miseries, you little beasts leave me, abandon my ship set down your anchor in a different deep
miseries, you big beasts on the journey, I coined a term "my life", the end of the world
miseries, you flat feet made me begging for the things nobody will give you coin for
miseries, the darkness die or be nice I am telling you or I leave my life
Friday, October 8, 2010
Celý život
snažím sa byť hodná tvojích rúk čo hľadili ma keď som bola biedna
snažím sa utopiť myšlienky zvodné v bájnych púš'tach konečného nekonečna
snažím sa aby koniec nebol trpký ba ani aby sa koncom stal
snažím sa o toto všetko nenápadne akoby pavučinkou prepliesť
každú myšlienkú na Teba keď sa víly točia v nedohľadne
a ja hľadám ich oporu v korunách stromov
a štrnganí zvončekov čo značia teplo domu
you came to my life as rapid as vigorous as a wind you forged through me
you came and brought me air to my life you smitten me
you came and i thought that you will be me forever our hearts will last
now you take all the roses we planted the colors we painted the muses we created the pianos we played now you leave me quicker than you came
Thursday, August 19, 2010
stromy
zlatisty vanok vasich pierok unasa pokoj z lesa do tajomstiev klucovych dierok tam kde zivot klesa
zivot cloveka, nie vsak zivot nasim ociam neviditelny to clovek vidi vsetko sivo ako v centre podatelny
pokial nejde o zlato co sa blisti
waking up with revelation that days go by, so fast, so briskly like turning your sight to a flee that you chase after a day spent lonely even that lonesome day wishes to be left alone
there is you and everything around is lonely while the wishful thinking overthrows your reason just look outside and all your loneliness will be one big misunderstanding
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
This is the day for sadness coined seeing blurry everything blurry
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
spadla som na dno samotne dno mojich blaznivych snov "kam som sa to dostala?" znela ozvena tisicich slov ako na pusti
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
your says don' t word a thing
like a bird
dwelling on a perching
i am giving in
Monday, February 22, 2010
i feel so different in your arms embracing only stems out of flowers this is who I am who I become I am different with you so different
Monday, February 15, 2010
sky quiets the night when it is unquiet for we part
we have garden in the window imposing flowers trees and poppy seeds they can compete with a rainbow running through the morning mists abound to the forlorn meadow they planted love that persists
we have garden in the window like star-sprinkled sky it shines on the lives of ordinary sorrow, like you and me, often aligned its glow must be followed like steps to the divine
Monday, January 18, 2010
I have just one life I cannot share Nor can I spare? I have to spare the running minutes to my death journey
I have one life that, that heavy is, full of scars I cannot spare mess within starts
I am adrift to death bashful and sad, disarmed and blessed, armless and full of rest, ready to sleep on what I' ve made bed
I rise low lower that usual like a man left to his own devices I crawl amongst the mice