In this silence I believe I have seen you...

“I want you to be weak. As weak as I am.”

― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

Give me release

Witness me, I am outside

Give me peace

Heaven holds a sense of wonder

And I wanted to believe

that I'd get caught up

when the rage in me subsides

Passion chokes the flower until she cries no more

Possessing all the beauty hungry still for more

Heaven holds a sense of wonder

And I wanted to believe that I'd get caught up

When the rage in me subsides

In this white wave

I am sinking

In this silence

In this white wave ... in this silence ...

I believe I can't help this longing ...

comfort me I can't hold it all in ...

if you won't let me ...

Heaven holds a sense of wonder

And I wanted to believe that I'd get caught up

When the rage in me subsides

In this white wave

I am sinking

In this silence

In this white wave ...

in this silence I believe I have seen you ...

in this white wave you are silent

You are breathing in this white wave ...

I am free

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Waiting for Forgiveness ..

These seconds pass so slowly, days are long and nights are like dark clouds covering my shadow, I want to fly with you, fly through these everlasting hours. Unshaped and like a ghost I haunt you in your dreams, but you must know, I am … real. I will touch every part of you, remember your every breath, freeze the time , just don’t make me disappear. Draw all the pieces of me, shape me into someone you can’t live without, follow my words and the sound of my voice and I will wait, I promise I will wait, for you to forgive me, forgive me for not being next to you.

Forgotten and never remembered ...

Following the roads of love...

Like a passenger, always defeated and left behind, imprisoned by the pain hidden inside of me, with the heart covered in scars of unfulfilled promises, untold secrets, lost and incomplete.. I was following these darkened roads of love. The roads were endless, I feared these roads without borders, without ending, dark, unknown and covered with footsteps of lost hopes. One day, the roads stopped. I was left standing on the edge of the world, brokenhearted looking at oceans, horizons, untouched shores, wishing for sun to come my way to lay it’s flares on my soul. Waiting was long, seemed pointless, meaningless, but.. something woke me up, a touch, a dream of warm lips on mine, soft hands covering my body, kind voice whispering to my ears, beautiful melody, my heart started shivering, I felt you…you… who ever you are, my dream, my poem, my voice, my word… at that moment I knew.. I will follow the shadows you leave behind, fly the o...

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