Insomnia #1

{ November 25, 2008 @ 2:37 pm } · { Poems }
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I’m dead-tired and literally swaying

If I lie down even for a moment, I’ll probably fall aspleep

That is, if I don’t start thinking about him

The reason I’m so sleep-deprived is because of my obsession

It doesn’t really help to calm down and rest

When all I can do is to recall again and again why is it so

Gorgeous

Thrilling

Exciting my nerves

Turning my reality into dream and my dream into something unobtainable

While all I see through the window is so cold

So white

So different from what I wish to see

So pure

So strange to believe in the fact that one day all of this

That we say, remember and forget day by day

Will appear

Will last for so long as we’ll let it be

Will vanish

As it burns out with yellow flame

Dream

{ October 31, 2008 @ 5:03 pm } · { Poems }
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It is a very pleasant thing – to dream

When you have nothing but your imagination

And you build your world from your thoughts

From your wishes

But you know it probably never will come true

 

It is even more pleasant thing – to dream

When you have something apart from your imagination

And you build your world on something real

Something touchable

And you have every right to hope it will come true

 

post scriptum

 

It is a very sad thing – to wake up from a dream

When something that supported it disappears

And your whole world comes crashing down

Bringing along your hope

And you think you’ll never dream again

Autumn night

{ October 18, 2008 @ 2:30 pm } · { Poems }
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I

 

Whatever’ll be all right

I just want to see you smile

Feel your skin against my skin

Make the bad dreams go away

 

II

 

It was so cold at night that even under three blankets I couldn’t sleep,

I was freezing and coughing and hungry

The weather is awful and depressing here, even when it doesn’t rain

It’s still cloudy and misty and windy

And it doesn’t help when I know that there is someone who could make it right,

But he can’t come and he probably won’t

Would it be because of his malice or bad will, I could take it, I’m already used to it But when it’s a matter of higher authority

I’m left to deal with all my nightmares all alone, just as it used to be

When I had no one by my side

 

III

 

I don’t want to upset you

I’ll deal with it the same way I do all the time

Put a smile on my face

I’ll show you that it’s not easy to bring me down

Introduction

{ October 7, 2008 @ 4:18 pm } · { Poems }
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I always had problems introducing myself

After saying “good-bye” found many things that I should have said

Especially that when I meet someone for the first time

They don’t usually care what I have to say

They care even less what I’m listening to in the evenings

The don’t want to know what books I’m reading in the mornings

Nor do I prefer coffee or tea

So beware, my new friend, I don’t really like talking at all

I prefer to sit calmly down and gulp down this black liquid

Smelling strongly of caffeine with faint flicker of gold

I prefer to look at the face of current speaker

Get lost in the smoke