had to grow up twice
maybe even three times
had to give up my eyes
many times
open close close open wise.
the poetry it entails
to deliver it fails
to discover the trails.
a promise is not a bloom
from a basement room
you cant zoom
the sky.

 

Where's the boy I used to know?
His future's on the radio!
All those girls could come and go
I was there.

The boy I met a long ago-
strange haircut and a glow
but me I oriented slow
Silly.

but you remembered and I came
but all was left a torch and cane
would not hurri
cane.

the boy is cold like circus fire
the girl from somewhere-iron wire
echoes distant
hearts are churned.

A jó az mindig élhetetlen
A semleges az élhető.
Így épülhet fel feletted
Sok csillagos
Szép tető.
Így gyűjthetsz be kandallódba
Szép nagy
szálfa rönköket,
megvárod még
kint a hinta
szél napokat
döntöget.

Már visszanézve sem látszik a nyár.
A felejtés  a tájra jár.
Egyedül vagyok,
Vizet taposok.
Jeget török.
Falat rakok.
Terméketlen földet vetek,
Szelet aratok.
Emberek!
Veletek vagyok.

Being sceptical
defends from disappointment.
Also, it averts
joy.
Look behind your back always.
It prevents from being
attacked.
It also gives
permanent
neckpain.

Attacks could
sometimes
come from the front.
 

i am light
bonfire
different shape
and size
every hour

no matter what I do he doesnt love me

however hard I try he doesnt miss me

are you gonna wonder these streets forever?

will you be walking lone for ever?

its a high price payment to be happy

its a high price payment being free

freedom and love dont coexist

at least not in my case.