Friends in time

I write stories without end and every word just comes to life
each one pulls a brick outside and lets me weigh my dream,
I build up statues from the mud with faces hidden in the dark
an army for my lover’s heart to find a time to breathe –
I am dressed in blue and black, holding riddles from the end
you are poetry in motion avoiding rhymes with dearly caution,
blood is rushing through our veins filling pulses hand in hand
waves are sweating on the sand washing out the books I rent…

All the question marks be broken
seek no more,
close the eyes and feed this feeling to your soul
the beauty’s in the moment
dare to stay alive,

love me from the distance,
let me love you from afar….

I write feelings hoped to last and shed light into the dust
we’re both meeting friends in time we’ve known for a while,
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Ode to an old friend

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Hello once again my oldest friend,
I have come to hear your steps and see those earthly hands…
each time I look around I see a dream you’ve built,
on the table lies your Bible
and there’s water by the door,
you wrote the years in clay and Sundays in the sun –
you were not a friend you are a mother living by her children’s steps,
you thought me how to pray before I walked…

And there is no puppet waiting on the oldest of the rocks
and the yellow-white hound is running in the cold
and the wind is slowly gliding through the leafs,
dear friend I’m bound to rise a cross to guide us to the hills:
a promise of the young
a dream of innocent
a gift to all the gods the world has ever had –
I shall never cut that tree I’ve told you once about…

Hello once again my friend
you’re in my eyes, my dreams and guide my steps to everything,
I am, I did not forget
and I am bound to rise a cross to shine above our sins…

Rebellion

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I’ve been just a guy on the streets of yesterday
waking at the dawn with the thought to kill,
just a poor man walking daily to his fate
nothing good to loose and nothing good to gain,
he pushed me hard to become a star,
to the limits of my soul pulling stones afar,
if it weren’t for the music I’d be surely dead
crawling like a cockroach boiling in the sand…

And since glory’s growing out of shame
I got all these questions popping when she came;
like Shirley Temple wasn’t cute enough
my sweetheart’s smile was a mold in gold,
greeting all the loving words she’s told
I grabbed her hand and held her in the cold,
close to me she made my heart belong
and sorrows in her bones I cured them all…

God knows how could I’ve been so wrong
and neglect to cry when I was falling down,
her mouth had words that could cut the flesh
it’s only so much pain that one man can stand,
a summer Sunday morning the silence fell
whiskey, vodka and cigars on the bed of Rhone
a girl in white dress made my heart rebel
and where there was light the darkness veiled…

And I am lost in the countless words I’ve said
yet the truth is plain and simple and must be fed,
I’m gonna leave that scar in my chest to breed
to find the remorse and cure my burning need,
I can tell the facts apart but cannot cut this chain
I’m gonna walk away from things I’ve known
to pick up the pieces and rebuild my own

will I ever reach that day to soothe my strain?

 

 

Daemon

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Daemon…
I got a nasty daemon sitting on my shoulder whispering,
hard sex, whisky and cigars – that’s not what he’s showing me,
it’s a daemon of the rock bands from the ’70s
and this ghost is slowly driving me crazy…
I got these dreams of a guy called Reed on a Zeppelin,
I saw the landing on Mars with my very own eyes
and everywhere I go,
I see dead bodies of chords I thought I used to know;
white daemon,
I’m on my knees and getting sick for the 47th week,
I can’t control the need to rock and roll,
please have some mercy on my soul…
Daemon,
this need is slowly eating on my iron core
and with each day I turn more into a music whore,
an evil grin upon the face, a dirty Vixen with no name,
so I wrote lyrics on my walls from the bottom to the stars,
for one must get the words to find a door
like a magic incantation of a sorts …
Oh dark daemon,
talking nonsense on the backbone of my world,
release me from my contract
give me a life of endless sin, I’ll do anything,
but please put and end to dreams
and shut the voices killing from within…

Just a walk

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Take the pill my friend from the sweaty hand,
we shall find together a tiny world were we don’t need to dream…
walk with me tonight
don’t talk to me this time
just lean on me and listen to my cry,
don’t give me hope nor cut the silver strings –
I have a demon feeding on the thoughts I can’t control,
he drinks the sun and rivers when they flow
I have a monster that I grow
that kills the life in every living soul;
come join me when I fall,
let’s run this mile in silence
and hold a candle when I swim just before the darkness,
swallow down the memories,
make the written word accomplice to my crime –
just a walk,  it’s all that’s left to give
take this pill and find a way to dream,
they’ve stripped me to the bone –
a flawless act from dusk to dawn,
these creatures that I own…

Chemare II

Vino aproape,
să îmi petrec brațele peste umerii tăi,
vino să îți fur sărutul,
să îți presar flori de viță în plete,
ochi în ochi cu luminile stinse
vino să ne topim ca două piscuri de gheață,
apă sunt eu și tu ești o apă
și scriem portative cu unde policrome,
vino spre mine cu pașii de dans
să naștem amintiri pentru zile bătrâne…

Vino din nou
să scriem în doi jurăminte,
vino cu degete alunecând peste nori
vino cu sufletul însorit de flori,
să rostim într-un glas rugăciune,
și dintr-un trup tu și eu
să clădim temple pentru ziua de mâine,
haide acum să alergăm împreună
cu dor în priviri și inimă blândă
să așternem punți de foc peste veșnicii…

Meditație

Privesc seara în valuri și ating stelele umede,
ascult șoapte lăsate de spumă între stâncile singure – 
e o liniște zgomotoasă ce se așterne peste noapte
și briza rece răscolește nisip fierbinte…

Mă scutur de gânduri, 
mă golesc de forme,
pierd fragmente din Eul prescris;
liniștea devine adâncă,
nisipul rece,
stele statice,
stânci și mai singure…
Apa curge pe piele,
briza dispare,
încet,
tăcere…

Privirea alunecă peste stele,
sunt ochi ce coboară cu roiuri de pulberi ce urcă,
peste infinit plutește o părere…

Run back in time

Run back in time baby
you’ll go so far and you won’t see,
run back from a place I’ve been, that little house in est Berlin…

I remember you –
slow talk, glasses and a walk we took so late,
I gave you books to read
you gave me time when I would need,
I remember you –
that thin red dress you never had,
I showed you the stars
you showed me love and built my dreams…

Run back in time baby
go to a place we both can be,
run back from this cruel way, to a song we used to play…

I saw you there,
morning lights and thousand eyes to care,
you gave me chances
I’ll give you all of my days,
run back in time baby
don’t loose a moment of what it can be,
you asked me for a weekend –
do ask me for this life baby…

Run back in time my love
walk those steps and knock on hard,
run back from the yellow park, to the altar of our hearts…

Pill appeal

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I took a pill,
swallowed it down,
made my head feel small
and made my arms fall,
it turned my body still
and my thoughts unreal
and slowly disappear…
I took a bite
from the real medicine
it took me by surprise,
the smoke was heavy
my lungs went limp
the eyes are shut
how could you see?
you’re a ghost
don’t dance with me
don’t walk with me
don’t talk to me
do whatever ghosts do…
I took a pill
it wouldn’t kill
I’m still here,
refound my check
I need the money bad
to pour once more
blue blood into my veins,
to fake the days
to scorn my ways…
I took a pill from many
and sucked the life in me
it succumbs my will,
broken with a sparkle
building up some friends,
I loose the time
I misplace ideas,
put it back inside,
on the hard track of my mind…
I took a pill
to betray my will
to rise once more,
to tear apart control
to let it go…