The Rock

    Don’t call me!
    I do not want to hear
    Noise or laughter from hollow
    emptiness.
    I am a river which fears,travelling through
    margins of blind,
    human loneliness
    That no one will ever hear the temptation
    Silent and dull roar from my bosom
    Offering both, end and salvation
    To a long lost traveler
    On a silent road
    Fearful, because now,
    besides directions,
    he slowly loses
    his sense
    forever.
    And when I hear your mellow whisper,
    Rising wild waves through my hurting vein’s
    heart-The Rock
    crumbles before tide
    Bloody flower from depth of the past
    that dreamed of love
    Is dying dry.
    All the dreams are forever
    vanished in oblivion along with you
    And Ambis, I fear
    is closer
    and closer.
    If only river could ever reach you
    You wouldn’t have wasted one moment not to
    Crush
    anything standing between two shores
    Take away fears with a smile of yours
    And Rush!
    To me, bringing all long lost feelings
    If only dry throat could have that moment
    Get lost in, and become one with
    the river

    While after hour is slowly creeping
    Needles of old clock are ripping thick darkness
    Wait!!!
    Maybe in a minute or two...
    She comes in glory.
    She might be sleeping.
    Let hours helped with flames of desire
    Again destroy your silent prayer
    And let it pass
    until next moment
    in fire
    trace of almighty
    love and admire.
    While hour after hour
    Is slowly creeping.

    When strengthless body can not go further,
    Give it again to a sweetness of dreams
    Let that end become
    another beginning…
    DAMN YOU!!!!
    Let those words out then, at least.
    Don’t be afraid of endless depths of my heart,
    Breath of your spirit will take dispair away.
    Fears and salty treasures of my eyes
    Will be burried forever
    with a touch of
    Your lips.

    Ddrove 2001