Kindred spirit

Going over visions from the past,
Looking for  some reasons in the brightest way,
Fervent stars convinced of  rightness
 Were broken by their cynical stray.
I got lost somewhere in the streets of life,
Tried to move the hat out of longing...
Flashed next to the faces quessing right ,
The features of them in a vague smoke nonsense.

By the impulse of passion persuading time,
What was in that road where  look for twilight,
There is only a gloomy alley of flattery,
Where we reflect the tomeness of lie.
In the road of dreams the islands were lost,
A wave of burrowing breaking fears,
But  depth  of your eyes...
I am drowning   again, ….

Do you hear the droplets of happiness?In them  our day counting kilometers cry!
I defected my doubts and opened my heart.
In doubt hiding a sweet of nights,pulling pages out of memory
Which said  me about love.
Oh, my God, what;s the hell...
Why  the tears in the maze of  two?
I look in the mirror from the past
Finding such a familiar truth,

In the eyes ,where the notes of passion drown,
Where ships get out of their storm,
Having given in a pool of passion.
The claps of thunder, which gave  a wave birth ,
Siren crying on the island of hope,
And waiting for the deadline,
Falling into the arms of  claw,
Having given oneself to the service of God.....

Will you only know the stars,
And the seeking flung out of sadness,
I'm barefoot going after you,
 erasing the  facets of  my past .
In the breed of sunsets and dawns,
Having given oneself the flow of destiny,
I  open door in a storm of  love,
In response to a lie grinesity....