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Forward is the only way


A nuance of joy had the day gone by

and so she suffocated her daily cries.

But a joy in a day can be a mask only

it became her daily verb the word ‘lonely’.


A poet struggles while those keen on prose

to the dept of emotions are not even close.

Her search never ends it becomes only art

since she doesn’t have of the word ‘we’ all parts.


She keeps fighting watching her back

she becomes stronger, for help she doesn’t lack.

A warrior lives as other have only imagined

a warrior lives to become a legend.

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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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Trust is like a mirror, you can’t fix it if it’s broken!


She putted too much effort in keeping her one and only face

And although restless she fought, she had to give up the race.

People walk around talking about others, caring for things

She sees only self destructive minds, while she the warning alarm rings.

And than she remembered real warriors always get their time to rest

To take care for their needs, since their soul already too long fests.

She took a mirror, set by the window with her coffee and a piece of paper

She saw her reflection and remembered all disappointments that many times raped her.

She looked back for a while and tried to hold on to a name worth enough

She only saw herself walking the road, and no one to hold her in the arms tough.

A warrior gets a title in the end, he becomes hero, but he may be without a friend

And battles have only thought him, a real winner knows when the head not to bend.


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The fighting


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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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The box


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