Silence

There are Spirits in this World
Whose Silence is stronger than any words:

He sat motionless for Hours
His Hands were shaking like leaves of flower

His eyes shone with warmly smile
But Tears were dripping slowly down.

He spoke to me with calming voice:
,,Don't spend your time in vain frustration
Life is ART not calculations!
Look at me and see your Beauty
My reflection in your Heart!
I will guide you - take my hand

We walk this path until the end!
Don't be Sad, no time for Sorrow
I will watch your every step!”

With his Words I fell asleep
Waves of Dreams and Memories...

Waking from my inner slumber
With My Spirit full of Joy
I cried out: ,,Thank you Stranger!
For your Silence, for your Words!”

He was gone, the room was empty!
And all the Space was drowned in Silence...

Shadow of the Past

      It was in the dark hours of the Night. I was standing on a high rock near the beautiful valley. At such late time with My sleepless Spirit, thoughts took me wandering on strange paths and places...I forgot how I arrived here or why I came, like some hidden part of my Mind plotted against me. Sitting on this rock I realized that it had a weird shape, like some kind of mythical creature. Suddenly I arose with a feeling of unknown danger, or perhaps with intuitive alert. Indeed! The Rock had a shape of a creature I knew very well! It was...it was...With hesitation and growing disquiet I whispered to myself - A GARGOYLE!!!
      It was the creature from my nightmare dreams! Gazing at this waking horror I started to faint - My Mind was twisting. In that moment I felt the merging of dreams and realities as one single way of manifestation. As I floated in a maelstrom of past memories I remembered why I came in this unknown place - It called me! This bestial creature summoned me from the forgotten Realm of Shadows.
       The Night became devoid of any sound or movement. The silence was unbearable, like stilled echo in a graveyard. The Creature started to move, first it spread its black rocky wings like huge clouds, I felt like a small point of shadow in comparison to its mighty shape. When this bizarre Gargoyle was towering above me, I sensed a weird feeling of protection, some kind of shadowy shield. All my fears and worries drowned in a sea of inner tranquility. Then, I approached him slowly, until I was face to face with this Guardian of Dreams, I stopped and stood still for a second.
  With a voice like a thunder he spoke: ,,I waited for you Wanderer! Waited for so long....I began to think that you will never find the way home, They thought you were Lost in this Grey World. But I always had a sparkle of undoubted hope toward you! I watched your every step and guided you in awakening from this worldly slumber. Now, we must leave at once!”
     The Sun began to rise like a fireball from sleeping mountains, its rays covered the World in a waking Light. The Night seemed to fade away like a veiled mantle. Above the high rock, between the red clouds of dawn, the Wings of this Unholy Creature carried me into the Shadow of the Past...

The Crimson Gate

I remember standing in the middle of a greyish Glade, the Moon shone with a weary sliver light, no Stars, just leaden Sky hung ghostly above me. Before me was a Gate…even now I can see it vividly…Huge Dark-Red Gate with grotesque features, above it were depictions of slimming shapes with horrid faces whose empty gazes pierced through me like fire-lightning. They were whispering to me, like a wicked hissing of thousand beasts. I knew that they were calling my Name in an endlessly repeating choir. I wanted to turn back, to cry, to run, to hide...but I couldn’t...all my senses were beyond my control, my Body was frozen to the ground like a cold stalactite. When I gazed again at this infernal gate...I was struck with horror – The Gate was wide open! It looked like a jaw of an monstrous Dragon. Red light was glowing inside, the air was dusty, filled with stiffened decay. Suddenly, an Unseen Force slowly pulled me toward the gate. As my body approached closely, I felt my Heart stopping like a clock, one beat more and then...dead silence, darkness covered my mind...in that very moment I summoned all my Will and with my last Breath I shouted: ,,WAKE UP! WAKE UP! Wake up...”

          In the midst of this utter void I saw a Golden Star in the distance, covering me with a warmly light and diving in its soft rays, I Blacked Out…

MegaSonic Girl

A String of Light into the Air
The Notes of Sound – a Melody!
She is born from Music of the Soul
And by it She lives her Life!
Waves of feelings fills Her Heart
Who can reach Her deepest Mind?
If you would know Her Music Heart
You will know Her Only Heart!
One Beat of Her Pure Sonic-Song
Can bleed your Heart with Tears of Blood!
Her Smile sings so many Words...
Yet, few can hear Her Magic Song.
Love for Her is when Two Notes
Sing as One, in Harmony, in Unison!
Her Voice is so clear and sad,
A Song of Heaven, sometimes of Pain...
Her Thoughts are Lyrics for the Spirit
Drop by drop She fills the Spaces
With a Cry of Everchanting Music!
I know Her Name by many Songs
The One I hear now is so Loud,
Like a Thunder in the Mountains
Or like Whisper in Quiet Wind,
It is so Silent and Enchanting...
Like Evening Star with Morning Light!
If you know Her by this Signs
Then your Heart is made from Music...

Divine Perfume

The smell of You is like a Flower
Consumes my essence fragrantly,
The smell of You is like a Magick
Hidden, deep within and powerful,
The smell of You is like a Spell
Hypnotic even for my Soul!
The smell of You is like Spring
Full of Blossom and Enchanting
The smell of You is like a Fire
Burns my body in sweet devour!
The smell of You is like Heaven
Blissful for my weary Mind…
I would drink Your smell like Wine
To get drank from Your Perfume,
Like Honey passing through my Blood
Until it fills my beating Heart…

Crystal Voice

How can words defy My Sorrow
When the Heart is ticking clock?
I break My sleep for your Creation
To spend your time in adoration!

Your child smile burns in Beauty
Like morning Sun between the Mist
Who can stop you from this Moment
When your Music starts to play?

I see your Soul in crystal Voice
A Song with everchanging Melody,
Who can feel your Inner Glory
When even Gods can praise your Name!

The Dreamer

The need to dream is in My Heart
Not Sleeping scenes but Waking ones,
In Timeless Moment I saw a Light
In its Beauty – I lived and Died…

The need to Cry is in My Eyes
Those of Joy but not with Smile,
I caused you Tears on your Face
To fall like Diamonds in the Night…

I cursed myself for Hurt and Pain
Upon your Life and those around,
Such Fool like Me is to Blame
I Hope to suffer in My Hell…

I know the price for empty Truth
Every Drop is spilled for Love
With Words I wash the Blood on Me
To Give you - Everlasting Memory…

Pontifex Nox

            Te citesc de la primul tău cuvînt, cînd ți-ai format numele în gînd din acel vis ciudat. Atuncea...ai pășit în cercul aventurilor ,,demonice”. Ai început să negi adevărurile de bază a vieții. Prin această negare tu ai început să-ți stabilești proprile criterii, definiții, înțelesuri, formule ale adevărului, respectiv ai văzut că totul e relativ. Deodată, ai întîlnit un obstacol propriu, ce s-a manifestat sub o absurditate, paradox cognitiv. Era doar o voință lăuntrică ce a izbucnit în mintea ta inocentă. Desigur, mulți se opresc aicea – neagă tot ceia ce-i absurd și neînțeles, privind din nou la viață în culori sintetice. Însă tu ai pășit mai departe, ți-ai adus argumente intuitive că totul e într-adevăr relativ, nestabil, înșelător. Permanent ajungi la concluzia că totul e o Iluzie a minții tale, că adevărul e ceia ce noi gîndim că este. Aicea, tu ești corect față de argumentele și adevărurile tale. Apoi, pentru a-ți stabiliza, întruchipa, întemeia adevărul tău, te întrebi - ,,Cum e o viață fericită?”..Înțelegi că fericirea e un fel de suport iluzoric, o dorință manifestată sub niște plăceri, la care din nou exclami – relativ! Iluzie! Respectiv din aceste conflicte halucinante tu deduci altul, unul la fel de neînțeles și interesant – Dragoste.
          Sunt mirat de capacitatea ta de a-ți urmări firul meditativ de la apariția acestuia pînă la încheiere, de sinceritatea și profunzimea proprilor întrebări interioare ce mereu caută răspunsuri. Nu înceta aceste convorbiri lăuntrice, deoarece anume prin conflictul cu sinele se descoperă miezul adevărului și neapărat vei găsi răspuns, fiindcă Dorința de a Cunoaște sunt adevăratele noastre comorii...           
          Am observat în zîmbetul tău o disperare, un pesimism sarcastic, această subapreciere e cauzată de vina ta conștientă - ,,din noi am jignit-o”. Te critici brutal, dar obiectiv și just. Tu nu ești nebun deoarece anume această conșteintizare că ești vinovat te ridică deasupra nebuniei și te face superior evadărilor emoționale. Totul evoluiază intens – Nebunia, frica, confesiunea, monologul, regretul, scuza...și închei cu un fel de testament tragic dar romantic: ,,Mă consum, consumînd”...           
        Simt cum apunerea soarelui îți creează o imagine nostalgică, în această atomosferă tu îmbini starea ta sufletească cu cea a naturii, o destăinuire izolată și în același timp într-o așteptare melancolică. Văd că frămîntările și îndoielile tale psihologice redau într-o formă metaforizată dragostea simplă față de iubita ta și jertfirea spirituală în așteptarea ei. Prin agonia  înflăcărată tu descrii toamna în niște culori stinse, care în absența iubitei tale și-a  pierdut farmecul ei auriu. În această așteptare oarbă tu cazi într-un vis amorțit cu speranța de a o regăsi, revedea într-o dimensiune în afara lumii atomice – limitate. Adormi în contopirea ta totală cu timpul, natura și universul...

Голос Вечности

В мыслях ночи Я ищу себя
Когда плачет тень в меня
Но день приходит как всегда…
Какой-то шепот, другие голоса.
Он спросил меня с тоскою:
,,Зачем Ты любишь? чего Ты ждешь?"
Слова писать Я забываю…
Но крик Души запоминаю!
Вопросом на вопрос – Oтвет
Когда мысли заглушают…
Сказал себё: "Убью Я Бога!"
И в тот же миг, убил Себя…

Pathless Dream

The Lost Bridge between You and Me
I forged from broken Dreams of Reality
All Dreams of You will Fade in Dusty Night
But this One will Echo in Voice of Eternity.

The Law of Beauty is My Peace
Bought with Curse of My own Bliss,
With Love I spent the Last of Words
No one to Blame…My Fault was Blind.

I thought My Heart is in the Words
But now My Words are Full of Death
So Empty and so Cold is Breath
Without Your Smile and without Faith.

Walking in the Dusty Night of Past
With the Cloak and Hope of Youth
Ever Lost in Stars and Slumber
On the Road to Pathless Dream…

Eulogicka

Ce să spun cînd n-am ce spune
Cînd dorința de-a vorbi
E dincolo de cuvinte...
Chiar să spun ceva cu rost
Sensul gîndului se pierde
Și-mi rămîne numai Eul
C-o voce dulce, zîmbitoare.

Voi rosti un Nume-n șoaptă
Ca să uit de Dorul Meu,
Ca să simt că Sunt aproape
Chiar și dacă nu mai Sunt.
Voi vedea că Sunt cu Mine
Chiar și dacă nu mai Cred.

Să nu Plîng? Să rîd prin Lacrimi?
Ca apoi să cad în Vis?
Să fiu Singur ca și Tine?
Ca pe urmă Doi să fim?!

Eu Mă văd cînd merg, visînd
Tu Mă simți cînd Dorm, plutind...

Apocryphus Lex

Adevărul e ca o noapte fără vînt, fără nici o stea, doar un aer sintetic, lipsit de prospățime, încerci să țipi dar sunetele se opresc în gît mute, vrei să plîngi dar n-ai lacrimi. Liniștea e ceva apăsător, chiar te mănîncă din interior. Mai zîmbești din cînd în cînd dar nu de bucurie dar de chin, de incapacitatea de a vărsa lacrimi. Însuși Spațiul te strivește, te rupe în bucăți de timp....

Codex Magi

Am să-mi fac din pat - Altar
Perna - Tronul veșnic dintre Vise
Plapuma - v-a fi ca Gîndul
Iar somnul - Viața ce-o visezi acum!

                              

Soul Sister

Sister Mine where are you going?

O! Stay and hear, your Brother's coming

That can both laugh and cry with tears,

Wait no longer pretty Sister

Journey's end in Our meeting

Every Lost-Man knows of this.

What is friendship? If not a Gift...

To treasure it We must with care,

What will be is still unknown

In vain guessing there's no plenty

Then come, meet me Soul Sister!

For now the Time is kind to Us...

Narakul

In the Shadow of silver Night
The brightest Truth in hidden lie
I see their bodies cast with Light
In the Silence of breathless Life…

The Path to Crystal Room is open
Few can see the glowing Star of Day
The sleepless Guardian is waiting
At the Door of Sacred Darkness.

My Stone of Fate is lost in water
Washed by tears and burnt by Blood
I found My Book in depths of Time
Not with Answers but with Rhyme.

The Word of Power in my Mind
And the Curse of many Dreams
Not Trust of Wise but Hope of Fool
Your cry will echo in Narakul.

Necro-Gothic

                                
                                Her Black colour of nightly-death
                                Her sweet sadness on pure face,
                                Her gaze like fire ignites my heart
                                Her hypnotic-poisonous kiss disturbs my peace!
                                Her gentle-icy touch drives me crazy-wild
                                Her quiet whisper makes my breath to stop...
                                But She is there, on the Throne of Darkness
                                On the silver Moon between the Stars,
                                Her tears are falling on my empty-heart
                                And Her Voice echo in my dreams of lust,
                                She is here! With me! The Queen of Beauty!
                                Ah, No...She was a dream...and I – The Dreamer.

Valentine’s Day

Everyone in his life is searching for love, even those who don’t believe in it. We celebrate love every day, there is no need for a special day to show our love to someone close to us. But it is more beautiful when we all are showing our feelings between each other like in this special day – Valentine’s Day. Love has different meanings for different people, even hate and envy sometimes can be the expression of love. I don’t know yet what love really is or what it looks like, I can only imagine it in my thoughts and fantasies. Once I fell in love…I thought that this was the real one…but with time I understood that this was just a dream, a temporary illusion. I wish you all in this special day to find your half-lover, if you already have one, please, keep this magic flame, for it can be easily destroyed. I thought that the biggest fear in life is darkness, but it is not…The biggest fear in life is being alone. When you are alone, there is no one, only you and your thoughts in the endless silence.
            I wish you Ladies to be happy, not just words of politeness, but the real happiness, happiness of love. For when you smile the world seems brighter, when you are near us we can do everything, when you are with us – we are one.
            On this special day I wish you all to enjoy with your partners in love, to share your feelings between each other and to express gratitude toward him or her for being with you and for you.
            Never lose hope for a perfect love, because then the world will be empty and love will seem cold and painful. You will always hide from the shadow of past, the present will be just a game of thoughts and the future will look bleak and gloomy.
            Valentine’s Day is a special day only when you are in love, without it this is just another ordinary day in which you wake up half-empty for being so alone…

Empty Heart

Broken glass without flowers
Betrayed by foolish self with blood
I am hungry in my plenty, in my tears.
To feel nothing – like deadly Curse
Fills My Heart with void-bleak.
To Suffer and to Love is Bliss,
Without this…I lost My peace.
But whom to blame? The fault is Mine
In My Pride I fell from Heaven,
In My Shame I hid in Darkness.
I will wait My Dream to Wake
And to Sleep in Blissful slumber
Where My Heart is made anew
Half of Her and Half of Me
Will be One or will be None…

Dream-Goddess

Dark Light inside My twisted Soul
Flames of pain are taking over.
My Lust for Her is Icy-Fire,
My Blood is burning when She smiles.
Her Beauty is My Curse, My Bliss,
Her pure Eyes are blindly-bright
Shines like Crystals in the Night.
In Her presence I’m Shadow
In Her Face, I’m just a dreamer.
Like Goddess in ancient temple
She is My Temple of My Heart.
What is Perfect? I can’t Say…
In Her Grace, She is Perfection!
To Live a Dream in real World,
It’s like Hell for My Creation…

Alb-Negru

Un strop de sînge pe o frunză albă
Un gînd fără de formă-n minte,
Ca o Cupă goală pe o masă sfîntă
Așa-mi consum eu timpul pe pămînt.

În vălmășeala zilei fără fapte
El mă privește în umbrele din gloată,
Ca privirea mea s-o întîlnească
În ai săi ochi orbiți de veacuri.

Sunetul de voci străine umple trupul
Cu fraze dulci, dorite de mulțime
Ca să-și acopere marea goliciune,
Să se ascundă de Lumina Lunii...