
lasa-vor cerul sa cada peste noi
asa cum tu nu mai cunosti
nici eu nu mai respir nisip
si-n plamanul stang circula incet
pamant
prin vene am ulei incins
si-n suflet inmugureste lin
plutind pe malul ancorat in vant
un vis rasfrant
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