Newfoundland Fog

So white, so heavy, so obscure

This morning fog in distant land

And only few can understand

The power of its simple lure

For in the void of the day I hear sounds of the ocean

It is as deep as my devotion

To my new home so far away

Human Sign

It's a human sign
To cut a lonely pine

To see another dish
In ocean full of fish

To bless a nation
With Chernobyl radiation

In lavish feasts
Consume exotic beasts

And wait for next paycheck
So you could pay for sex

Or call somebody honey
Because he gives you money

It is divine
To plant a lonely pine
And hope that sands of time
Will bury our crimes

Letter

Deep in the dream
Peace and serene
Fistful of hope
Sealed envelope
You pray for the better
And open the letter
Emotional mess
The smell of success
You fly through the night
You bathe in the light
No gates and no walls
The freedom of soul
No catch and no trap
And then you wake up...

Moonburned

It rains like tears
The world of pain and fears
The world that used to disappear
When life was clear
Above the rainy sky
We saw the angels near
And yet they never told
What future holds
What weary eyes
Will witness your demise
What distant moon will burn
A perfect hole
In our souls
And force another page of life to turn
The truth we learn
Is just another burn
We must move on
It's time to dry the tears
And live again, my Dear!

Beyond the broken ice

Beyond the broken hearts
Two candles glowing
The talk is flowing
Like work of art

The music streams
A world of dreams
The world with chance
For fresh romance

You fix your hair
I feel your stare
A lustful vice
Inside your eyes

Beyond the ice
It's paradise
And I will dare
To take you there!

What is life?

What are we here for?
Lost in the abyss of choices
Following alien voices 
Knocking on terminal doors

Net of misguided emotions
Ticks of repetitive clock
Life is a ship in the ocean
Looking for nearest rock