...2002
year of .. dunno
..a deciding time ...
must go
must..go
must..go go go
MUST GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
31.12.01
and I fly to the new lines
it's been a decade now
another times..another moment another scent another live
it's been a year in an empty bottle
fill only with few drops of tears, pain and some joy
another lines in few ours of nothingness
a monstrous moment, a rhyme of darkness
what i've done ??
just packing my suitcases with thousand words and dreams
but still nothing to headed for
and i didn't walk so proud anymore
nor i talk so loud, no more
another year ,another time pass
another flower in my garden arise
since love is the main event in these pass years
it's been not a good year for a roses
many bloom pass in the dark
only i could find another moment
funny...,i didn't care
and i walk, turning away
histories follows
dream waiting
blood droping fast enough
will i last?
and i still wonder
each step is another step of blindness
put my record in a black circle of empty ribbon
should live teach me many lesson
in each hat i wore
decide all the rhytm i'll follow
no hesitation
and few hours from now
aging..
but it's allright
i'll do just fine
i'll alive
live is for living not wasting time
..
i'm scared
will the blood dry before i breath again ?
pass me that rhyme
i'll do the sentence..i'll do the poet..i'll do anything
just to keep another dreams flow
..and each dream create another blood
it's been a decade now
another times..another moment another scent another live
it's been a year in an empty bottle
fill only with few drops of tears, pain and some joy
another lines in few ours of nothingness
a monstrous moment, a rhyme of darkness
what i've done ??
just packing my suitcases with thousand words and dreams
but still nothing to headed for
and i didn't walk so proud anymore
nor i talk so loud, no more
another year ,another time pass
another flower in my garden arise
since love is the main event in these pass years
it's been not a good year for a roses
many bloom pass in the dark
only i could find another moment
funny...,i didn't care
and i walk, turning away
histories follows
dream waiting
blood droping fast enough
will i last?
and i still wonder
each step is another step of blindness
put my record in a black circle of empty ribbon
should live teach me many lesson
in each hat i wore
decide all the rhytm i'll follow
no hesitation
and few hours from now
aging..
but it's allright
i'll do just fine
i'll alive
live is for living not wasting time
..
i'm scared
will the blood dry before i breath again ?
pass me that rhyme
i'll do the sentence..i'll do the poet..i'll do anything
just to keep another dreams flow
..and each dream create another blood
