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She is about to lighten up her passions

woman writer

A soul on fire can occasionally stop burning just to get a rest

so, one could use the time the soul is on time out, as a personality test.

A passion is just a wish without having particular aim

a breakthrough came to her: she realized what is the role of the fame!

Every passion she guessed has certain stages to pass through

most of them she had successfully passed already, she knew.

But isn’t an artist’s duty to put fame and riches a question mark

since his artistic soul could see them only as arts of the dark?

Yet her mind have given her reasonable explanations

so, she started getting the story of selling the artist’s creations.

Her trip to becoming a writer has continued a while ago

it was all matter of she chosing to be her own friend over her own foe.



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She has nothing that other women have

broken wing

There are women:

they get many kisses

before they are asked to get naked,

they get a lot of attention

just for a little laughter,

they get gifts

just to join for a dinner,

they get a happy ending

just for a night being naked,

and they might even lack passion!


She isn’t such woman!


She has no kisses

she gets no attention

she gets no gifts

she gets no happy endings.

She is laughing because she loves life

she sometimes pays the dinners

she gets naked because she wants not because she is requested

she doesn’t lack passion

she gets the -endings- out of the -happy endings- only!


She has nothing, by giving everything.

She is a different woman.

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The word she didn’t know


Even though often one grabs the chance to say it
the thought of it made her mostly too early to quit
she didn’t know what tone it had when spoken
she have heard of it only when its parts are broken.

A warrior they say mostly runs alone
a warrior doesn’t want to be in any kind owned
a warrior runs first, she wasn’t born to follow
a warrior must learn his bitterness in loneliness to swallow.

Such warrior keeps his fear as a friend
such warrior has no right and time to bend
such warrior – she couldn’t anything else to be
such warrior may never know the sound of ‘we’.

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Fresh new start


Trying to share a smile
Make someone laugh for a while
Trying to share her joy
Made her only someone’s sarcasm toy.
Trying and trying she started dying
Dying to feel she lives for her own too
And she tried this time to stop her soul’s crying
And started waiting for the one to come out of the blue.
Looking back is not her favorite thing
But sometimes to the past man have to give a ring
So she tried an old trick and never drank depressive wine
She started believing once she saw that sign. 
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Too many questions

Is it a punishment for the loner
To have no one, to have no owner?
Is it how the life should flow for a savior
To be a victim of others’ bad behavior?
How strong should one be these days
Should one show or hide the complete amount of craze?
Is it an obligation to strive for the balance in life
Or should we just be ready for fight by caring a knife?
What is life I asked myself too many times long ago
Since I know the answer, life became my foe!
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The mind


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(Extra)ordinary people

There are people – ordinary one
There are some – comparable to none.
Those, the ordinary, stay only as such
They don’t really give the world much.
Those, the others, they can make change
While for the ordinary it is all so strange.
Those, the others, are not afraid to go
While for the ordinary they are always foes.
But don’t worry fellows, we care for you too
We can do it without you, although we are few.
World does need a change and new fresh start
Economy and politics are failing, next try is with art.
We don’t have to be painters, just to change our mind
We can also be scientist, or just aiming our calling to find.
And so the Earth will be again blue and green
And so the ordinary will become on art keen.
Never say never. Only if you say: never give up!
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Throw some fear, get some money

Is it human the empty darkness of the forest to fear
Each day after sunset to look around if there is someone near?
Is it how we are created, each shadow we see at night
to be the treat that weakens us and our will to start a fight?
Or is it maybe that They make it all up to rule
A project named “Rule by fearing the fool”?
And because every project has the profit as goal
This time for a little money we sell our soul.
But let me tell you something no one can oppose
Some may not accept it, but about it everyone knows!
Life’s wife Karma is such an incredible bitch
Especially when it comes to those bad and rich.
No individual has more power than the universe laws
If the sea seems calm they may only took a pause.
With the golden shovel one is digging his own grave
From the bottom of the calm see comes the unexpected wave.
As one came with the big bang boom
To the cycle of his acting is the one doomed.
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She wanted to say many things
To justify all the staff she gave
But I stopped her from spreading wings
Giving unconditionally more wounds in her engraved.
I said to her ‘just stop and slowly walk by
Nothing can be done, you did what you could
There is no such one worth your cry
But you did too much, although more you would.
Breathe deep and take a break
Just take care of your calling
To leave traces behind is something you should make
Do not let pull you down someone else’s falling.’
She made herself a cup of tea and started her journey…
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Desert flower

She gave it all, she did as much as she could
If she was only noticed, to give further she would.
But no eyes were looking, she was unseen
The world to her was somehow too meаn.
And she dropped a tear coming from her right eye
For her fight that was the last try.
She was no more herself, she had no power
It came to an end the beauty of the desert flower.
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