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Wm i Mn 2

He whispers sweet somethings in my ear.

I smile, aware that I’m dreaming.

Gutted inside and mind,

waiting for the next stab in the back.

 

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2014.01.29

Nothing is impossible,

it seems,

except improvement

of situation.

 

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privichka_grizt_seba

Where once there was possibility,

now there is misery.

Life.

Hope.

Memories.

 

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Headache, Drinking Tea, Utro_

Time hasn’t been kind

to our kind,

in my mind,

splitting headache,

dreams forsake.

 

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Death Valley 2

Sometimes,

an overwhelming futility feeling

washes over me

and I lose all energy,

all sense of possibility…

the future is foreboding,

no point in continuing,

no point in anything,

beyond this present moment…

I lie on the floor,

detach,

it’s all I have

and all I can expect.

 

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Death Valley 6

Welcome to Planet Earth,

death lives here.

An empty hole,

where once was soul.

Brittle shell,

gateway to hell.

Welcome to Planet Earth,

so much dearth.

 

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Charles Keating i John McCain

This is the team that won history,

apparently,

a disparate gang, united by one commonality:

Greed is good.

Defaming the name of God

and morality,

lunch bag legends, proclaiming:

“the weak, meek and ignorant are always good targets.”

Cold hard cash and phoney credit lies,

dog eat dog, rabid bulls charging,

insatiable hunger,

exploiting the vulnerable, manipulating,

eviscerating,

your grandmother and mine.

… Thieves prosper

in the evil empire.

 

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Lot's Wife

Your “pride and joy”,

your passions and possessions,

alas,

will crumble to ashes.

Don’t look back!

 

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9.24 Pregnant Wm & Girl

It used to be

that seeing and hearing such things

intrigued, stimulated,

inspired me.

Now, instead, they mock

and scorn,

reminding me of things that should have been,

of bloody reality,

and treacheries that broke my heart.

 

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Dina

I want to know more,

to learn

and experience

this realm of existence.

Words and meaning,

touch, sensation,

joys, peace,

tranquillity and noise.

I’m intrigued

and I want to be enlightened,

but my head is spinning

and I’m overwhelmed.

Somewhere nearby, a voice is shouting,

distracting, annoying,

and a cuckoo clock loudly calls…

And

I fall down.

The epitome of humanity.

Life on the ground.

 

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