Days and Nights

The sky is coming closer
Shining day has closed its light
Twilights rising and fading simultaneously
Shadows lengthening like sceptres of angels
Lazy winds weaving a web of mysteries
Following the whispered voices of the yonder horizon
Long day is passing into oblivion leavinng no songs unsung
Only the stars over the night are twitching their eyes
And the golden eagle shedding tears of the wingless valley
Like a stormy petrel sighing off his last violin.

Gods have prayed their last prayers
They have worshipped with earthly desires
All souls have finished their rituals in millions together
As if it is time to call it a day for the time being
As if it is turning point into the ages of antiquity
Human souls are upholding the worldly glory of delights
The dark river has flowed into the ocean in haste
And all birds have returned to their nests
At long last the long day has passed into the blues
To embrace the shy beauty of pains and longings.

I Will Pay You In More Love

I will love you

I will rise up in thosand lights
When the black sun unveils its shadow
Darkness veils you in all disguises
But you wrap your face in delighting pleasure
As if you are lost in a pool of blood and tears
Yet the voyage of time time never ceases to be there
To die with you in ancient splendour.

The light is green on your face
If everything goes in flames
If everything kisses you blind in fiery silence
Millions of fractures will join the procession
To follow your dancing footsteps
Then I will pay you in many loves
And all will become quiet in moonlight sonata
When I say love to you.

Like a wanderer I revolve round your orb of faith
My faith dissolves you in craving desire
You just feel like flying with shooting stars
Yet your love never pays me back in more love
You just disappear in a lone corner of your soul.

When the twin souls meet again in soliloquy
You just hide yourself all the more
I never cross the wind when I come close to your breath
As you swallow the violence in fear of death
Yet I will pay you in more love.

Wretched of The Earth

Is that the haunted house of the king
Where slaves were slaughtered to celebrate god's blessings?
Is that the palace where the king plotted to burn the soldiers’ houses?
All those slaves still cry in the air
All those soldiers sacrificed their lives to save the king's grace
They are the nameless and faceless mortals
Who have been written off the pages of history
History repeated history in cruel tongue banishing humanity from the soil
Has history ever told the true story of mankind?
Will history ever uphold the manifesto of the wretched?


Someday there will arrive the harbinger of the forgotten
He will remember the untold stories of burns and ruins
The slaughtered slaves will come alive in thousands
They will repeat the history in a new verse
The history will be replicated on a new horizon
Humanity will smile on the faces of the forgotten
The forgotten history will be manifesto of the wretched
And the wretched of the earth will be the new pages of history.

Beyond The Yonder Sky

O, the birds of the sky
O, forest-dwelling sage of the north
Give us wisdom, give us the knowledge of the breadth of the sky
We will chase the depth of the ocean with our shadows falling back
We have never sucked the honey-comb
We have never kissed the feet of withering rays of the twilight
Give us a chance to feel the chill of death before life
Together we we will dance to the tune of satanic verses
Before praying on our last pyre.

O, the charisma of the old world
O, the saviours of the retracting sun
The light is still burning the surrounding darkness
When the apocalypse will be revealed to all
When the Magus of the East will burn the fire of wisdom
We are the smaller beings of God's forsaken children
We will again be reborn at His behest.

We pray to Thee with folded arms, O the Omniscient
We will see the face of our destiny
When there will be no more sighs of silence
And no more whispers of violence
Together we will spread our wings beyond the yonder sky.

O, My Old Guard!

O, my Old Guard!
Life is swollen on your intrepid face
Your eyes tell the stories of many wars.
That ravaged soil of your distant land lies barren
Far yonder the valley of chirping birds, the sky is mournfully gray.
Flurry winds blowing the shy flowers on their petals
Your grandchildren playing hide and seek
With the legacy you have left behind
Not a single soul is wise enough to reach for the wisdom
You alone have held aloft the sun of destiny.

As you have won many wars to conquer the throne
Your grandchildren have forgotten the fairy tales
Neither they have come back to kiss your fearless face.
They will never look back to heave a sigh of relief
They never know that their days and nights are of your own
You only know that the civilisation is built on your bones and skulls
How much blood and sweat you have shed to defeat the enemy
Your sweated face is the history of mankind.
They never know that your hands have spread the bed of roses for them
They never know how many times you are born in this world.

And how many times you have died in conquest of longer days of light
They will never come back to see you dead beneath the soft soil
They will only know that once you lived and thence you died.
O, the Old Guard,
The only warrior of this world,
Birds will sing for you, flowers will never wither in your memory
And the sun will rise high above your head to kiss you good bye
Alas! You will never come alive!

When You Leave My Love

The sky never appears big
When you leave my love behind my back
You rest assured as ever in your gray world
Your footsteps fumble in all corners
Your veiled wisdom never stokes fire
As though you have shed blood in soliloquy
Dewdrops snatch your little world
When I retreat back to my isles of forlorn hope.

I have built a nest for you
I have sung solemnly at your withdrawing shadows
You only choose to be the empress of the lost throne
Stormy petrel never dares to blow his conch
When mysteries pile on mysteries on a devil's eyebrows
You seem to have forgotten the untold fairy tales
You seem to have dared to cross swords with the winds
Nothing has betrayed your somnambulist dreams
The dreams that have closed the walls on you.

I will wait for the eternity to unveil your charm
That charm will demystify your soul's silence
My love will never dethrone your empire of violence
If you ever solemnly kiss the dust of my pains.

Where Shall I go? Where will you go?
Love has blossomed in thousand flowers in my nest
If you swallow the nectar of life and death
What can beat you in your desires for love?
Lovelorn hearts can battle in warring togetherness
Togetherness is whispering in all fleeting moments
Shadows of light has overcast the long lost darkness
And it is you who can breathe solace into eternity.

Sound of Dawn

Let everything pass in a passage of time
Let us pause before the veil of peace
We will discover the myth and mystery.
Day meets here night into night
All melt into the cauldron of reality
Nothing remains untumbled
Nothing so evenly goes into the void
Reason of existence raises the hope of reaping
God holds the world upon his bosom.

For nothing we cry our heart out
For nothing we worship the unknown
The omniscient grooms our body and soul
Yet we pose a gravedigger before a hangman.
Forgetting the quivering sun in the heaven
Trumpeting the drum of peace in violent times
We build a bridge of the known and the unknown
We count the spells of time
As if something will rear its ugly head
Why should a deluge drown us
No human soul hears the sound of dawn.