your touch – sonnet

what words were ever whispered on my skin in time they all got washed away by sands no matter if obscenely soaked in sin or drier than the driest of the lands. what breath may have caressed my body lines dissolved within the wind and took with it the scent of all the evanescent signs … Continue reading

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A rhyme – sonnet

I need a rhyme, a goddamn word to match The tender desert of my inner world, A syllable my itchy mind to scratch And stretch a bit my wry persona curled Around its tail, in ouroboric pose. I need the perfect shade of red to zest The utter grayness of a life that goes In … Continue reading

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salty sonnet

the future crumbles in my rusty thoughts – one cannot think of future when the past is conquering your grounds at much too fast a pace. the blood inside you slowly clots, and while regrets were once just distant dots they quickly turn into a view so vast that overwhelms your mind, and soon you … Continue reading

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black 14 – sonnet

how does death come to one who claims its hand? how does the wing of Thanatos caress the hearts of those who ardently demand its swift and loyal service? i confess my deep desire to peek amidst the veils that hide the darkest lover of them all, the true unspoken ending of all tales – … Continue reading

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ode to quill – sonnet

i pity you, my quill, my faithful squire. i pity you, for tailoring the garbs of all my thoughts, caressing, crisp, your barbs, and for the winter setting you afire. i pity your exquisite imperfection too eager to pursue the tender shade of dreams that come to light and dreams that fade, and pin it … Continue reading

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“Croquis – 25 sonnets” – on Scribd

This booklet is merely my humble attempt in understanding one of the most beautiful poetry forms – the sonnet. I don’t claim to have managed to do that fully, but I thought that sharing my own experience with others may be of help to some of you. For the same reason I would appreciate the … Continue reading

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the pollen of days – sonnet

along the shores of time lay full of dust the empty shells of words remained unsaid, like iron blooms of thoughts, now kissed by rust and left to die on Lethe’s silent bed, on mossy pillows of forgetfulness – and while their soul is slowly drained by tide, our heart, touched by the hand of … Continue reading

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Himmel und Hölle – sonnet

“O Fortuna velut luna statu variabilis […]” when playing hopscotch on god’s tesserae, don’t waste the sand on “odd or even” choices – the thread you’re given by the Moirae won’t over-stretch. allow the inner voices of faith and instinct to direct you through, accept the “lows” the same way as the “highs” – if … Continue reading

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spring cleaning – sonnet

i’ll plant my roots inside the bones of march and sip the sunlight flowing through its veins, an apple tree will be my spinal arch, its blossoms meant to keep my thoughts in chains, beneath my eyelids, icicles of salt will melt into swift rivulets of green and i will spring myself outside my vault … Continue reading

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sonnet in g minor

the grinning gray geometry of thoughts extends its gimpy limbs with gritty skin into the hidden meaning of “why not’s” like greedy tentacles that groan and spin, and nude, the gorgeous gravity of time is flaunting glamorously beads of sand attempting vainly to conceal the grime grotesquely tarnishing “because”’s land. a gaud is every second, … Continue reading

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