Archive for September 17th, 2008


Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no to-morrow.To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace – Unknown


Sometime it feels this should be the end. I am fully satisfied from life and nothing is left for which I can look-upon. Where are you Oh  my moronic desires? Where have you slept? Sometime there goes some melodrama in my heart, the plot of which I am unable to understand. My smile, my spoken words seems to be just movement of lips, that’s it! Where are you Oh my feelings? Why can’t I feel you? What a change would be death! I will be in some invisible world seeing everyone with my naked eyes, going silently and sitting under a tree and talking to God. And the best thing – God will be replying to my words. I guess death is more adventurous than living. Why sometime it feels I have grabbed all the happiness and now the end should come.


When my body will be alloyed with soil

When heart will not give birth to lazy desires

When memories will not lay in deep captive of brain

When my eyes will see beyond horizon

Just make a wish,

I promise you I will surely take your wish to heaven!

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