Poetry, Poems, Lyrics... until 2023
"DIARY."
The diary is moving, the diary loves.
And I certainly love you too.
I love you sincerely, because in good measure.
But do you love, I love you sincerely.
You love me, I love you.
But I certainly know this.
You don't see this pattern.
Because I love what I know.
"APOCALYPSE."
The Apocalypse ends life.
The Apocalypse colors it like this.
Life arises, and death perishes.
Life is important, not the poppy.
Why do you perish, do you know this?
Why does it arise, why does it last?
Why will you be, why this way?
And not otherwise, this time arose.
We must see, we must know this.
We must know, because chewing is a sign.
Why do you live this way?
Why, are you perishing?
Life continues
Life knows
Life has
Life for
Rebirth has arisen
Resurrected, but?
Why will it be like this?
Why are you like this?
Life continues
Life ends
One moment, a memory passes
Life slips away, wonderfully, painfully
But why, why does it disappear?
Is this the end, the cursed end?
Is this a beautiful life in silence?
Why are you dying, victim of fate?
Why this way and not another way?
Life is over, the emptiness already endures
It's already the end, tra la la la.
"ANGER."
What is anger?
Who can tell me?
I know it!
And I'll tell you.
Anger is disgusting
Quite awful, but that's another story.
Anger is everywhere
It's a feeling, but different
It's in the soup
There will be anger, to survive
Because I already know this life
It will be everywhere and will stay
But no one will tell Mom.
"DEATH."
Death arises where something lives.
Death ends when someone dies.
Death loves us, death lives here.
Death teaches, death will kill.
When something lives, it ends.
If something dies, will this one rise?
The one who loves.
Remembers time.
In a moment of sadness and joy.
For a bit of understanding.
One could give up the whole world.
But this life is on its back.
Everyone thinks they will die today.
He who loves will survive.
And I prefer to think this way.
Not otherwise, because it's cancer.
"GIRL."
A girl is always.
A girl, there will be.
But I don't know.
Is she everywhere?
I believe in myself
In myself, indeed
She believes in it
And you will live forever
In my little head
In my heart
Because I love you
And you prefer him.
"FEELINGS."
Feelings are deceiving
Fairytale feelings
It has always been
And it must be eternal
I know what I love
I know it well
But I don't know what I will know
And I don't know, but I believe
Eternal feeling
These eternal ones
What I knew, what I knew?
And I knew how to know
Will feeling survive?
What I carry in my heart?
As beautiful as she
And her two slippers?
"BELOVED."
My love wandered somewhere.
My love made me love her so much.
And I regained my love.
My love, my dear.
My fault, my beloved.
I love you.
Because I knew.
Your will, what will you do with it?
You will never make up for it.
I will find out what you do with me?
With my heart, my feelings.
With my mind and my thoughts.
Why did I love you?
Why did I introduce you?
What can I give you in love?
What I don't want, and you will do it?
Your will, your thoughts
But I love you alone
And remain in my love
In my heart, in my affection
And remain my only one
My chosen one, the only one
I love you, my lady
My lady, but before
you understand and love me
Then answer the question
Before I disappear, somewhere in this darkness
Do you love me, tell me honestly?
And life will be joyful
Mine and yours, my beloved
Because I love you in the morning.
"INDECISION."
Something is changing in my life
Somewhere, someone is calling for an "attack."
Deep in my heart, I must help.
Deep in my soul, I'm already dead.
The prophecy bodes ill.
My body is worried.
Hair lightly shaved.
Shoes heavily scorched.
Black and white clothes glow.
Fireballs fly somewhere.
Someone opens a "teleportal."
White and black, gathering somewhere.
"OF THE SOUL."
Emotions are mixed.
Because they all gathered.
Into one fireball.
Because it wasn't a worm.
Someone called it a soul.
They must go to paradise.
Bring all feelings to the angels.
Until they feel the sting. (Death).
The soul must deliberate long,
Until it knows all paradise.
For who knows what will lie in wait,
If you don't experience this grove?
"SOMETHING HAS HAPPENED."
Why was it like this, why is it like this?
That life arose, awoke,
That I must believe, fade into oblivion.
But why does it lie, how does it break?
I did everything to find out.
I did everything to hear it.
I did it, not wanting it, not wanting anyone.
But why did I fall so terribly into it.
Life ends, and somewhere begins.
Life dies, but begins.
Why do birds live forever?
Why does man love fabulously?
Why does a frog jump high?
Why does everything choose someone?
Why does life get mixed up, honestly?
Why does love come alive, I believe?
We must love, love, and know.
Because love lives, comes alive within us.
But I will not forget, the memories of radiance.
Because life teaches and sets this mood.
"STORY OF A FRIEND."
You were my friend
You allowed it, so you changed it
What will be and I will see
I will decide it differently
Fate is in my hands, begged
This is a friend who has been misunderstood
Through my moans and my pain
What stopped these bullets?
It will remain between us
Between these, we will get to know each other
This feeling goes both ways
Because he loves what we know
We have learned these scruples
What does it mean, he won't tell?
Because my friend is dead
Sorrow has become my enemy
Joy will come to me in the morning
With the help of my love
My chosen one who loves me
We will remain in this feeling
Until the return of the fierce beast
What will be born in the child?
Without feeling, the one that's dear
After all, he arose from the darkness
And will break everyone's bones
Until the moment of defeat
My friend, my son
Which I love and remember
I still carry him in my heart
And here you are, I'm not asking
Because I can bear it well enough.
"THE END."
The end is near, I know it.
Life will end, this one will say.
Said the angel, free me.
And Satan said, laugh, laugh.
Suffering sighs, pant deeply.
Love flees, lives high.
Death brushes against us, sadness, anguish.
For it will befall and torment us all.
At the end of the fight, a plan of two is sent.
White and black, this is the message.
White suffers just as black does.
But the end will come, peace will come.
I will not understand the message of the night.
When black only calls for help.
A proud day, suddenly unaware.
That it can lose, and that happens.
The roles will reverse one after another.
Because on this track it will derail.
The river will overflow, wetting the rapids.
Maybe I will see her beautiful legs.
Little legs, smooth as a mouse.
Like this candy, this anise?
Sweet cover, like a beautiful mother
What child she named "Natka"
In my name, she gave him strength
Then arose the hope of life
This will end, the blade of the sword
You demand the end, all at once
So goodnight, I say this in the morning
If I have time, before the darkness of night
And I will believe in this charming darkness
In a fiery tunnel, shrouded in aura
That this is the end of Satan's wrath
From what do I die and live in the morning
Like that crumb from a blue cloud?
What gives signs, of war, of destruction?
But this will end despite stubbornness
And life will continue to pulsate, it will begin
For the sake of peace, life will fall
It will fall like the war that he promised
He who caused and incited it
This end will be here, any moment now
When you close your eyes and shed a tear in your sleep
How will you hide and tell about it?
About what you see in distant visions
So goodnight, because it's far
The world is humble, close to disorder
Because it's the end and we'll rock.
About what you see in distant visions
So goodnight, because it's far
The world is humble, close to disorder
Because it's the end and we'll rock.
"ADVICE."
I loved the girl, right away
When she ran away, to paradise
Where there's plenty of gas
We were high
I was thinking about the plural
How it was an addiction
I've been worried since morning
Still haven't eaten breakfast
When will she love me?
There were flowers in the frame
I'll understand it's a wound
Painfully, it will subdue you strongly
When the window is open
Mosquitoes will lie, with a nack
Because it's more than one ambush
There were many ambushes
But not like in church
When "JESUS CHIPPY" cries
And Mary, so I deign
Because no one believes it anymore
That it's amen, you're lying
No one will raise their hand
Because who will protect themselves here
How do you remember them
About what you're shedding inside yourself
What you introduced me to
What is true, you loved
Don't play around, that's what I say
Because that's how you'll see the swords
When they fall, the angel said
He probably didn't like you?
"TO M..."
I love you, the only one
My beautiful Nina
When I saw you once
I immediately fell in love
Like a rose I plucked?
What have I just made you fall in love with?
Will you not be disturbed from the morning
Emotion, blue, morning
For you are beautiful, my chosen one
When you enchanted me
You took me with your beauty
You spoke to my heart
You moved me with your beauty
Inspiration returned
And everything came to life
What was lost in the darkness?
It returned immediately
It spoke to my heart
And my mind was dazzled
I was faithful to you
I spoke to disgust
I told you, I discussed
So present
Your speech
Will you be only mine?
"TO THE CHOICE."
When the heart beats, the mind glows
I won't forget that these are the children
These little ones, the only ones
What will they allow me to do in the winter?
Take those skis and that sled.
We'll ride like snowmen.
A blanket of snow will cover us.
Because it's not, and I'm alive.
I've survived these torments.
Sometimes I fall into a bottle.
I often see many dragons.
Sometimes I write about an angel.
The mafia is chasing a hare today.
And I'll know it to the end.
I love a girl, so charming.
That my shoes get wet.
My heart beats to the rhythm of the tango.
Because that's already a high rank.
A rank as big as this fairy tale.
I love someone, I like them a little.
And most of all, this little leg.
This graceful, beloved one.
The one and only one, the chosen one.
Eyes small as crystals.
This is what I took from this fairy tale today.
I like someone so cruelly.
That I do boring things.
Write an exquisite poem?
Because this isn't for Anita,
Not Milena, Kasia, Basia,
But for one, my chosen one,
Who carries me away, like those wreaths,
This year, the scent of birches,
Because this life is in a mood,
As cruel as that fairy tale,
What about an enchanted doll?
It moves and loves deeply,
Because it's both, muddy,
For a mask, a washed face,
But I love you and disappear,
From your life, from your heart, I pop,
You didn't like me cruelly,
Because I say, something will knock me,
Life, heart like a spring,
Sometimes long, sometimes it bends,
Then I think I'll change it,
But I believe in this revelation,
You are the chosen one of my life,
You are beautiful, like that Kitty,
Like a butterfly, beautiful in summer?
How can this be for a brother?
I won't hurt this girl
Because I love her like raspberries
I quickly eat the ones I pick
And I only talk to you
I write such sad poems
Because you don't want light, shine
And a ray in this trap
We don't agree right away
But why to the gas chamber?
You sent my poems
I'm afraid of you now
If you bite, I won't survive?
What you caress will come to life?
So I wait, why do I delay
For your touch, for your fabulous hands
Senses, charms, these are eternal
Tell me, I loved him instantly
Because I'm ashamed of command
You command, because I love you
And to you today I sob
Like a drop of pure vodka?
What I write is on the letters
My only poems
So tell me what's going on.
"DEATH."
When death approaches?
You can't see it.
When death kisses?
You will feel it.
He who is about to die.
It's death, not the plague.
How does the war go on?
You feel death from afar.
When you feel shivers in your grave.
You already spit on it.
Because it will take your soul.
And you don't believe me.
That death kisses, you aim.
It will catch you.
But death lurks, helplessly.
When someone in the family dies.
You say "dead," but lives without that expression.
When children see death.
They cry like angels.
Because they know it's bags.
Those who lay bodies.
But you will die, too.
Does everyone die someday, in the morning?
And it doesn't have to be today, right away.
She holds a scythe in her hand, they know there's no dew.
A black hood and cloak.
Because this is a miserable fate.
Death kisses hard.
It doesn't have to be at night.
It will come during the day too.
Even in the morning, because you don't eat breakfast anymore.
To animals, plants, people.
She likes them very much.
To kiss on the fierce lips.
Because you are in mourning.
You will dress in black.
And we know that this is a seed.
Death will come one day at night.
How will it stand in your bed?
And it will hurt you so much.
That you will give up without a fight.
And fall asleep without a lullaby.
"MOTHER + CHILD"
A mother loves her child
A father says, "It's not mine."
This face is tiny
Of what is and its pupils
A child feeds on ashes
A mother says, "It's for nothing."
When a son dies with his father
A mother cries and there's sunshine
But when a son dies with his mother
Then the father is crazy
A sister cries and laments
In her mind, she says, "They're dicks."
They've screwed up their whole lives
And I prefer my mother
A mother as sweet as raisins
But you'll see those Moomins
When mommy's gone
Can you handle it stubbornly?
How did I describe my son?
Because I've already pooped that shit out
"SOMEHOW EVERYONE FORGIVED HIM,
AND BURNED HER ALIVE AT THE PYRE."
"LEGEND OR TRUTH?
Why did they want to torture you so cruelly?
Why sentence you, they knew what for?
But in their hearts, sorrow cuts through the chambers.
Hard, glassy, moist eyelids.
They confessed love, within themselves, and that was it.
"Jacek" promised, he didn't keep his word.
She burned—she cast a curse.
"Jacek" wasted his life.
But it's not her fault, and it's coming back.
A period of attack, fighting, and cold.
Because it's true that no one helped her.
That only one loved her and is still searching for her.
They promised each other that they would find each other.
That they would reunite and persevere.
But I don't know if it's true.
Because everywhere you look, she's everywhere.
"Aśka."
I saw you through the window,
Which wasn't for life at all,
You were returning to your cage,
Like an animal found at the zoo?
I saw you for small moments,
But it seemed eternal,
Remember me and don't speak ill of me,
Because what's done must be done,
I cried for you and was sad,
But you are my friend,
Looking at your photo,
I still remember those moments,
In which you comforted and cheered my heart,
Your charm was joy,
Where it acted like a light in the darkness?
"You know that, dear girl,
That HAWRAN is with you in his heart."
“BLACK EVIL, WHITE GOOD.”
Magic is a cruel thing,
Deadly if misused.
Is it black, white, or something else?
She is innocent.
The person who bears the blame is
Who renounces God?
But when goodness lives within you,
Then God will be with you.
If you surrender to Satan once?
Then he, too, will settle in.
Rectify your evil deeds
And strive for paradise in heaven!
“FEELINGS FOR THE ONE.”
My heart is drawn
To the girl from the group
Because when I look at her
A crow flies away.
Her eyes are pearls
From the most beautiful seas, recovered
Lips like a rose, painted
Hair tangled by the wind.
I compare her voice to the song of birds,
And her figure to the sky of signs,
Her touch is warm,
Like summer in full swing?
And I hope it won't change,
The image of the one and only, my heart,
The thought of her still torments,
My feelings and the radiance of light.
"DESCRIPTION OF THE WOMAN I FELL IN LOVE WITH."
I met this one, one night,
And I didn't sense her power then,
When I saw a brave woman,
Who had such a fabulous figure...,
That I would have given her even my body,
And I wouldn't have cared,
What would happen to it?
When I looked at her,
I remembered everything.
For she held a sword in her hand,
And then a cool breeze blew.
It blew her hair, immediately behind her,
And I saw her eyes, breaking,
The hearts of those who fall in love with her,
But our lives are so different,
Only because it's unreal.
That I fell in love with her!!!
Even though I didn't deserve it.
For such a beautiful model of a woman,
I could scream - Oh my!
Because when I wake up in the morning,
I think again, when I will awaken
In her this flame of my love,
And in my heart all the great things will burn.
"FOR...
I don't know why this is happening.
It seems to me that this blizzard
They caused this cursed miracle
That I'm so stubborn
To tell you—my love
But before it happens
So that I want
You, not Magda!
"FOR...
Something has happened to my life
Because I love you more than life itself
I'm not afraid of anything
Not even the evil
Not the terrible darkness
What frightens you?
Until all my bones creak
I believe in what will come true soon
And I love you—all at once.
"Your Angel..."
I don't know how to express
This feeling I have
Because it's not love
Not friendship, I know that
I feel that life
is coming to an end
Like that hunter?
That chases the hare
But is it Will he run away?
A tiny grey
Will he go to Heaven?
On slippers or in a booth.
"Dear...,,.
Dear Love
Understand this at last
That only a Donkey
Writes these poems,
But I don't know how they
can be liked
I can't capture such a girl and a woman
Even though I try.
So believe me, angel,
My friend
That writing this poem
Wasn't easy.
How did it convince you?
I have the will
And I hope
That it will turn around,
Your opinion
And right behind that,
That I write
(So stand up for this too.
So that my poems
are not tattered
But full of respect
Because they are worth it).
"XXX"
I don't know which girl to love
Tom, the blonde or the brunette
Maybe I should play roulette
Should she be cheerful, maybe sad?
Maybe beautiful, maybe human
Such a choice is terrible
I don't know which one, I'm hungry
To adore the one
But I don't know, I'm cold
Today I crave her love
I can't stand it, still in this anger!
"BIRDS."
Birds chirp in the sky
They fly high, lightly, airily
They chirp only when warmth approaches
In time, they will fly away—winter will come
Then we miss colorful feathers
How beautifully they chirp, don't you know it?
I know it, and I miss them.
Just to be with them.
It's so pleasant then
Not only that they cry
It's so spring-like
Green everywhere, the sun is warm
And immediately, a smile appears on your face.
"FAMILY."
Every father loves us
Every mother calls us
Every sister is afraid
Every brother is afraid
But when all this ends
In our hearts, a memory will remain
And so from generation to generation
Until our blood is shed.
"SOMETHING."
I don't know what it is?
And I don't know where it comes from.
But I hope.
That it's in a good place.
I don't know how to describe it.
Because this is the first time I've ever known anything like this.
I think about this girl.
And I'd like to offer her.
A feeling that flows from my heart.
Knowing that she won't abuse me.
Over this feeling and my character.
Will she love me?
I have to start this, not her.
Because she is, after all, my dream girl!
“XXX.”
My angel is a smile
My hope is life
Power is a word
Knowledge is experience
The heart opens the mind
Light makes friends
Darkness fades away in the darkness.
“STATEMENT.”
Evil - begets evil,
Even though it didn't want to.
Evil - fights good,
Because it was the first to begin.
Good destroys evil,
Because it wanted to.
So what came into being?
IF I SAY - THAT IT WILL BE
“CHAOS” - IT WAS NOT ENOUGH.
“YOU SAID.”
You told me what you wanted.
You told me, come on.
You whispered, "Enchant him."
I did it without looking.
I cut him so painfully.
That in his sleep he screamed, "Take him away."
But it wasn't a dream.
The one who lived long ago replied.
I defeated your enemy.
And I still have a long way to go.
To find the one.
Until everyone is dead.
"XXX."
I don't know if the dream will come true tomorrow.
I don't know if life will be like fur.
I don't know what will happen after this event.
The prophecy says there will be many.
One person won't be important.
I don't know the girl's name.
Although it's possible that it will happen.
Don't say, "Is this a separation?"
I don't know at all what must happen.
But it's not Małgosia's fault.
She's handling it well.
Kasia or her - probably
She already knows it's going to get colder.
"WHITE, BLACK."
I've learned the intentions of black.
And certainly nothing will change.
I've learned the intentions of white.
And I know that black will not whiten.
These two colors have learned each other.
And they have taken each other's lives.
They always argue about your things.
But they don't see what is theirs.
They can even take your life.
And they will do it in the most cunning way possible.
Just to hear that
You're giving up; and then there's only trouble.
"FOR THIS STRANGER..."
Your eyes say I love you
Your lips say take you
Your heart says stay
Your body says I want you
Your hands are like heaven
Your feet are like flax
Your hair is like...
I just want to make her happy
I would like to have you always with me
I would like to whisper tenderly
But I don't know what you want
And don't think badly of me
I love you so painfully
I only want you by my side.
But surely, my dear
I will whisper tenderly, I love you!
I know nothing will come of it.
At least let me enjoy
Your sight and your charm
Forgive me, I finally know what I want
I don't know what you think about it
I don't know what you want from life
But will you take me in your arms?
Will you throw me out of your heart?
"The choice is yours..."
(The Minister of Sex and Korner).
"FOR YOU."
I think about you every day.
I think about you at night.
Your smile is charming.
Your words are like a note of gold woven together.
Your figure is like a note of gold woven together.
Your figure is like the grace of the world.
Don't listen to such a madman anymore.
I apologize for all the harm I've done.
My thoughts were rejected.
To confess my feelings to you.
That I love you more than life itself.
So that I desire your happiness.
Not Patricia's or anyone else's.
Just you before I die....
I'd like to serenade you.
But I'm no singer.
I'm not a good speaker either.
I'm not as brave as Brave.
But I care about nothing more.
If only I could hold your hands for a moment.
Hold you close.
Say "I love you."
And steal your heart!
Place a kiss on your lips.
And hide with you, where the moment is empty.
"XXX".
A certain girl broke my heart
Not because she doesn't love me, not because she doesn't like me
But because she lives with the hope of losing me
But that's not important in her life
Only that she probably doesn't see me
Why? She won't tell me.
Why? Forbidden
What matters is that I love her
And she doesn't sob to me
She doesn't think about me, she doesn't say a word
Because she's not ready yet
To love someone close to her heart
And to sigh deeply, looking with her eyes
Because that's how she hurts me.
I cheer myself up
With pure words - that she loves
But she dishonors them if she doesn't love
Then love won't be true
And my soul will become stormy
Because to lie about such an important matter
I won't talk about it, my love.
So, I love you.
But don't cry to me later.
Because if it's too late.
Your will, what will you do with it?
Will you shed a tear later?
I don't know, and nothing will matter afterward.
I loved you, and you probably meant it jokingly.
Your gestures sadden me, my love suffers.
A hole will bore in my heart.
Say the word and you'll be free.
Do you want to be free?
Do you want to be taken?
Tell me, because the noose is tightening.
Around my neck, on my life.
Tell my feelings boldly!
"XXX."
Anger won't help me at all.
Love can, oh my God.
Why does this happen in life?
That someone loves, that someone writes.
With time, everyone recognizes it.
That they don't recognize love.
And why don't I tell you?
Because this life is in a mood.
I'm lonely like a caged animal.
Maybe I get that from my mother.
But I love, I sigh, I cry.
And she doesn't even deign to
Notice my suffering.
My pain and confession.
That I doubt her, love.
You can ask if she's blind.
But I say - you'll believe in love.
When I tell you how beautiful she is.
Wise and happy.
And I'm getting close to the end.
Bye, my love, bye, confession.
I'd wave, but I'm undecided....
"THOUGHTS."
Your thoughts weren't pure
But they were very clear
You thought of me as an angel
But aren't you asking too much?
You pondered my size
And I'll be honest - that's perfect
But instead of thinking about these things
You could have stirred up love.
"I THINK ABOUT YOU."
I think about you all the time
What are you doing in the starlight at night?
Do you have your own thoughts?
A child connected with you
Perhaps you'll tell me?
That everything is fine with her
I'll sit where Larch is
The view from the neighborhood is beautiful
And do you think I'm cool?
In the beginning you loved me
You stirred up love with your gaze
Now you'll look when you have to
And you don't even argue about the day
Is this the end
Or the beginning of the story
Because I think I've gotten lost
In my own thoughts!
"XXX-child."
I'm carrying your photograph.
As you think, I'm raising a toast.
To your child with a stranger.
Maybe it will be Gamekeeper?
I don't know, Gosia, who he will be.
But the guy is "damn lucky."
That he will become your husband.
And that he will satisfy you in everything.
You'll be happy with him, that's for sure.
You'll marry him out of love.
And I'll leave without a word.
You'll become his love.
And I won't be your guest.
Let alone revive love.
Everything will be on my mind.
I even regret that I'm going to miss the calendar!
"TO THE BUNNY."
Become the love of my life.
Become the inspiration of my dreams.
I'm begging you so much!
Because my heart only wants you.
I don't want to think about another girl.
Only about you.
Do you only think about me?
I only want you.
I don't want Patricia, Monika, or Kasia.
I only want you.
Touch you tenderly, look into your eyes.
Write you poems, talk to you, laugh.
Believe that you love me very much.
And you don't only think about me, like in a dream.
I don't have very high expectations.
I want to be close to you.
And from time to time, hear.
I love only you!
"DREAM."
A cool gust of wind
I felt it when I stepped outside
The trees were rustling
As if they were saying something
They were saying aloud to themselves
That I was doing nothing
For that time to return
And I would awaken
From an eternal sleep
But not a memorable one
I don't know what happened to me
In that time that called me
Fate, for me to fight a cruel battle
With myself in February
In May I'll fall in love
And maybe I'll sob to her
In June something will awaken
And I'll have something to do
In July I'll forget myself
And maybe I'll go to her
In August things will improve
And I'll resume my friendship with him
In September I'll be hammering
And in October he'll somehow live.
"THANK YOU."
When I wake up in the morning,
I won't forget to eat my first breakfast,
Tell myself that I don't feel anything for you,
To fade into oblivion,
Because I don't break hearts!
You can change lives,
From gray to colorful,
Thank you sincerely!
That someone understood and believed,
In true love,
Behind him, he was already dead.
"WHATEVER HAPPENED."
Whatever happens,
Whatever happens,
I won't forget this, my love,
That you gave me happiness and joy,
But you took away love and perseverance,
In what is worth admiring.
That doesn't pose a threat,
That you love someone cruelly,
And that person simply doesn't give a damn about you.
"XXX"
Your words and gestures hurt my heart
But that's not all that's left.
Was there anything between us?
Or did I just dream it all?
If it was a cruel dream
Then I don't want anyone to be as sad
Like my soul and body
Because I don't think I deserved it
I'd rather die
Than suffer like this and cry
Why did this happen to me!?
Could it be midnight already
That such nightmares torment my memory
Is it just a blizzard outside?
I don't know where I went wrong in love
But I would give almost everything
For a little happiness and love.
"XXX"
Is it a dream that I love you?
Is it a fairy tale that I see myself?
Does your heart sigh for me?
Does it only love at the thought?
Will you be my lovebird?
Will you give up and run away with your mommy?
Just to convince yourself that I love you?
And are you really sobbing for you?
The answer is as short as this note.
I simply adore you, little girl.
But apart from love, poems, fidelity,
I can't give you anything more in this kindness.
"TO YOU."
I didn't see anything interesting
Besides hatred, simply evil
Because love had gone away
And I couldn't retrieve your email
And I didn't look far
I found the charm of an impure life instead
But those impure thoughts began to disappear
And the light of love began to flicker
Does this mean true love
And not the penetrating kind
That penetrates with the charm of the seas and oceans
When several men approach.
They stare at you like they're in seventh heaven.
And what am I, poor me, supposed to do?
Believe that you love and endure the dance.
Which sings a fairy-tale melody.
So joyful that all the couples shout.
That you are the most beautiful in the world.
And there is no one more beautiful than you, child.
I think about you during the day and evening.
And what you've done so far.
I don't know what's between us now.
But I hope it doesn't feed on.
Someone is feeding on your happiness.
Take my word that I won't disappoint you.
And I will whisper tenderly.
And I will never hurt you with this pain.
What another person could do.
Because I love you and let them fear God.
This cursed figure who will hurt you.
They will deceive you, just to take advantage.
I will try to defend you and say these words.
That you have become the most beautiful flower.
And I would like you to she told me honestly.
Am I just your friend?
Or a prince from a fairy tale?
And you, a princess from a coloring book!
Will you accept this as your will?
Or will you drive me away like that moth.
"QUESTIONS FOR HUMANITY."
I am a man who dreams
But I don't know which man has feelings for me
I don't know who I am, even if I'm happy
Sometimes I'm certainly tempestuous
I think to myself
Maybe about you
But I don't know all the time if I'm thinking about you
I don't know what I feel or if I'm dreaming of love
Because I feel something that's getting closer to humanity
There are more and more situations
What threatens us in time. Our love, perhaps
I don't know who I am, I don't know what it hides
I simply don't know what lives within me.
Is this a stormy feeling of anger
Or perhaps simply joyful love.
Who am I really to you?
A man, a king, love, because I don't know.
I think, and over time I reach a state
The indifference of my clan
I feel perhaps a little something
But I'm beginning to doubt, maybe it's the distance?
Why don't I remember anything?
Even what I look like.
In time, maybe I'll remember something.
But why not refuse now?
They're fighting for something we don't know.
Maybe we'll find out.
Why should I fight with myself now?
If I don't want to, I want to be with you.
With you, or maybe with my own self.
I doubt now if anyone will give me a clue.
But I'm here, thinking about what this world will bring me.
Perhaps my love, or maybe fear.
"XXX."
I think about what you're doing now.
This thought haunts me all the time.
Sometimes I feel sadness in my heart.
Because I don't see you, your little people.
He who loves you, loves you wholeheartedly.
And endures in this glorious way.
Memories comfort me.
And support me in sadness.
My heart and thoughts are with you.
But I even guess what you're doing sometimes.
I love you for who you are.
And I wait for the long-awaited summer-autumn.
"SEVEN."
There were seven of them.
Seven loved each other.
Seven swore friendship.
Seven lived in peace, which gave them.
That seven of them were not enough?
That one endured, or did wrong?
That he loved her and brought our world to life.
That his thoughts were in the land of love.
And the six defeated, or merely those who did not say Amen.
And the six knew each other better?
And the six were like a stone in a river?
And the six were only few?
Why did it happen, why did it happen?
"CREATION."
You think you'll create something.
Everyone scolds you, but you keep doing it.
It doesn't matter if anyone teases you.
You're blinded, no one teaches you.
You sink even deeper.
And you see nothing but creation more clearly. You think and pursue your goal.
You don't see anything.
Not even the bad.
Even if you push them away, my friend.
You distance yourself from your world.
Without even seeing your brother.
You give everything you can.
To make what you create work.
Then you think to yourself, what you've created.
That it's bad or good.
And the wicked wait and steal.
Your little one, what you created.
And now you regret everything.
You want revenge on these people.
And you create something that angers God.
You learn your lesson after a while.
But again, someone created a BAD thing.
"THINKS."
When a friend kills themselves.
When friendship dissolves.
Your heart will split.
Something will change in your life.
You will then remember different moments.
About love, betrayal, life.
You will ponder the thought
That you will never meet again people
Who you like and support
In important matters, because you are dying.
“XXX.”
Music softens its short temper.
Everyone knows that you don't need vodka.
To dance to the rhythm of your song.
Then you show off your charms.
Bass, soprano, lyrics.
And a finished melody is born.
You play it on the radio, in your free time.
And you forget about your own time.
Words tangled like the fleece of love.
Music like the fire of fidelity.
Every person listens to what they want.
But I listen to this...
Who knows?
“ENOUGH.” (For suicides.)
I've had enough of it all.
I've had enough of even the good stuff.
Life bores me.
Nothing will wake me up anymore.
A second passes, a minute groans.
Only anguish awakens in my body.
Whatever happens, I'll call it torment.
I learned to write and read.
I was good at thinking and acting.
I've had enough of everything now.
Whatever happens.
This cold worry
Creates a people in the flesh.
And outside of it, a blizzard.
I don't want to write.
I don't want to read either.
I'm screaming enough.
I don't wish anyone
This worry!
So, goodbye.
"WAR."
When the moon is shed with the blood of Christians,
Then a demonic war will break out,
In which people with signs from God will participate.
They will gather in a circle until a complete set of knights is formed.
And when they see an axe in the sky,
Then the last day will begin.
God's warriors will begin to fight together to save planet Earth.
And the Chaos that grips the earth will fall into darkness, and day will dawn.
In which evil will be defeated forever and ever. AMEN.
“XXX.”
When hearts beat in unison
When the smile on your face is
Then I feel wonderful
And then I want to call you.
In a dream, hold my hand and hug me tight
Then I feel so wonderful
And whisper these words tenderly
I love you, my Angel
I desire you and want to kiss you
Only when I'm alone with you.
I think about you, what you're doing
I think about you, that
You're so far away from me
And I sit here, comforting myself
That you're happy and that you already have someone close
Because I don't know what you're doing
But I love you, I want to whisper
I still sob to you
And I can't forget you.
Quote: “The Dragon.”
The lion staggers, falls into the darkness.
Demons seize him.
A scarlet dragon stretches out.
Carried by the black wind.
The knights have fallen into eternal sleep.
For the great battle has wearied them.
And deep within the accursed mountains, far away.
A satanic swarm awakens.
THE HOUR OF THE DRAGON! A corpse-like chill.
Fear with a bloody prey eye.
THE HOUR OF THE DRAGON! The people are terrified.
Who can resist the dragon?
"What is this?"
Thoughts wander through my mind.
Like breakfast; a hungry man will answer
But my thoughts aren't always pure
Sometimes they can be considered bloody
A premonition is troubling me
Is it warning my mind in its battle?
Or maybe the parliamentary name is right
That Cupid shot me with an arrow for dinner
Are the gray knights overheating?
Do they prove something?
What feeling is troubling me?
Maybe someone is staring with a spell?
"Whining."
Looking far away, dreaming of you
Without seeing my own future
I live day by day
Surrendering to despair, I know
Where are you, the painted lady of my dreams?
Like a goddess who will hurt for nothing
Knowing everything, wounding me with loneliness
Is it good to die without you with dignity?
Not knowing why this happens
My blood floods my heart and body
My mind sins with loneliness
So much that the devil rejoices
My suffering is unimportant to you
Do you hate me so much, my God-Lord!
That you allow my dreams to be taken away
And you want to take me to a terrible prison?!
You don't know what I want to do most
I'll give you a hint: live free with money by my beloved
To cuddle and know that evil will not defeat me or her
Because our love will conquer even the most evil master.
“My Beloved”
My Beloved
You are the goddess of eternity
You know how I love you
With you I journey towards eternity
You give me everything that is most beautiful
Love, joy, and passion
I, like a fork in the road once
I have found within myself what is most important today
Let those who were with me but are not
Envy our temporary gates of heaven
And those who are not yet bound
Admire our matched pair
I don't mean to say they envy
But only sometimes they saw us together.
"Change."
Like a shadow torn from the darkness
Like an arrow engulfed in hatred
So my heart is torn from my mind
It was torn apart in the time of wickedness
Grinded to dust
Untamed memory
A dungeon for thoughts
A labyrinth of experienced experiences
Why do I need to know the answer to this question?
If my mind is different, I'm already suffocating
But to untangle this noose... It is necessary
To call out for bread to no one.
To remain free from distant time
So that in place of the loop there would be no chaos
Like the earth in spring, not winter dust
To be what one loves and become great
O fierce thought
Like a dark path
But there is light in it
Even the body has not faded
The loops are untied
A heart in love
The radiance has conquered the darkness
That's just a small step....
"YOU."
Like a galloping steed in the blue sky
SO SO SOON I WILL BE WITH YOU
When you need help, words
I will be there... Your support.
In sadness and happiness, joy, life
Remember this, my kitty
You changed my heart, you gave me wings
And I am still with you and in seventh heaven
You are my support, my comfort, my sun
When I see you, I lose my darkness within myself
It escapes where no one sees it
That way, it can't hurt anyone
You ignite me like lava on Earth
When... I see you!
Time doesn't exist for me
I don't think about dinner
Sometimes I just sit and look at myself
Without recognizing my reflection
I wonder about the sky
Over what is delicate and fragrant
Over a beautiful flower growing in the meadow
You are my spring, my summer, my dream
Simply, my darling, I love you so much.
"ROSE."
I love my rose, even though it's wild at times.
I love its petals, even with their thorns.
Because its delicacy is my life.
And a ray of sunlight falling on it is my delight.
Although sometimes it grumbles about whatever it wants.
I know one thing for sure: it will continue to thrive in this garden.
Although the weather changes sometimes.
But even that can be overcome.
"Calling to the Lord."
Please, Lord, consider my request.
Don't incite me, let me not hear of war.
Only make everyone love each other.
Just as my heart whispers to Ania now.
Don't cause me pain.
Don't force me to bear arms.
No, now that I dream of my Niunia.
Don't punish us, Lord, for our mistakes.
Only remind us of what the sacraments proclaim.
Let the punishment be the inflicted prayer.
And not firing a gun is an inappropriate thought.
O gracious Lord, you are good and merciful.
Sometimes harsh, but just.
You do whatever you wish, defending your paradise.
Lord, remember in your meditations.
About us, about your little beings.
Who long to whisper to you.
But not in times of trouble.
O Lord, don't think about those idiots.
Who want to kill instead of love.
Give us; let us cry out!
Whisper to loved ones, not sob.
Don't dig graves for those killed in war.
Only rejoice and live God-fearing lives.
Grant us, O Lord.
I whisper now... Amen.
"My apple tree."
My dear, little flower from the meadow,
You are like an apple tree,
You bear fruit, my little darling,
And the bee creates nature for us,
Remember, my little plant,
I water you, my chosen one,
I care for you and nurture you,
I even learn about your structure,
I am no worm,
I do not eat your fruit with relish,
I care for you and nurture you so that you may ripen,
So that I may proudly boast,
That your fruit also belongs to me,
So that I may become a gardener as I should,
I am now full of joy,
That in time our fruit will bring joy to everyone.
"Connection."
As the New Year knocks on the door,
So you open your heart to me,
May we never lack love,
Secret thoughts and joy,
I gave you everything I have,
My heart, my life, and everything I will have,
I love you, and you still have to put on the ring,
And this will mean that you agree to a life together,
Whether I sulk or whisper tenderly,
This is who you chose, my angel,
When sadness comes or laughter surrounds us,
This is how this ring will unite us forever.
And every acquaintance will surround us,
Give us the most beautiful wishes,
And my mind, my thoughts; it fought a battle,
But the sight of you so enchanted me,
Love triumphed, as always and everywhere,
A moment of weakness said, "Let it be so,"
And so everyone proclaims the message,
That the one who loves her most faithfully proposed.
"The Doctor's Prescription."
Why is it like this and how it must be?
That something always chokes my planet?
If it's not carbon dioxide?
It's radiation from the sky.
Sometimes, some lava bursts like a vein in its roots.
Sometimes it has a fever or trembles, maybe it's a plague.
What a turn it is that it blooms.
Beautiful and exquisite again.
And at the same time, it suffers from oxygen deficiency and too much acidic color.
But that doesn't bother it, because it manages, adds something to its outfit.
I see you're sick sometimes when some trash lies on the beautiful green color.
You wonder if death is smiling.
It's not here yet, forever yours is not enough.
I remember those little bacteria that laughed.
You didn't know it was us.
How that dream weighed on my heart.
How we played with monkeys.
And now we play alone.
Some even with small baubles.
Others play. in saving your life
Some of us, that is, a small number
Unfortunately, it happens that we are like blood in our veins
And you are a heavenly body
This beautiful whole, like marrow in our bones
We remember that you exist, but you are sick
And you are slowly dying, you need a quick cure
Less toxicity and more oxygen
It doesn't matter that we poison you
But we truly love you, as some do.
"Dream Desire."
I call to you, my beloved,
So that you might hear many warm words.
I long to touch you and whisper.
To scream and wait for your whisper.
Don't let me wait for this moment too long, my dear.
Because I will become a Bishop or an invalid.
I long to taste your lips like touching a rose petal.
To sensually embrace you, to savor the whole thing.
To gently move you, to bite you passionately.
So that you might feel the waves beating faithfully.
So that your hair might sway over your shoulder.
And a kiss might taste your bare neck.
My hand, with a wandering movement, would throw off your covering.
So that you might be covered like the first woman, that is, naked.
My body, aflame with yours,
It would be joined for this heavenly moment.
And when our pose grew tired,
It wanted to change it to something more sensual.
Until Our souls united
And they wanted to stay together forever
It would last forever
But fate is such
That after a delightful night
I woke up to go about my job.
"One sec".
Vanity of vanities and vanity of vanities
A vanity life in life
And life is an experience
A lover of love in love, a cloud
The blue of heaven, not heaven in blue
A sunbeam, a light, a ray in the darkness
A rainbow in the firmament, the firmament not heaven
In word and deed, in deed, in word a gift
In thought a call and a gift
In body, a breath of friction
In visible smile, a cry, a scream in action
In joyful experience, the joy of ecstasy
In vanity without change
In whispered orgasm in words
In word, in fact
With you I see joy
And without you I perish
You are my lady in all things
You are my deed in life
You are my speech in silence
You are my Niunia – the dawn
To call with you I will be
I will leave without you.
"Who?"
My heart is where you are in the morning
My thoughts and actions in my own little house
A funny giggle, the sound of a sigh
Perhaps with reflection or even singing
A lover from a novel
Or music at a party
Morning coffee, maybe breakfast
A word or a gesture
A deed or time
A monument of words, a memory, a dream
A cry or laughter
A husband or a master
Perhaps simply your beloved.
"Time for happiness."
It's time to taste fate
Don't do anything wrong to me anymore
Living in happiness and abundance
With work, cash in taxes
Close to you with an account full
As if on vacation, temperamental
In plus with a number, a number of zeros
In my own house with the children of this
My beloved, shared plans
A pile of dreams with a patent
With a Nobel Prize in Physics, a swarm of chatter
The fame of time is knocking on the drums
The account will soon be full
A beautiful life in abundance
On a champagne ship
In the dirt of everything around
A head full of cars
In the garage house is waiting
A car for a person
For a girlfriend, a future wife
Some "free" for the mother-in-law
Everything is beautiful and colorful
Decorated for love
Schools are all happy
That they will add EEMS students
Being crushed to dust will be bad luck
And Poverty will be killed by the influx of cash.
So that I don't avoid the calculation puzzle.
I bought what I wanted with Niunia.
And gave a small part to my friends as a gift.
But that will happen when.
When I hear the squeal of today's poverty.
"A human being in person."
I hear and speak.
I can also jump.
I don't understand something sometimes.
I scream with anger.
I write in my own words.
I read and speak.
I love and I know how to love.
Fly a plane in dreams, not in action.
I eat and drink.
I like and hate.
I give you happiness.
Friendship, if I like you.
When I have to, I am.
I will get up or lie down.
When I'm sad, I will hug a tissue.
I live with love.
I move forward with time.
So who am I?
A human being in person.
“Childish questions?”
Like a wounded bird scuttled to the ground
Our planet needs help
Why?
The trumpet sounded a call to war
And death took its toll on both sides
Why?
You loved your government, a magnificent state
And now you're ashamed that you remembered it
Why?
You were with your beloved with your heart and soul
When she betrayed you, you abandoned her
Why?
You didn't cast human anger on evil
Only on those you knew and loved
Why?
You try your best to get a job
And because you don't have one, you can't think straight anymore
Why?
You wanted to fulfill your dreams
But you're afraid you've already forgotten them
Why?
You sit drunk or high
And then life is full of laughter
Why?
You claim things can't get any better.
You give up and wait for your funeral.
Why?
You want to pay off your conscience with money.
Because you only pass by the homeless sometimes.
Why?
Life isn't dear to you.
And the blood still beats in your heart.
Why?
Will someone save our planet?
Am I to see no rivers in two centuries?
Why?
"False or true?"
School teaches us.
Teachers teach.
And not, which of us waits for their drugs.
Some are rabble, and sometimes even vultures.
We get high in wolf's clothing.
Hypocrisy and lies have come to love us.
And what is evil is greeted with stupidity.
Hello, drugs; Alcohol is getting cheaper
And the Prime Minister is laughing in Parliament
Mr. "H"'s plans are coming true
They're simply selling themselves
We feel, we love, and we do nothing
The important thing is that Poles have time to pour in interest
Let the mafia be happy that we don't have legalization
And the government is happy that we have donkeys and sheep in Poland
We wanted America, so we have it
Zero culture. Whores and drug use
This is the choice of a middle schooler who doesn't listen to his mom
Poland doesn't need a Third World War
It will sell itself like newly produced marijuana.
It's better if the parliament goes to the Caribbean
Because the money is still known in the government account
Why are you talking nonsense?
Tell me that limousines are now the state's fashionable style.
My God, Lord of Majesty
You see and do not thunder
You see weaknesses
You love us, so do not allow them to do this
So that our country does not become a rag.
"Vision – Experience"
I'll tell you now what I see.
That a person is like Speedway.
Fighting for everything for fame and career.
I'm not afraid, I'm just honest.
You're afraid of living in silence and poverty.
That everyone wants to eat something or be in heaven.
There's no order on our earth.
Because someone has forgotten common sense.
That everything is like a power outage.
If our power outage goes down now.
It'll be two lines, not a cross, which is a X.
The great unknown is whether it will survive.
Will it crumble and be shoulder to shoulder?
Ladies and gentlemen, when evil lives within us,
We laugh over cake or coffee,
Mr. Parliament, what are you to your people,
What are you to a man who believes in the power of miracles,
You promised us jobs and education,
And middle schools are teaching us how to get high, even steal,
And you're setting a fine example for us,
That by stealing from someone, you enrich yourself and don't apologize.
Mr. Prime Minister, who are you now?
Our Prime Minister or a thief from Nottingham?
Let the government and their backsides consider their words.
Because when he comes soon and speaks with deeds without asking for words,
Lord, Greatness of matter and conscience,
You are for those who believe not in deeds but in words,
Which are truth only for us,
And not lies and chaos for this time.
At a time when others fight for the world,
Others sell their brother,
A friend and his dreams,
Which are important to them and their world.
At a time when someone cries unnecessarily,
Others are angry and it doesn't necessarily bother them.
I love you, sir, for your deeds.
That the time of fighting and the last war is coming.
I love you because you are honest and I am free.
That he will come to fight in the last battle.
He who waits for the gate to open.
Remembers that he was imprisoned there.
When the key frees. The shackles will receive the order given to him.
And then there will be no word of amen.
That which loves evil and good will begin.
"Chaos will reign, and then only the eye will remain.
Not the Saur, but the Lord of Darkness."
Who waits for the evil aliens to leave?
Who are we, your servants?
Not only do we wait, but we also listen.
Only a few know that we will do nothing.
We will reconcile as soon as possible.
I love you, and this world will not perish.
The last pawns on the chessboard will stand.
And king and king will meet.
And so peace will reign, amen.
Lord of evil and Lord of goodness.
Then there will be a face.
As in the days of old Fern flowers.
Happiness and joy, peace forever.
My beloved city and new toys.
You will send us an antivirus from heaven.
And the description of wars from holy and forbidden books.
This is a short description, because it is too vague.
Who has ever seen in a dream how he tramples on corpses?
He searches for his friends and weapons
Fighting like Himen or a gladiator
Where the smell of death rips blood from his sinuses
And there's nowhere to hide
Only blood, corpses, the enemy, and an order in his head
Where the body has had enough
Escapes, fighting, weapon refinement
Teleportal jumps and descriptions of amen
A loved one only thinks and soothes
And everyone who has family or will someday visit them fights
Where civilians sleep under the open sky in ruins with diseases
Fighting some cannibal
Sharing and teaching that unity is survival
That everyone prays to God, shouting:
"Lord, let there be peace now"
And those who have power like Xmen protect them
And care for their lives
When the earth, polluted by blood, remains
And only one building will stand and remain
Then the glint of light can only be seen from it
Survives those who are one-third destroyed It houses
Building a world of happiness and joy
Cosmos will be colonized in peace
And the king and queen will rule the city
The wise men of the great council will speak justly
And warriors will protect and sometimes fight
Whoever has seen battles or the Messiah of this lord
Warriors or something terrible
Let him not cry for having seen or felt this way
For fate is in our hands
And destiny in the hands of the lord called God.
"The Calling."
When I love her
And she me
I want this to change
This world so gloomy into a colorful hue
So that I don't have to be ashamed of being human
So that a robot, not a field, not a stranger, not the earth
Destroy what I love and my mind calls
I am only a small human being
Hear me, Lord
Hear me, even you with black eyes
Make sure our world doesn't perish in vain
Please don't play at war of the flesh
Because what is holy is not a fight, not this glory
Holy war is not a war of the flesh
It is of the spirit and mind, not the gates of hell
Killing is as easy as destroying anything
To create or discover is a calling
Kills are those who think they have power
But that is a fool, because that is not the solution
When something can be destroyed in a moment
It is not the same as living, my dears
Choosing death is not our path
Life and the world are ours Save
Deeds count not through lies and promises.
Unity of every capital
War is not for us, because death chooses itself.
When is one of us to see the Lord, the creator of heaven?
Holy war is not for the flesh.
That's not how this concept works.
We must fight so as not to break the commandments.
Give others some gifts.
Holy war is fought every day.
Between evil and good.
Whoever turns words of peace into war?
Simply heads to their funeral early.
Instead of living and enjoying life.
Just like the one who plays with greed.
This is the fate the Lord God will grant them.
I love this world, and heaven doesn't even feel like crying.
Because instead of having pure thoughts and hearts,
Our souls become dirty with reason.
When we fight our brother's son.
Instead of creating new DNA.
We kill our own RNA.
I call to you, dear character.
This is not the time to fight, you crazy wage.
It's enough that the planet no longer cries.
It has no strength. and our fate is laid out on a platter
Served with a recipe, highlighted by choice
This is not me, nor the man of a new era
It's time to change things, that's how I think, Lord
My murderous thoughts cloud my mind
But what will happen next?
When a man completely murders himself!
Who will live in this deadly valley?
Who will speak with the heart, when he kills with deeds and lust?
If revenge is already an old deed.
And war is foolish enough.
The fight for power is a drug and nonsense.
A word that hurts others is Icarus's pen.
Anger and malice are a childish boor.
And laziness doesn't work miracles at all.
Law-breaking bends in various directions.
But other values of human disease remain.
Not mentioned, because time has been given to learn.
So that we won't be like broken pianos.
Like a library empty of books.
Like teenagers with curses or drugs.
It's time to stop playing doctor.
Because the diagnosis has already been made.
The cure is change. I'm already healing the wounds of my life.
And can you?
Are you still lacking in intelligence?
Or maybe you're just not ready for the new era?
Instead of thinking like the twenty-first century?
Perhaps you live like a primitive human?
Answer yourself and get on with it.
Because time, as always, is not working against you.
It moves forward, not backward, in your life.
Even if you move to a certain period in your life.
It's ticking... calling: forward.
Before you know what happened, you'll find out for yourself.
You'll think for a moment and say, "That's how it was."
"Do I Love?"
I thought about what once lasted
About what was, what loved
But it burned out again
Even though I said it wouldn't happen to me
For a while I dabbled in drugs
Partying gave me courage
But time I wish I could turn my life around
And I met you when my life was falling apart
But you gave me courage, you gave me
A chance and I took it, oh yes
Thanks to you I know my name again
What my thoughts dictate and that I will endure
Yes, I know that thanks to you I live
I knew love and no one can wash it away
And only you make me exist in happiness
That I still live, thinking, creating with feeling
My heart burns from sunrise to sunset
And your sun is everywhere in my mind
I love you and it will be so until the end of my life
I know I am in heaven
Even though on earth I step on
I love you, my lady of my heart.
I know that without you I am suffocating and afraid.
THAT SOMEONE WILL DESTROY YOU, TAKE YOU AWAY, OR RUIN YOU FROM ME
I recreate what fantasy gives me
Writing down reality in notes and poems
You are my lady like a flower thirsting for the earth
A feeling now like rain in an important life
And lightning when you illuminate me with a view
I know you are my cloud
My rainbow, my Niunia
My dessert, my karma
My fate, fantasy, dream
Everything I know and everything we will become acquainted with.
“Mine or -me.”
Like an angel saying woe,
I do not speak, I only listen as my lord (God) commands.
I do not speak.
I make words, in which time flows.
Like two or three hundred centuries.
I do not make signs with words, like a messiah speaking to the people.
I do what the lord tells me.
I am a simple man created from a human being.
I was hatched into the world during war.
When a domestic tank roamed the streets.
I am not Satan, I am not an angel.
I am a human being; My lord in heaven
is the creator of what is created
sees what we see and also the invisible side
loves or hates, he is always just
sooner or later he will punish or shorten the bright light
my life, oh lord, is not so terrible
because I know that your deeds are like a star: I dream
oh lord, a few of my words are disorganized
I am a simple man, and you are the lord
I don't know what I did to deserve by saying your name
hearing the voices of heaven and at the gates of mad hell
some call, some do not do, others open
my lord, I am not ready on the wings of night
to turn against these noble people
oh lord, do not call me to battle, that I may reach for the sword in time
that I may have to visit hell and heaven with a compass
oh angel, may your strength be with us
in the day of glory and defeat
may Lord, forgive us for being like sheep,
for wolves dressed in sheep's clothing are around us, doing nonsense,
breaking the laws established by the Lord with our ancestors,
let us not do evil, for it is not I, not you,
but he with his army will stand on a hill like a sheikh master of a harem,
and begin not to count, but to look into souls, O Lord,
You see them through and you will leave them alive to rebuild what was destroyed,
You will leave what is beautiful,
You will destroy evil and send servants of hell for them,
so that they may enter among the people and bring them to the gate,
and when the abyss opens and the gray sheep enter,
the gates of evil will close and the city will arise, Lord,
I will come forth like an arrow shot from a bow that knows its course and conquers its path,
O Lord, you are like an untamed word,
but those who love or are with evil understand you. gate
wondering what evil is for him
and it's not too late for something new to change
Oh Lord, don't make me go into my people with a sword and an army
don't make me fight with words for others
only make this world "pleasant" for ..............
"The Calling."
When I love her
And she me
I want this to change
This world so gloomy into a colorful hue
So that I don't have to be ashamed of being human
So that a robot, not a field, not a stranger, not the earth
Destroy what I love and my mind calls
I am only a small human being
Hear me, Lord
Hear me, even you with black eyes
Make sure our world doesn't perish in vain
Please don't play at war of the flesh
Because what is holy is not a fight, not this glory
Holy war is not a war of the flesh
It is of the spirit and mind, not the gates of hell
Killing is as easy as destroying anything
To create or discover is a calling
Kills are those who think they have power
But that is a fool, because that is not the solution
When something can be destroyed in a moment
It is not the same as living, my dears
Choosing death is not our path
Life and the world are ours To save
Not through lies and promises, actions count
The unity of every capital
War is not for us, for death chooses itself
When is one of us to see the Lord, the creator of heaven?
Holy war is not for the flesh
That's not how this concept works
We must fight so as not to break the commandments
Give others some gifts
Holy war is fought every day
Between evil and good
Whoever turns words of peace into war
Simply heads early to his funeral
Instead of life and enjoying it
Just like the one who plays with greed
This is the fate the Lord God will give him
I love this world and the sky doesn't even want to cry.
Because instead of having pure thoughts and hearts,
Our souls become dirty with reason.
When we fight with our brother's son.
Instead of creating new DNA.
We kill our own RNA.
I call to you, dear character.
This is not the time to fight, you crazy wage.
It's enough that the planet no longer cries.
It has no strength, and our fate is on a platter.
Provided with a recipe, emphasized by choice.
This is not me, nor the man of a new era.
It's time to change things, that's how I think, Lord.
My murderous thoughts cloud my mind.
But what will happen next?
When man completely murders himself!
Who will live in this deadly valley?
Who will speak with the heart, when deeds and lust kill?
If revenge is already an old deed?
And war is foolish enough.
The fight for power is a drug and nonsense.
A word that hurts others is Icarus's pen.
Anger and malice are a childish boor.
And laziness doesn't work miracles at all.
Law-breaking, bending in various directions.
But other values of human disease remain.
Not mentioned, because time has been given to learn.
So that we don't become like broken pianos.
Like a library empty of books.
Like teenagers with curses or drugs.
It's time to stop playing doctor.
Because the diagnosis has already been made.
The cure is change. I'm already healing the wounds of my life.
Can you?
Are you still lacking in intelligence?
Or perhaps you're simply not ready for a new era?
Instead of thinking like the twenty-first century?
Perhaps you live like a primitive human being?
Answer yourself and take care of yourself.
Because time, as always, is not working against you.
It moves forward, not backward in your life.
Even if you move to a certain period in your life.
It ticks... it calls: forward.
Before you know what happened, you'll find out for yourself.
You'll think for a moment and say, "That's how it was."
"Who's hunting?"
The heat of hatred blinding the mind
It can burn everything like a phoenix
Loving a foreign life as if it were our own
forgetting the embers
And transforming it into the fire of passion
We begin to notice the changes in the world
Everything is beautiful like a rainbow in the sky
Ugly is that which cannot burn with feeling
And life is increasingly joyful or astonishing
Every moment is a satisfaction
Sighs counting down the time of the beloved's arrival
Sadness fearing its own arrival
Becomes a monster, harmless
Because what is burning is sustained like a battery
Lips, cheeks, and eyes bring out the reflection
Of what lives in the heart, not suffocating like sauerkraut
But releases a beautiful sigh
Like a garden dreaming of a little bee
Yes, it is obvious not spring nor winter
but the heart sighs and cries with longing
Not a short mind, but an eternal thought lives
That a beloved figure is within us Like a stimulant enveloping the body
But it's not a dream, it's reality that's the enemy
It's not the dream of this flame, but the desire for fulfillment
Or maybe the life within it makes this "I" burn
Or maybe the memory or the pleasure of life causes the charm of this feeling
I don't know if, but surely life is like fear and a dream
Like an enveloping blanket
She slumbers and covers us with warmth and life
Oh yes, the heart pulsating to the rhythm of her words
And the red water almost pours boiling water over our body
It grows hotter and hotter at the sight of her, and then a moment overtakes us
No words, her sight again ignited the senses of desire
And breath didn't allow us to speak
This is the trap of everyone's life
But one gesture was enough - the mind's speech howled
And for a small snack of a spider to be in the web
But that's how it is, the heart is not a servant and the breath is not a cannibal
But yes, it's a beautiful sigh, the sight of a muse, and the charm is ready
Enchantment... no, love, that love again
The feeling of lovers hee hee
When We love and forget about everything.
Time doesn't matter, fear doesn't matter.
You and her
She and you
This is your time, not war, not peace
A sigh and a whisper lulling love
And life is as it is
Remember the Black Widows' appetizers
That life is only a short moment
And the spider's venom can be eternal or momentary
Little poor flies, free and playful, enjoying life
And sooner or later they will fall into someone's trap
Like a lark flying in the sky upon hearing a chirp
He was capable of dying just to see the owner of a sweet "hello"
Yes, we are beasts or docile pets
Feeding on feelings or playing with them
We choose and select what is to be
And what is not, but that is the truth and the taste of fiery life
Either you feed on the flame or extinguish it, just like.....
"One, maybe two, no."
Something tells me life is a banality.
Not a weed, not a virus that infected.
Thinking about what was seen in test tubes.
Not what's mixed up in the government.
Not what's human, incomprehensible.
Not what you dreamed of and is now shattered.
Not what you love and has become perplexing.
Not what's fabulous has become a problem.
Not what you call life is poor.
Not you, who saw some joys in life.
Not you, who love, have hurt many.
Not what knows how to live every day.
Not him, not you, not us, not them.
Not someone, not life, not faith.
Only those who try will change this world for good.
Those who know an angel and not only talk to him.
Not those who see and are deaf to words, help.
Not those who see what they think, God help them.
Not those who love, the will to help.
Not those who mock, know what will happen at night.
Only cunning will overcome it and say no.
Pomerania and The good path will fall.
Helping and living, but it's lovely.
There's nothing like believing that something will turn out well.
There's nothing like the thought and dream that someone will understand something.
There's nothing like a story about a new life.
There's nothing like a heart changing and getting rid of a stone.
There's nothing like life becoming something that no longer bothers.
"XXX".
Fighting for survival, swearing and doing
What is good for the world is not forgetting
But suffocating every day, why her?
Why me?
Loving a woman I'm not with?
Deceiving a feeling that overwhelms me.
Not knowing why, who I am in a dream?
Not knowing about life, reveling in the wind.
Not harming her, but hurting myself every day.
I didn't know that love could last like this.
Untamed, giving no rest.
Only her whisper could wake me up, unheard of rescue.
Who are you, my beloved angel?
Why does my cowardly style?
Prevent me from approaching my beloved?
"xxx".
Knowing of the event of eternal love
Time won't change
Which is the dearest in my heart
And it pounds in my heart
Screaming, whimpering. Why?
Loving this known thing
My heart and soul, listening to the wind whisper your name to me
And I am far from you and I don't call, my love.
Why does my heart and soul yearn?
Why do I feel nothing except this:
That I still love you
And I don't know what's going on with us
Changing time to make things better
Unable to see you, I wither
And in my heart you live there and I can't drive you away
A word, a whisper, a gesture, a text message is enough.
And I will come alive again
And I keep taking years off
And I can't see my world without you.
(FOR G.)
"To her."
Your words and gestures break my heart
But that's not all that's left.
Was there anything between us?
Or did I just dream it?
If it was a cruel dream
Then I wouldn't want anyone to be as sad
As my Soul and Body
Because I don't know if I deserved it
I'd rather die
Than suffer like this and cry
Why did this happen to me?!
Has it already struck midnight?
That such nightmares torment my memory
Is there only a "human blizzard" on the road
Did I deserve this?
Oh, unsullied, cursed fear
Like my dark ghost swaying the leaves
Oh, wretched me...
"I REMEMBER."
Dream or reality gave courage to the abyss.
I was not a dream.
I loved, shedding a tear.
Seeing impurely.
Words, keeping oaths.
Fighting against time and my own fate.
I remember how something hurts someone....
I can love, hate for days.
But it's not difficult to live in these times.
Only to know what will come after them....
You were not the ending novel in my life.
Not with words, not with deeds, gestures, sighs.
Looking at the fork in life, sometimes.
Desperation whispers, howling in the darkness of the abyss.
Not knowing what this "Figure" truly is.
The grayness of cells surrounded by lies has not forgotten...
A body, mutilated and loaded, remembers...
A heart torn apart, glued together by the subconscious.
Fights for survival, striving for unity...
Peace for fools who believe...
In war and other things that strive for impurity, called impurities
I already know what I want to be and what I deal with every day
With the stupidity, greed, bad habits, and lies that sometimes surround us
Where the dirt sometimes becomes unbearable in the world of fictional existence
Forgotten goodness, waiting for the situation to improve, remembers.
Patiently waiting, perhaps for a dark spell.
Or perhaps he simply can't sleep knowing about this dump.
Those who want to save themselves at all costs make more noise about the past.
Than looking at values, codes, laws, seeing deeds of good.
Creating the future, not embellishing life with the past and bad reasoning.
Our hard drives are full, but sometimes not skillfully used.
Who wants war to be, the everyday reality of stupidity?
When should reason reach our reality?
Shall we lose our lives for nothingness?
Shall we learn to immediately kill what is real and tangible, as if on cue?
Can't our reason solve the problem of stimulants?
Shall we stuff ourselves with steroids in our free time?
Shall we eat plastic chemicals straight away?
If I were ready for a "last conversation,"
Then I would personally commit this mad act.
Fighting, even though I hate violence.
But I only know one thing: a fool starts a war.
To be able to finish himself as quickly as possible.
Fear closes his eyes to what they sometimes see.
But then it's even worse.
Because the subconscious can't bear it anymore.
If someone were to be found.
Who would lead humanity to order...
Would anyone join them?
...Knowing that they will be remembered not only for this order...?
Have we already forgotten how to live without war?
Does a person have to appear who will end it differently?
Does the masses no longer know how to move in peace?
Does they have to keep shouting and tearing others apart?
Will I ever see that beautiful view from a time without war again...
One wise person told me...
The answer is within us, and sometimes around "her."
(Dedication to those who dabble in evil.)
"LAURA".
Looking at the world through the eyes of a young lady
Sparkling with the rays of youth
With a smile and a tender word
She tears apart the grayness of life's gloomy sphere.
Not a nymph, not an angel, but a woman...
She looks at life without worrying about time.
Without suffering, without corruption, she heals the wounds of her being.
Without committing evil in a real howl...
Without chaos and panic, she knows what to do in life...
Full of prudence and beautiful, unsullied - Laura :)
"XXX".
Longing for what is untamed sometimes adds tears...
Remembering the deeds that are written somewhere by time.
Who am I if not a man who knows...
Who fights like a lion and feels like a fly...
I must remember, or should I remember, what I have experienced?
Zero news, no contact, and emptiness...
And I am still patiently waiting...
To make a few last deeds before my breath expires.
Should I call out or scream - "WHY"?
When will we understand that war and evil are no good?
Only one thought remains in my mind:
For the last time, someone would listen to the Captain who loves.
Who believes in the good of this country...
Who believes that changes for the better will soon appear.
Who will humanity be without acts of kindness?
Who will finally bring peace to the whole world?
You who see our lives and plan our deeds?
When will it be?
Will I ever see this adventure again?
Oh, cruel fate, you choose the path of destiny.
When will it be?
If no one but a handful of people knows about it. What may or may not happen to whom.
O Life, which is a puzzle now lost
And waiting to be placed where it should be....
That's how it happens that life, by fate, creates puzzles for us....
And sometimes it takes a long time to put them together. .......
"SCREAM."
Seeing the flickering of the present world
Anxiety manifests itself; of a dream seen
The faster it rushes along its course,
The greater the emptiness of the choked words
Not a word can be uttered
Only the thought arises: is it worth starting over again...
The sound wriggles like a whimper
And is this supposed to be a scream or a call?
In the heart, hatred, human fragments
Fight honestly or destroy, like a blizzard?
Over time, the call is so capricious...
And my thoughts are increasingly elsewhere.
I will have to utter a cry of my prudence
This last one before I disappear from this path
Fighting is only noise
And this is supposed to be a scream that is now empty time.
In my thoughts, only ruins remain.
There are no echoes, no whispers, no calls...
There is only a crack that forgets how to forbid.
Many noisy words pass...
The scream that changes everything remains.
Not enough...; the alpha walks in the word.
He who sees the last scream will utter...
Anxiety, not war, misunderstanding.
Time to arm ourselves until someone answers the scream.
"XXX".
I clipped my wings
Hurting not only myself
Screaming in silence
Tearing apart souls
You fed me with dreams
You fed me with hope and faith
You fed me with the defeat of my enemies
You fed me with the power of logic
You fed me with deeds and truth
You fed me with fortune, stopping the wheel
You fed me with the love I had
You fed, fed, fed…
“Destiny”
In the desert of circles
At the base of the poisonous corner
Pharaoh promised and kept his word
They took Katrina upwards in a circle of fire
Orion saw a cruelly strange world
She helped them speak and write with her speech
And time was a parable
Before zero there was a furnace
In the poisonous corner there are roads
One shortcut is supply
A bone with a scythe guards there
Bacteria releases
“Death” The Nile doesn't show its face to the chosen ones.
If you, too, stand on the good side.
The description of images of history is the reason.
That not only is life here a nightmare.
But you must not take anything from that place – do not steal.
Because the Nile will overflow with a red spring.
Like a well.
The second stop is where secrets are guarded.
Wisdom is the key.
It will give maps.
To the gates of knowledge of the living and the dead, books are like the sun.
To the discs of the sun, the rings of greed.
It will lead the chosen one to the third path.
He will know everything he needs for life.
He will find an island with a city with an atlas.
With a clear cloud.
What helps him in life every day.
What he will learn there.
Perhaps he will tell you too.
Only the chosen one of fate.
He will get there without obstacles.
And can change the world.
He will bring a good mood.
But when the second one finds it.
And for power. looking for
Then the obituary will include
All earthly art.
"sarcophagus"
In the concrete jungle
The sky shows the way
The emptiness of life everywhere
Jagger comments
Many were saved
Many also died
But so that others might live
No one imitates "Greedy"
Four more seasons
New Year's Eve is measured
And then "freedom" will shout
Until then, the future will visit us
So that nightmares won't arise
Under the ruins of sadness
Time will write the stories
And we live on
With the warning of harsh science
How should we act
So as not to make mistakes
Create technologies that will close the lid
Death will fall, patting it down.
“For an Angel”
The longing of your face
Suddenly poisons my mind
Swaying memories of meetings
Knowing you are somewhere there
I call your name with my heart
But my arms are empty
Not sadness, but fear
In my soul remains
O innocent angel
Temptress of love
My eyes burn
Sometimes with jealousy
Seeing pairs of lovers
Feeling their joy around
I only know one thing
That I miss you
Work poisons my time
When I hear our song
But then I am
Where you are with your mind
My heart breaks
Tears seal the wounds with blood
Someday I will hug you
And I will be on top again
Richer than others
Because I will spend my life with you
We will call our little house paradise
And with a kiss we will ignite our eternal flame
“Confession”
I raise my cup
For tears to be sweet
I pierce my heart with a thorn
I cover my ears with a whisper
I burn my eyes with loneliness
I fly with my mind to the gates of hell
I steal wings from heaven
I walk firmly on nothing
I create my own dreams
I teach greed to make mistakes
I threw my compass into the abyss
I fought for something because others couldn't
They fed freedom with prohibitions
They armed with patience and faith
They set hearts on fire with hope
They showed lies to others
They closed their mouths so I wouldn't speak of the truth
They oppressed because they felt weak
I sneered at stupidity
I bit souls with love
I killed feelings with emptiness
I filled the empty pages with logic
I died at sunrise
I rose when evening It bit.
I was reborn by the moonlight.
I watched when darkness tore the moon from the star.
I didn't argue with fools.
I was silent when others sang.
I betrayed evil with kindness.
I loved my chosen one faithfully.
I didn't take revenge with death.
I read to understand.
I waited when others pushed.
I wounded my life with deeds.
So that we could see tomorrow.
I fell to rise stronger.
I touched the bottom to see the abyss.
I soared upwards with deeds.
I returned to earth only to be corrupted.
I envied others' normal lives.
I didn't punish those who stood against me.
I beat my head into the mora, so they would fall.
I drowned in salty drops of sadness.
I screamed for the sword of war to be sheathed.
I searched for my weapon of war.
I destroyed my happiness in anger.
I was Blind in love
I let my goddess go
I didn't understand life when I fought
With age I gained wisdom
I visited worlds by command
I learned time by permission
I tasted everything with curiosity
I gave my life to others
I feared for my love
Sometimes I allowed evil deeds
I kept my oaths
AND UNTIL I BECAME A HUMAN
"I"
Sometimes I look pathetic.
Sometimes I describe something meaningless.
Sometimes a tick-tock sounds.
Sometimes I drift off into dreams.
"Thank you..."
I wasn't exactly known for my sharpness.
I saw a closed window more than once.
Sometimes I saw hearts and hopes.
Over time, everyone just laughs at it.
I received a helping hand from my family.
From those who once had sad faces.
My bones aren't turning white yet.
Times are just shaking in both directions.
Thank you for taking me in.
Always keep smiling.
Don't be afraid of what will happen.
I know that everyone will create their own message.
"Crisis."
When the earth set course for uncertainty,
life embraced those who saw foresight,
loving numbers, some
snatched life from their backyards
at this cost,
with this deed,
with this word,
with this life.
"Letter to my daughter."
I saw the outline of happiness with you,
I love and live in you,
I can't see or hear, but I feel it.
I fear for your future.
When I miss you.
We'll meet in the sky.
When I miss you.
Look at the moon, it knows everything.
My heart is open sometimes.
And therefore, I can talk with tears.
You are my happiness.
I find solace in the dream that you're with me.
In the evening, I look to see if it's time for a story.
But you're not here, it's bothering me like a brother.
I even dedicated a short story to
Instead of being with you... oh my God.
Will I walk you to school?
Will I absolve you of your truancy?
Will I see your first love?
Will I make it to the altar before you take off your veil?
I think about days like these.
I feel you when I miss you.
I love you like any parent, I know.
Forgive me when I miss you.
"Honestly."
Whispering in your ear, my beloved,
I know that sometimes you only see a snowman,
a mediocre appearance, a penny wallet.
Words, actions, miserable behavior, sometimes vulgar.
Sinful thoughts sometimes even do something to you.
A heart in love is all I have... nothing more.
"WINTER."
Winter strolls through the valleys and mountains.
Frost plays with the flakes through the forests and meadows.
Frosty paints pictures on the windows.
Puffy and Snowflake frolic in the sky.
This whole family gives us winter.
Every year they come and don't waste time.
We have plenty of snow, and a few frosts too.
It's cold everywhere now, and there are scarves too.
Hats, jackets, and gloves.
Sometimes we play in the snow or at home.
We like snowflakes, sleds, and snowmen.
And in the morning, white winter coloring pages.
"Longing"
Loneliness explores expectations
Remains of memories detected on a face
Fleeting thoughts with loved ones
Not far away, the touch of loneliness
Distance close to the breaking point of a border
A small, salty drop on the map
A few hours on Icarus' wings
Home! Simply home.
"Letter to the homeland."
You fed me with the love of longing, my homeland.
You wrote about worries and happy moments via text message.
You loved us for our perseverance in our hearts.
And we left in time for bread.
My homeland, you dreamed of a proud nation.
That survived harsh and difficult times.
You cried blood, you screamed war.
You were torn apart when the crowds roared.
And now you pray for something...
But no one listens anymore...
No one calls for unity. Our mother, Polish harvest, ...
This was not the harvest of this generation that the angels dreamed of.
You were my heart...
You bleed with sweat, flooding my clenched teeth
Where hope is empty with the faith of silence.
My mother, who filled memories
Do not bleed..., for in our hearts we are Poles
And may the heavens send another miracle...
May you always be joyful as spring.
Polish port land
We hold you in a bloody box
And in my thoughts you will remain mine, together with my loved ones...
Homeland!
"xxx"
My heart rejoices at the thought of a star.
I share my love with others.
A green fragrance with lights.
It remains in our thoughts every year.
Supper and fish; Christmas Eve.
"WAR."
"When the moon is shed with the blood of Christians,
Then a war of demons will break out.
In which people with signs from God will participate.
They will gather in a circle until a complete set of knights is formed.
And as in the sky they will see a stone throne.
Then the day of valor will begin.
God's warriors will begin to fight together to save planet Earth.
And the Chaos that will engulf the earth will fall into darkness and a rainbow will arise.
In which evil will be defeated forever."...
"He's gone."
(After reading the autopsy)
I'm here and yet I'm gone.
I can't see you.
I can't hear those who were there when I spent part of myself.
I'm gone and never will be?
For those who preyed like vultures.
There are no more who lived.
And there are no more who died.
Like the din of dawn, seen only in reality.
I close my eyelids and I'm not afraid I won't open them.
Sometimes, if I whisper a word in my sleep, it still doesn't hear.
I've seen a lot in my life that wasn't entirely obvious.
I felt something, but I didn't know what...
And when it was too late, no one came running.
I've lost my faith in whatever it was.
The disease is eating me up, at least I don't feel alone.
I keep asking myself who I am.
It's eating me up from the inside, but it's not cancer. Anger and rage
I'd rather pray to heaven for vengeance
But heaven isn't for that
I'd like to kill all the apples
Because of which this is happening
But I still know that life isn't for me
Neither she nor I.
Why aren't we here?
Shouting her name, the sky only cries
And lightning bolts illuminate the streets
The streetlights don't shine
Darkness enveloped us all
Rinseless water flooded us
And watching it drown everything
I felt what I couldn't scream out.
Empty words torn by whispers of silence
Why did I have to hear this emptiness?
What have I become instead of sitting next to dowries?
I am where you would have searched in the end.
But I wait.
A day passes, a week, a month, several months
and I wait.
And I've stopped waiting because I'm not a mummy.
I'm alive, and unlike you, I'm alive.
I gave life and you take it away.
Oh white thatch of unworthy old age.
You are so beautiful in bony disguise.
But not like a harlot, you pinch life.
You temptress who gives a shot of air.
Don't give it to me because I don't want it.
You little one, the murder of old age and reason. You took from me what you wanted.
But one day I will take from you what you love.
Let us know, sisters, do not giggle anymore.
For we can hear your fear and the beating of your cowardly heart.
Courtesans of life's abyss.
You are there, but you are not.
A lack of feeling, a moment of fear.
But this is the beginning of each day, it gets worse.
This isn't a fever for trinkets.
This isn't the chicken black of the flu.
This isn't the serum of life.
It was only oxygen.
Which killed his lungs.
What did you witches do in collusion?
The autopsy revealed that this was his last breath.
Events have changed.
War and conflicts are increasing.
And death is patiently and slowly approaching you.
"March 8th"
I began your beauty from the morning.
Spring envelops everything living.
Nature, nourished and fueled by love,
Through experience, the entire day wraps its garment in its mystery.
Today is your feast day, Lady Adam – today is the day.
With the date March 8th, it burned out all the senses.
He charmed us not only with the thought of the charm of seduction.
Today your whims are forgiven.
Your grimaces are sweet.
Today, even a young lady knows that she is a woman.
"Hunting Lodge"
When the sun rises in Muczne
People smile
Joy reigns in the hunting lodge
The smells from the chef's kitchen are cooking
Every day is interesting here
Because everyone wakes up with delicious coffee
Warms up with tasty tea
And sometimes a beer is already with Dad...
I don't want to go back to anyone
Because everyone here feels like they're at "Auntie's" house.
"about you"
For you, it's how much you drank.
For us, it's whether anyone understood.
For you, there are accusations.
For us, or for anyone at all, there's something to eat. Everyone drinks as much as they can.
Everyone watches what they drink.
Everyone looks as they can.
Everyone sees what they can.
We're here like rags.
Everyone knows how much this means to us.
We're here because we have to.
We're here because we want to.
Everyone knows what to do.
Everyone knows what to do.
You're always drunk.
I just know I stink of a knife.
That's how they compare us, as always.
No, you're a pig.
Every exchange hurts.
And God knows what will satisfy us.
"Theory"
The worst enemy is the one who has survived previous battles.
One who has not material values, but feelings.
One who rose from the ashes.
Because they learned not only the rules of survival, but also the rules of fighting.
Killing off intelligence and their
is the process of burning grass in a dry forest.
"For Violet"
Everyone has been waiting since morning
Everyone writes, no longer delaying
Sending wishes to Violet
To the one who makes little angels.
Every moment spent with her
Is a dream for everyone
Everyone sighs, listens
Everyone feels joy with her.
Today is your joyful celebration.
Every smile is like progress.
You always help people.
Dreams are plentiful, because you have them...
Every good spirit will come true.
An angel, a gnome, or a fluffy puff.
You soothe sorrows with a warm word.
A bird sings sweet notes.
Today is your celebration, beloved.
Mother Earth is smiling.
The sun is shooting rays.
The wind is already rustling, dressing...
You in the summer morning breeze.
Your friend is already envious.
Today you are the queen.
This wonderful birthday girl.
"XXX".
Love isn't a fucking toy.
It's not a choice like cream or coffee.
Think about what you're doing.
I don't care who you go out with.
Maybe with a tracksuit guy, ex-boyfriend.
A bald guy can be a disco fucker.
I hope he survives.
And he doesn't howl at the moon.
I'm happy I'm free.
Because I can do what I want and I'm not hungry.
Dress how I want, don't listen to giggles.
Listen to what I like, not just hip-hop.
I'm accepted as who I am, ha ha.
No, who I'm not, I have my honor.
You went to Cobra, no one criticized.
He didn't say what kind of fucker he called you.
There are many things in the world I don't like.
But I live on and I don't call anyone out behind their back.
I don't yell that they're dressed shitty.
Does anyone look like a fucker now? You're naked.
At least I have the courage.
And I write about what I notice.
I don't hide my head like an emu.
I hold it up, why?
Thank goodness it lasted so short.
God knows what would have happened in a minute.
I'm not going to slam the gate.
You don't like my jacket.
Sleepless nights, green lights.
I'll get penalty points at my parents'.
Sometimes I wish I had died.
I'm not afraid of death.
Maybe I'd be better off on the other side.
This definitely won't be the end.
Hang in there, because this is life, not a funeral.
1999.10.24
"MANGA-MOON".
I REMEMBER WHAT HAPPENED BEFORE
I DEFINITELY MISSED IT NOW
WALKS TOGETHER... LOVE
WILL WE STAND IN THIS FAITHFULNESS?
DO I LOVE OR DO I CHEAT
DO I THINK OR TALK?
OR SHOULD I TELL?...
THEY REMEMBER THE CRUSH BATTLES
WHICH WERE NOT FIGHTNESS
MAGIC WAS BORN IN THEM
THE THOUGHT OF PEACE CAME TO LIFE
THEY BECAME WARRIORS
THEY COPED PERFECTLY
WITHOUT THE HELP OF A PURE HEART
THEY COULD NOT CREATE THEIR PLACE
CRYSTALS AND OTHER STONES
DID PEACEFUL RELEASE
THREE STARS APPEARED
AND THEIR MUSEUM CREATED
EVERYONE THOUGHT IT WAS FUN
SERENITY SET GOOD EXAMPLES
HARUKA, MICZIRU... SHE WASN'T JOKING
CECUNA FOUND THEM PERFECTLY
THE SAILORS GOT TO KNOW EACH OTHER
DURING THE FIGHT, THEY RECOVERED THEIR MEMORIES
MERCURY WAS A SUPER BRAIN
MARS AND THE MOON STOPPED THEIR WARS
JUPITER WAS STRONG AS A BOY
VENUS FELL IN LOVE IN SPORTS ONCE
THEY HAD STRONG ENEMIES
AND CERTAINLY NOT INNOCENT
EVERYONE FOUGHT THEM
THE FIRST QUEEN BERYL SHOT
TOGETHER WITH HER WARRIORS
THEY HAD NO CHANCE WITH THE PRINCESS
PRINCE OF EARTH MAMORU CHIBA
HE PROBABLY FELL IN LOVE WITH SERENITY
THE KINGDOM OF DARKNESS HAD NO CHANCE
A SHOW OF POWER GIVEN WARRIORS SUCH AS JADEITE, NEPHRITE, ZOISITE, AND KUNZITE
THE SORCERESSES HAD GREAT FRIENDS
WHO KNEW NOTHING ABOUT WARRIORSHIP AT FIRST...
2000.10.04
"I."
I touched rock bottom and felt what was below.
But not before I had soared like Icarus above the edge and fallen.
Thrown by my fate, alone, touched by nothingness.
I understood.
I am - so I thought.
Fighting with myself, coming to terms with my own demons.
Wishing that everyone would be safe, I no longer had to do this.
Believing in what all my senses felt, even the forgotten ones.
I said goodbye to what was untamed.
You were always there and you are not amen.
I locked my feelings away in the closet because they were old.
I searched for the new, but I didn't see the old.
Logic awoke me in the depths of my mind...
Asking you to become human.
You handed me everything at once.
But I forgot about what hurts me in the closet.
Locked away for my rise and fall.
And when I stood up, my back to the wall,
I forgot about the closet and what was hidden in it.
Now I see the roots of logic more clearly.
Now thoughts abound and comparisons abound.
How can I now describe this to humanity?
In their language, it's a huge contradiction.
They won't understand, because there were only a few of them.
Those who arrived. They fled from the wolves.
Those who made their way from the pack.
Those who hid because they heard it wasn't appropriate.
Recently, I've been asked questions.
Are you happy?
Do you have to sneak around?
Are you doing what you want to do?
And what do you plan to do in the future?
My time only ticks in one direction.
And it's not limited by the body.
Now I have a small dilemma.
Which direction should I choose for my rock?
I observed crowds of people from afar.
I spied on angels.
I rubbed shoulders with the devil.
You, I saw your deeds, your advice.
I'm like a child without chocolate.
Are they ready for truth, for choices?
Are there various angels among them?
Or other people or monsters?
Defenders and brave creatures.
Gods, and you alone above them.
You know what I write.
What my deeds see.
When the moment comes, I will open my closet.
God, allow me to remain, with time,
This tiny man,
This gray color,
Before I once again become my fate's
Mr. Doctor.
02.03.2021
"For Heavenly One."
You know, and I know you too.
You know me like parchment
Written all the time
I know I still love you completely
You send me whole songs
but you still miss me.
I'm next to you and I know it perfectly
Where others sleep
Remember,
For better or for worse
I love you completely too
And I dream about you, like velvet
We are still like dynamite
I love and our goals
I want all the love in you
I know the joy of life
You and I will be in this together.
I am like a comet of dreams
Without you, there is nothing but noise
But I know that I know what I dream about
About you and there is nothing beyond
I have help from beyond this earth
Nothing that will change there anymore.
This depth flows from the heart.
Everyone is still happy with her
And I remember those steps
And those desires of love, the snares
That call within us
This is the respite I desire
I still think about one thing with you
That you would be next to me over time, and so I think
I remember the memories, the charm
Even when you are sometimes alone
Because you are my compass and world
My beloved.
2022.04.24
"I am."
I am like a bird learning to fly
He who doesn't speak, doesn't write, and doesn't count
He who is. What does he remember and desire?
For others to remember and desire as they must
He who must be careful about what they do and plan
Because each of them is a different soul
Some will do it for the sake of life and the development of generations
Others for money or a kind word.
Hierarchy doesn't always flow to them
But they must, and they do. Because that's the way it should be.
With the heart and soul, we know emotions.
Everyone knows their noble needs.
But with the heart, we are the important ones.
Because we remember those who always...
Every snag depends on a thread.
On what others don't remember.
I am human because I remember this.
Others, however, don't remember this.
The heart is not a servant; people are untrue.
Knowing deeds just like others.
We know what is noble or black in color.
We are not alone in these lurkings and deeds.
God and they are with us.
Life must not become a maniac.
Not an obsession with a foolish deed or word.
You know our alphabet, our lord.
And let us call you God's again.
7.6.2022
"For my blue one"
I miss you
For the touch of that person
That I feel in my whole heart
And she's the most important thing in my little world
Memories swirl in my mind full
With your certain image
How happy we are together
When we play house, time makes us happier
For better or for worse, we are in this world
Like a prince's love for a rose in another world
I won't tell you anything about this woman
She's my surprise of a lifetime, now you know
And so, over time, we walk together through worlds
Me and her through all these dates.
I love you and your various states
And so I'm in love with you
I'm going now to defend the country and family
Only we will change something in this world for good...
7.9.2022
"Proving Ground"
I have the same problem as you
A sleepless night
A shitty day
Only a taste of cans
And no toilet.
My Švejk dream
It's a warm home
Where the beds are
Where the hot water is
And the toilets are fragrant
Every other gesture
Isn't clear
He's still here with a gun
The protected sector is
Wet, cold, or gloomy
A soldier is fighting a battle
Does he have a gun or a backpack?
This isn't a joke for him
The guard is armed
This valley is already made
Everyone is counting the hours
There are cracks somewhere
After weeks, it's time to go home
You're already planning what to do and for whom
Everyone's heart is with their families
Oh, how wonderful the month has passed.
18/10/2022
"I did something..."
I am like the moon
Bright, lonely, visible
Far from everything
I am waiting for something priceless
Seconds, minutes, hours, and years
I saw, I survived, and no one talks about it
I was a fool because I used my time for others
There are no guilty people here
Everyone remembers what's in their head
Only a few remember what's told to them
Every moment turned into beliefs
I don't have that, only dreams remain
Life isn't simple for me
My heart will no longer be a rock
Feelings have returned, and school has returned
Unfortunately, only fate will manage
I will reveal to you what's hidden
But in times of peace, not battles
Everyone will see it their own way
And I will have no time left.
November 8, 2022
"A Letter to You"
With you, I am myself.
I spread my wings as a human.
You are at home.
You heal my mind wonderfully.
You heal bloody sensations with a bandage.
You water memories so they sprout.
You are with me like a hen with little ones.
Until they learn to walk and learn the whole.
The rules of life, and you with your wing.
You cover me and others without reciprocation.
Others hurt you, you bleed worse than me.
And you endure it with your bandage.
You stop me so that I can tame not with a sword,
but with a solid deed,
that which is untamed, animal.
God only knows what He created and why.
The angels have finally shown us the way.
Let what is far away remain.
And we create our way in peace.
May others attain peace on earth.
And evil flee in terror.
Let them know that God and An angel
wants to speak with humanity in peace.
Evil things and creatures will go where their place and path is.
Let others continue to try to find their way to the gates of paradise.
Thank you all, allies,
For your greatness and fear,
For memory and deeds, word and being,
A free voice of peace,
Of our world, may you finally open your eyes,
To your restless deeds,
Let your voice speak and deeds remain,
And let death finally wait,
Let enemies write treaties and strive for peace,
For another mystery is coming,
Before silence falls, we will know much,
Who is an enemy and who is a friend.
04.02.2023 Hrubieszów
"Combat Duty"
I miss you like being happy
I miss you like a hungry person misses bread
One act keeps us deep in sleep
That you are hungry, but without me
I try, I cry, I scream, and I scratch
I call your name, land and life
Every moment here is torment there without you
It is there and I call, because it is here, not there...
But is it for you...
I fight with my breath, not with my face, not with taming
My God, my God, Creator of unity
Let this evil spirit of injustice finally subside.
My God, those who remember him stand here with us.
Raising the gates of life.
People from our times, from our tiny moments.
We are here, small ones, next to each other
They are still fighting, apparently
I see clouds of smoke.
Each of us supports, even sometimes remembers Vinow.
Sometimes someone will show you the way... a condition.
That every person there suffers and deserves respect.
Every formula is good from Nienack.
But everyone remembers what they know, or even from Nenack.
They know what to do, because their souls sizzle in suffering.
Because there's no way to help so many of them...
We remember the times when there were problems;
Brother fought with brother.
A neighbor didn't wear a coat.
He touched the respect of others with an axe.
But no one checked, which was strange.
Every time, the East planned changes...
Russia called itself and sent spies.
It sent its trained men.
The NKVD and others are not ashamed now....
Other groups were also trained.
Everyone heard of them in those days, it wasn't crazy...
UPA or other similar training courses.
Before the war or not.
Plans were made.
To invade, destroy, train, and erase.
To order everyone else to follow their own history...
They did everything possible to destroy and deliver from the start.
They had such a strategy like sour cream...
Germans, Ukrainians, and other countries...
And the boors won't admit to any of it.
They think they have everything they can imagine.
But you can't destroy the truth, you'll find the evidence close.
Because that's how it is, so that any sensible person would...
Know it after all that Russia's time is running out. ... He erased...
They have too many deeds in one century...
And their friends
Let it not be too many.
They will fall faster than they think...
Such is their time, and not for a German, not for a Jew.
Not for a Pole, not for France or England.
Not for the Netherlands or Sweden.
Not for America, their deeds still pale in comparison.
Not for Africa, colonies, or the planet.
Not for the moon, the galaxy, or Beta...
I simply closed the planet to them...
For all their deeds, they will suffer other deeds...
Such an answer...
Sad, but a pity...
Children and sons...
And it's not God's fault that matters...
06.02.2023 Hrubieszów
"MONIKA"
Remember who you are, what you've achieved in life.
What you went through to achieve it.
You have us.
Fight, get up from your knees, because you've been on them too long.
You learned to rise, to ask, and to plead.
It's time to finally climb that hill.
Like in the Bieszczady Mountains.
February 22, 2023
"Longing"
I'm here and you're there
It's going to be Christmas, they tell us
The calendar pages fly by
And the days drag behind us
Every moment spent here
Is like love taken from the heart
It holds great significance for us
Because everyone has sworn salvation to their homeland
Thoughts wander over peaks and valleys
In lakes and rivers
A salty taste awaits us
A sea of tears shed carelessly
For us, it's like fire, a heart torn out.
Each of us waits, already dreaming of a fairy tale
A return, of that true touch
We wait, wait, wait, and long.
07/04/2023 Hrubieszów
"Your thinking"
You have a problem
because you think the toy broke...
But the truth is different.
Others tried to create a toy.
God signed it.
And it was never your design.
And God knows when and where to use it.
And whether it will still be a toy.
And what he should do with it.
Others think it's about the title of God...
I'm talking about the creator.
About the One who is above all Gods...
And about what is and will be...
Not about what could be.
2023/12/25 Leszno
Ł.K.