Desert’s Unrest

My love is the ocean of blue tiny diamonds

My love is the pieces of raw bloody flesh

My love is inherited Mayan calendar

It’s blooming it’s booming it’s near to the end.

Beginning is wind playing cloth in the desert

It’s fresh like milk from the breast of a mother

My love, end is death, and the death is a nature

And we are the sand of desert’s unrest.

Is wind feeling fear of losing the cloth?

Is cloth whose’s afraid of staying in beds?

If window’s left open there must be a moment

When cloth will be touched by the breeze of night guest.


Ruined day by Neringa Rekasiute

Ruined day by Neringa Rekasiute

Schizophrenic dreams


I dream of little house in Tuscany

Sunflowers stripping in disguise 

Behind the backs of pregnant olive trees

All silent peace

In wavy narrow Old town streets

But every night these peaceful streets

Fulfilled with flowered balconies

Perfumed with lust desires haze

In lovely place

Awake all demons from the base


About love in facebook generation

I love you calmly while you’re sleeping

In fact I love you always …calmly

This speechless love is laying down inside me

But just for now I’m acting purely badly

Insanely hanging you on trees

While pouring honey in your soul

I’m quietly inviting bees

To eat you from inside and make a hole

I’m actually director - killer

Broadcasting live this painful thriller. 

Brother, you’re my lover

I am a soldier,

I am an enemy

Im willing to destroy your destiny

And then to give you hand

And help you stand

As high as you have never been before

I’m an extremist,

I’m an anarchist,

I’m your hell, your private Antichrist

I love you with the passion of your mother

Brother, you’re my lover

Im dying, but I’ve been dying many times before

Im throwing up on you with butterflies

Beautiful and dead floating in the skies

Your favorite combination

Im waiting for a total devastation

There is no place for ressurection

Brother, you are my lover.



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