Oh, Autumn! Thy untrodden paths contain Majestic mysteries, by silence sealed. Thou’rt followed by dance of leaves, insane; And hold a cup with saddened beauty filled. My love, thine eyes, they hold the wistful gaze When Nature thou touch with loving care. Thy melancholy an’ thy charm amaze, But what a heavy burden thou bear! Yet sweetly thou smile an' thy hands are full With splendid harvest of undying dreams. Thou paint trees brightly, and on the ground, dull, A ray of summer through the sombre clouds gleams. Soon sorrow occupy the place of mirth For endowed with thy tears heavens weep; The drops of rain are falling on the earth, Thou’rt preparing the world to winter sleep. And thus my heart does sing, devoid of fear, And whirl in this odd waltz of wither’d leaves Forever! Autumn, I’m thine, forever, dear! For thy winds do relive me from my grieves… 07 February 2006

Beside the stream a minstrel play’d The charming tunes of old, By hands of elves his flute was made And was adorn’d with gold. The tunes were sweet as sweet could be The beauty of his land; So light and great, yet wild and free, It rang like water in the sea Upon the lonely strand. Then softly trill’d like nightingale Beneath the heaven’s vast And after told the fairy tale Of long forgotten Past. From wondrous realm she came to him With flowers in her hair; Her fond and tender smile did gleam In shining eyes, so fair. And to his home they took their way, Past elven blooming lands; Once at the dawning of the day From every bush, on every spray The nymphs waved with their hands “Fare thee well, young bard! – they said Thy songs do bring delight! And dearest lady, we’re glad To bless thee with our light!” Beside the sea the minstrel play’d The charming tunes of old. And with her clear voice, the maid Was singing to the world. 31 January 2006

How do we call these days of sorrow, The days of strange untold distress? When nothing crying hearts could borrow From merciless hands of loneliness. While tears flow through the fingers And unto someone’s faded dream, That feeling in the depth of soul lingers Under refuge of the shadows, grim. What are these days of rage, confusion, The days when hatred fills the veins? And reveries are but illusion, Woven from the silver threads of pain. Pale moon sheds light on a broken mirror, From the placid evening skies; The night’s repose is drawing nearer, And wrath inside thee dies. And then joy comes; and thumping madly The heart rejoices in the breast, Young spirit spreads its wings and gladly Awakes fresh love, by angels blessed. With charming smiles and shy confessions, Gushed from a tender timid heart, This ardent love, adorned with passions, Is cherished in the songs of bard. How do we call it?

The evening comes with its illusion Upon the sky it casts the stars of dreams And put the hearts to mild confusion Lit by some lovely moonlight’s beams. A lonely soul still seems to languish For wonders on this dying Earth But this unwanted curse of anguish! Only to silent tears it gives birth! And they are trickling through the fingers And getting lost in wither’d grass. The feeling of despair lingers In bitter grief of solitude, Alas! That solemn mystery of twilight Along with nocturnal affectionate embrace Gives solace in the bed of deep night Charming with its sparkling grace. But tears of the soul won’t vanish Though they are not seen in the eyes The sorrow for a while you banish Yet in the bottom of your heart it still lies. December 12th, 2005

~I’m truly thine~ I’m truly thine yet I’m free Above my soul’s sourin’ in delight I’m truly thine and always I will be! In every song I see thy bliss, thy light. Thou art my love, my soul’s friend; And priceless gifts thou showest me In vain, alas, so many hours I did spend When I could give ‘em all to thee! With wondrous wings my heart flies high As charming as a little dove And with these words written on sky Upon thee I bestow my love. I’m truly thine with all my passion, With all my ardent restless spirit! Forever thine in willful freedom I dwell in this unearthly kingdom… I’m only thine. November the 20th, 2005

[When lovely illusions and cherished hopes Somewhere deep inside thee die With autumn leaves so far away, Thou set them free and let them fly.] In every gust of wind and drop of rain The voice of autumn is heard. Forgotten shades of sorrow dwell In tragedies of old. In rustle of dead leaves songs have been lost For nightingales are gone away. In chilly air ghostly laments flow While mists enfold the day. And charms of light are shatter’d in the rain Which imbues autumn mystery; Behold these sombre starry nights, Its bewitched harmony! Let dreams take thee in their embraces, Be lured by nocturnal lore, Soon thou’ll hear someone whisper The words thou adore… October 19, 2005

And time has come… When Angel’s crying in dismay, With every tear shedding sacred light Thou know not what thou can say - But watch a sparkle’s dying in the night. Yet challenge’s burning in thy restless heart Enraptured by such fairy autumn air Away from darkness and despair Thy spirit wishes to depart. The rustle of the wings thou hear no more, Thou let thy dream to drown in the waters of dark lake For thou forgot how cherished it before. ‘Twas hard to gain yet simple to forsake. Frail faith in wonders shattered and split - From heavens stars fall but in vain And thou are looking for the shelter from this bane So unaware of the shade beneath thy feet. A ghostly melody is heard in night’s embraces It’s wind who’s singing lullaby to trees. In cradles upon children’s tranquil faces The smiling moon lays an enigmatic kiss. A mere dreamful slumber it may be Where thy uneasy heart will find the rest, Yet love entwines with grieve in constant quest… Seek for the refuge in blessed Poetr

I love thee not For I have waste all love in grief, In vain were shed my silent tears. Now I’m haunted by ghosts o’ fears, My faith has wither’d leaf by leaf. Forgive me, please, But do not ask my heart to love thee, And hide from me thy ardent passion! Now I’m writing a confession; The mirror of my doubts it will be. But I do suffer For my soul still lives in shadows of despair And wanders sadly in the dark Without love’s unearthly spark. But to believe again I will not dare. I close my eyes For anguish’s tearing my soul apart And mercy is forgotten there How could the fate be so unfair, To torture my defenseless heart? I love thee not! But when at last shall I be free? Though may it be my dream, delusion So lovely, sweet, desirable confusion I’ll never let my soul love thee Sept. 17th 2005

The autumn leaves cover’d the path, Where I was walking alone. My hopes were getting lost in grass, My crimson dress was torn. And slowly sinking into the gloom, Ahead I saw an obscure loom. Secrets the wind was whispering sadly As it whirled the leaves in the air, My frighten’d heart was thumping madly Under someone’s concealed stare. Soon shadows gathered around Like a misty veil upon the ground. My path was lit with fairy light, That enigmatic dark couldn’t devour. The stranger illumined the night! In awe I watched his mighty power. But till morn came, away he gone, His angel wings shone in the sun. And I did blame my loneliness, My cruel everlasting bane! ‘Tis my endless way out of the sorrow My eternal journey through this forlorn land And there I will be tomorrow And there I will find my end. 12 August 2005

My eyes reflect my inner scars, Infinite sadness is hiding there Your hands are carrying my bleeding heart, I’ve lost it somewhere. My soul’s freezing in the constant pain There is always something to confess While you’re gathering the puzzle of my love, I blame my loneliness. Chorus: Life is a cup of scorn to drink Forgive me my mad dreams But don’t burn them to ashes I sealed up the unsent kiss There Obscured reflection in the mirror Rain is splashing all the glass Suffer from the emptiness I’m waiting for it to pass. You need to bury your unshed tears In songs your soul cries Keep secret your sweet memories Or they’ll vanish in goodbyes. Chorus. You get lost in my nightmares, In a maze of everlasting sorrow I’ll break my union with solitude Your heartbeat I’ll follow…. Chorus. 21 July 2005

On the bare cliff I stood alone With quivering wings of smoke behind me My hope, my love – they were forlorn, And yet my mind was occupied by thee. The dusk was gathering around And wakeful sea was roaring beneath. But I already heard no sound, Nor I could feel the gentle breeze. My pallid lips were whispering a prayer; But to what God I couldn’t tell. My only wish was thou could be there But thou were lying in a fairy dell. That deadly touch of poison arrow, That sudden move of cunning fate, It left my life without any marrow And for the death I couldn’t wait. My face was illumined with moonlight; But fire wasn’t burning in my eyes. ‘Twas only the reflection of the starlight, For fate at last had thrown the dice. “My heart, My love, thou’rt gone forever!” – I cried through tears to the night. “Why will I stay alive when never I can forget thee, my brave knight!” With my frail wings I stepp’d forth, Now I felt wind playing in my hair. For greatest thing I spent my youth For fat

Sing Black raven, sing for me! Sing with your harsh screeching voice. Of my prison no one’ll find the key, And they've bereft me of the right of choice. Sing of my tormented soul Sing of what has happened in these walls Cry to all they haven’t reach their goal, For I’m not the one of feeble dolls! So I’m dying now far away, And my blood’s on the freezing floor, Sweet death already on its way To me it comes though this closed door! 23 June

My dream is gone but I still keep The remnants of its solemn glory; ‘Tis time for tears but I don’t weep, For this eternal woe’s my only worry. And naïve hopes are crushing into dust By neverending gale of solitude; The clouds’ve covered the heaven’s vast, But they are false, they can delude! The drops of blood embellish every line And every poem’s full of unshed tears; The blurry image in the glass of wine Reveals all of your hidden fears. Thus still I keep the slivers of my dream That stab my heart with every breath; Yet softness of the hope unseen Don’t let me yield to the oblivion of death. 1 June 2005

Twilight came and covered the streets And brilliant radiance of day was swept away The sun was gone to other lands All sounds ceased: ‘twas time for silence’ reign. So Night appeared at the threshold of the fate And opened wide the sacred gate. “Hail thee, Blessed Night! I wait for you. The rustle of your wings will give me freedom. My chainless mind’s a prisoner of doom I crave to enter in your fairy Kingdom!” And the nocturnal stare pierced gently my soul As Night looked at me in surprise: “What wonders do you expect from me? - it asked, - Child, are you ready to give sacrifice?” And it came over me and pronounced a spell; In the distance I heard only tinkle of bell. Bewildered Night recoiled from me, it shook its head. “Oh, nay!

You try to catch the golden rays But they are streaming through your fingers A smile appears on your face, Instead of vanishing, it lingers! And joyfully you sniff a flower In every dandelion noticing the sun; You’re seeking for your lucky clover And making wishes just for fun. For you’re happy at the moment That brings you back when you’re five And you forget about every torment You let yourself enjoy the life. May 16th, 2005

I lived in my own beautiful world In the reality-proof fascinating land Blossoming gardens of tales untold - I let nobody trespass it and amend. One day I was lost into the woods of sorrow And soon I heard enchanting sounds. His charming voice I had to follow… It led me far beyond the bounds. And lovely chaos came into my mind For unknown guest tried to fathom my soul. With songs so sweet and words so kind I drank a cup of love, I drank the fiery bowl. My world are crashed, the gardens desolate But I’ve no wish to rebuild its walls. Reality is now my mysterious fate: In the distance its bell already tolls. :blush: :angelsmiley: 13 May 2005

Man’s vocal: What is my pain? Maybe it’s just delusion. The veil of dream has covered my eyes. The fate’s tormented soul which now is broken. It’s useless to find the truth among the lies. Female voice: Never believe in deceiving illusion Never seek what cannot be found Treason is poisonous and unforgiving Silence is music without a sound. Man’s vocal: The fading memory is remnants of the past I’ll kill them all to drink a cup of freedom. But in her grave my soul’s buried forever… How long will last the Eden in the devil’s kingdom?

A lonely echo of deep sorrow Died in the silver moonlight stream ‘Twas harvest moon, though light was dim. A path surrounded with roses Led to the battlefield of night Where dwelt the ghosts o’ finished fight. The lights of stars were flickering above your head; The endless space of black-blue sky. There were no end, and no beginning; Eternal present o’ someone’s chilling sigh. And only darkness crept beside An’ wrapped you up in the velvet night. The raven’s cry disturb’d the dreamful slumber; The sinister omen of approaching fight. There were broken splinters of silence around And they were shimmering in the starlight. And at the forgotten altar o’ vice Soon there would be the last sacrifice. The Lord of night appeared in the gloom; He was intending to cross swords with day The raven croaked and sat on his hand Alas!

Fate I A quiet step disturbed the silence As he trespassed her world without let Leaving her alone with nothing but frustration He said that she was just a victim of the fate. The tears were frozen in the air; Crystals of ice were crashed upon the floor. One little flower was torn out of the ground; There was no life forevermore… A child picked up the dying flower And begged it to live if it wasn’t too late. The flower was put into a beautiful vase And life was returned… Is it the fate?! Fate II Oh, merciless fate! The people are like puppets in your skillful hands They were bereaved the right to act on their own. What’s your purpose? Where do your true aims lie? Maybe you wish to get the mute devoted crowd?! The middle of December 2004