Istvan Dan Molnar Uriel - poems -

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1 Poetry Series - poems - Publication Date: 2016 Publisher: Poemhunter.com - The World's Poetry Archive

2 ( ) Born 1950 and lived in Hungary, from 1976 in Sweden until 1999, from this year in Israel until 2013, now in Sweden again. several schools and plenty of years, and different languages. 1

3 A Folyó Az élet folyik mint a víz s az álom. Nem emlékszel már mikor volt béke a szívedben, de megfogod látni a nyugodt vizekben Egy pillanatra felejtsd el a szenvedés hullámait, mindazt amit elvesztettél, s urrá lesz rajtad a béke.. A szívedbe nyugalom költözik, mint az elsüllyedt álmok csöndje, arcodat nem mossák könnycsepjeid, a bánat hullámai tova szállnak. 2

4 A Foolish Little Man foolish little man with the drawing charm begins the morning light landscape wake up filled with sleep and shake but not as flowing rivers in the deep lake you just do not stick to the dawn sky pick yourself up, stupid little man when you end the morning mob which is well maintained angel false the life full of ruse all open, full of doom the morning is full flush, full of pity so you exit in the morning the mob measured swears always young and piggy but devour not innocent heart, even if you are a young blond wheat piggy! 3

5 A Good Little Boy like a good little boy dreaming of a little warm bed staring at the old moon bye February, thinking of spring on the streets creeping fog and a thousand pieces of dirty ice just the big bad boys are broken as homeless, crying freeze guys only the little boy's soul, which Summer dream flies and smiles but the big bad boys freezes cold wind and freezing snow shiver a small blue man from the blue light the eye of life, the bad big boys`s night while the small good boys are sleeping February evening in a little warm bed waiting for spring, grow up and see bye February evening in the spring we will grow up and smile 4

6 A Kezdet Magva szemeid a nagy világon tudod e látni a ragyogó lángot? hogyan latod a reményt a sötétben ha föladtad, sosem fogod megtudni mikent hiszel a kezdetben ha mar a virág is elsorvad a kezedben a szív csendje is lassan elhal nincs több erzelem, kitartas a szuksegben a mélysegben senki sem vár rad és mar nincs fény a lelkedben ki mondja el neked holnap, hogy van e eloleg, mi var rad a jövoben az oka a hitednek csak te vagy amely felér egy esküvel, lessznek szavak, amelyek elmossak a jövot higgy a lélekben, föl ne add a remenyt 5

7 A Lonely World I looked in your eyes and I seen a lonely world, You taken my breath away than my mind destroyed now my heart is abandoned You split my soul when you were in my eyes, I would surely die but you abandoned me to stand for myself become so lonely perhaps forever You took away my life but I will find you and before I die will be before you maybe until the end of the world, maybe until the end of my life, 6

8 A Silent Bird leaves of the tree swing slowly already all crocked and yellow up and down acting so does my soul in the cage with tree and twig waiting silent as butterflies without wings foliage, eternal winter has not yet taken beauty and fragrance of the trees are full and branches sing flakes rich in ancient pine forest splendor when dawn will also shining brightly 7

9 Above The Heart In honor of branches lay your head your fellow man and move your heart desires surrounding aureole of flames. beware not to approach the sun with an empty heart candle flames audacity crack down on unfair the poet's soul heavenly throne remain on earth if you do not know if you do not know your heart flames than to allow the fragrant spring bloom and you can be an honor to your poetry 8

10 Ädelt Raseri Av En Viking fin skatt är livets sorg, som framtidens juvel då kommer gravarna att stiga med forntidens jubel Jag undrar vem som kommer att vara där med ädelt vrede rusande över gränsen med blod färgade stenar för seger som tidvattnet, rytande ska trotsa helvetets portar, ve stjärnorna lyser och darrar i himlen, som tusen blixtrar av svärd vredet dånar från himlen, ve och dö för ditt liv och gråta över kullen blir inte mindre av gnistrande ljus och ilska 9

11 Admit do not be angry of you, be honest and proud when the soul cry of the late apology, the grief wants to be alone, suddenly death the pride admits and hurts more sharply and the intact heart does not want violate our loved once but maybe heal the wounds whom we love and who love us when they pour out your heart the overflowing tears of pain 10

12 Advice To A Foolish Poet many diseases lurking in your active mind may sound the joy Stupify your ball than what is worse in the fatal end when the sting of conscience is blind your noble minde should be literal would the peace of conscience to find how to care about the pious life from that refreshing sweet celestial your solemnity scornfully deride, when the nature designed even for the old man that sacred world will not be your fortune in the end will be your lodge under silent tomb 11

13 Älden skuggorna dansar i ljuset av stjärnorna som tänder varandra min själ svävar i lågorna liksom havet på natten i djupet sväljer vågorna släcka älden i själarna och ta mig ut ur lågorna 12

14 Alldagkighet inte modern i mitt hjärta men det lever i enkelhet utan hån i dold frihet och sjunger rena, gratis låtar som fågel ovanför lövruskor med tydliga och enkla spår var i mitt hjärta ligger den goda som skapad av min enkelhet endast mildhet och kärlek men långt från klar himmel ovanför hjärtat och natten med tro hopp och kärlek 13

15 Alteration as member of this country, should be blessed nation I`m a small part of and against all hell to fight evil but the treasure broken by the leaders morality taught many good words but all the science evil and envy aspect of the retrofit of beggars took several years where the sun hatched whole earth`s proclamation without tribunal that could play the game in dust this golden country would put us in to happy times the nations of savages as chasing each others looking that kind of status and practicing man-killing I do not call nemesis down from the sky to be outcast the evil of the low on the earth with people, not more trust 14

16 An Old Student the ancient school has new-born and old student as teacher`s tears I`m old student, with poem words the old time in the distant struggle ideology my heart has been falling continually and what I straggle with life as cloudy Andromeda `s only a new destiny wise teacher said, looking forward to fate I know your eyes, my face still blessed gaze how beautiful life should be unceasing the strength of faith and smile playing the years passed by your aged poetry fine wise head that you wanted and to live for others always give destiny as the green mountain high 15

17 Andliga Världen en annan ande annan hemlighet Jag beundrar solen och månen i en ändlös universum så enkel mellan avlägsna stjärnor, konstigt mirakel föreställa sig en märklig oändlighet med ett nytt liv och främmande kärlek utan gräns bortom fåfängan inga brutna drömmar om mörk evighet började gå med mina egna ord hur man ser bilder av denna värld där man inte överges för evigt i färgat mörker som en drömmare var är rötterna bland avlägsna stjärnor och spirit om verkligheten, där svagheten inte faller för evigt in till färglös mörker åh nu känner jag vinden, svepte bort min oro 16

18 Angel Eyes like naked pictures of angels. expand the beauty cheerfully forget your proud and incompleteness I do not even ask me that I`m really she did before me lay eyes like a wild flower, virginal death forgot your pride and burning my eyes not because they do not want to kiss you and I will fall down before your eyes than I will bless the richest moments 17

19 Angel Yard angelic farm in heaven my soul is floating in imagination, to escape from the harsh reality, the quiet ancient times and warlike heroes searching souls and scapegoats the loneliness misery, here is my soul, in the angelic farm looking for future and wonder if I recognize myself Mother Nature, as man has never risen out like human waste but tormented and blessed spirit now I'm in the angelic farm among flowers and grass, in this country pleasing consciousness, found the naked joy, the attraction to this country, the child with smiling and crying this is my country 18

20 Änglagården änglagården i himmelen min själ svävar i fantasi, försköker att fly från hårda verkligheten, den tysta forntiden och krigiska hjältar söker själar och syndabockar i ensamhetens elände, här är min själ i änglagården som letar efter framtiden och undrar om jag känner igen mig själv moder jord, av dig har jag alldrig stigit ur som mänsklig avfall, men som plågade och välsignade anda jag svävar i änglagården bland blommor och gräs, i detta land som är glädjande medvetande hittat den nakna glädjen, vilken attraktion till detta land, som barnet med leende och gråt detta är mitt land 19

21 Ansikte våra själar som mirakel i nattens rägnbåge döljer sorgen och oro bakom färglös antydan, vars önskan om lyckliga drömmar att leva bekymmersfri utan gråt och lidande att vakna utan tårar och djupa spår, och glömma livets hämningar, söker i solens skugga en eternal fred, kanske en egen planet, en vackrare värld där solen väcker morrgonen med värme och kärlek, själen i solens strålar skrattar lyckligt och hjärtat vaknar från nattens rägnbåge, Hon är som en evig glans av hjärtat och kärlekens skull 20

22 As A Child and down the soft voice hoodwinked by the day slips no haze that hovers in the air night like little butter flies at night the inner sun burns no mist pass my dreams the day the moon with me rises the colored shadows and images my childish heart frivolous the souls seeking peace among flowers in pieces determined in every places like a piece of dark silence I watched the guard dead when the bright jumped in shadow that dew reached now my soul feel the fever the world`s wounds and burns and want to rid of heart wound and silence all the crying sound I imagine a bit of freedom I thought about the silent hell shining stars as silent cell but must to forget the notion when I saw my happiness rested among light flaming I was enlightened daytime derived by brights 21

23 As A Guest On Earth Certainly the years has stuck, but I stop and look and staring at a distant world where tales hides reality many winters and summers drove past the Earth but I notice only time will disappear life's own slavery, my soul, wondering every night perhaps dreaming away my time aware of this world for me to find a brilliant heavenly mind comfort me or release me for I have kept my promises and crush my tears that confess you with gratitude, I showed my heart and you turned the light when my body cooled and fall together when left and right angels cold chanted am I just a guest in this world? though you still hiding your reasons while I wait maybe You`ll take my soul 22

24 As Autumn my heart is burning when I look in your eyes, shines as the day on your face I feel your mouth with fragrant blush sings and smiles similar fountain blue kiss me before I dig my grave, before I pull myself you woman I'm not all you are like as flower on the branch, hold on tight what I want, and do not loose the cramps everyone has a destiny to give promises in life as I wanted God to do for me 23

25 As You Wish I give you the way to look the shine over my heart that glows like embers and from my eyes frills wreath words I come to your path with a few dark tears do not walk away with bitter taste were can you find a sweeter nectar? my heart trembling when starving my soul with you, never be in needing here my arm to rest, you desire to calm in this weak softened place do not be cruel to me, in my face if you can not stay just leave in peace 24

26 Att Ha Dig I Mina Ögon jag håller dina händer tiden står stilla men kroppen påminner om åldrandet, för livet står inte stilla världen känns fåfängligt i åldrandets ögon och vårat hjärta signerar tidens gång oroligt jag håller dina händer i en tidlös sfär, ser i våra ögon vad livet skänkt och hållit oss kär, 25

27 Att Leka Med Tiden att leka med tiden går som ski på isen att skriva dikt och sprida orden är fritt, som att se solen i horisonten innerst inne brinner längtan som solen, att känna formen av orden och spela upp i dikten och vissheten väcker den såvande själen att leka med tiden blir som hösten, orden faller som löven vid beröringen, men vissheten består även i framtiden som oräkneliga minnen 26

28 Att Våga Älska det finns ingen tröst i livet ibland käns som höst, inte ens ett ädelt hjärta värms av solens värmande röst, jag är en man visst och ibland envis, men sorgen snarare som dygd, och ingen tacksamhet för omtänksamhet, mina ord inte blir förgäves så som mitt smärta består och förblir utan ansikte som lärdomens baner vem är jag då med mitt liv, utan andra halvan som kan hålla och krama varmt handen, här och nu om inte någon annanstans att få vara med dig och se världen i dina ögon det fria och lyckliga som kan befria själen utan att lida, låt mig hålla dig och älska 27

29 Autumn calling out the summer, but still burning the wound in my heart, looking for your eyes come with me the summer dreams soon over the charm wilting and loosing the fight, autumn trees will shudder and all the leaves die woman com with me in the wilt such decline in afternoon sun, cruel autumn wind names forgotten in a summer smile, dry your tears calling the blue sky like external visibility the shroud over our soul as still alive how should we see the sky when our love buried under falling leaves 28

30 Banished Soul silent shadows of shirts, this is my country, I live here, blue mountains and green leaves and winter camps in my dreams I rest here summer waiting for a wedding as in the mountains dressing but cold silence of my feet hitting I might spend my thoughts in vain and stand and wait in silence blades I want my land to sleep in peace but I am here, I am home, your son as they who long since gone I returned to you as I`d crave home all this just a dream, a dream of summer together we wander and live with you if I could bless the thirsty urban summer but the fog swirled and made me fall where is my love, the future of the kiss this is the summer of love with fever heart no more lighting and bright sun in the night the life of desire and the dream full-bodied waiting for the mountains and the holy rest there is no longer kiss and dreams of the night terribly quiet, no tears, there are no words only sad soul, silently banished to Earth 29

31 Barndomen åh barndomen, du som döljer din hemlighet, men påminner mig själv om ändlös orolighet hjärtat som flämtade av naiv mogenhet ansiktet gav vika för sorgigt leende, längtan efter mildhet i svaren på varför inga svar, gör som man säger lyder viljan och ögonen stirrar och blixtrar medan händerna hänger i luften som mot öronen vinkar översvämmad av barnslig rädsla och jag ser tillbaka, mina ögon våta och dimmiga, vänder jag bort mitt sorgiga hjärta från denna värld att avlägsna det brann inom mig som tändes av växlande känslor och hatet gav en stöt i mitt hjärta med smärtor längtan att vara ensam 30

32 med mig själv att kunna gråta bort smärtan inom mig stirrande mot himmelen drömde jag om något gott 31

33 Beatitude I hold of you and of Your Holiness, at the time, you returned, did you my eyes secretly cry undressed you my souls with your wisdom guided my eyes to see the world in your loneliness opened your gates I never passed and let me be revealed in light blessedness for blessed are those who look and feel your holiness in glory, as praised me with your loneliness in front of you, I have been a moment in your eternity but then you took all, even my heart`s secrecy a heavenly change in my soul and in my heart where the whole life desire probably burnt out of me a self-created world where my heart alive, even now burning for you, but still wondering what all this was worth 32

34 Beautiful Life how big is blessed brilliance making beautiful life, and the difference morning and evening do penance because all life exceptional but the difference whether or how each of ourselves by passing and how the holy joy comes in anyone`s life to be happy all kinds and for everyone how to see the joy, the light of life not like to break forth into complains before leaving the life`s holy joys 33

35 Beauty pink lips smiling of life like fresh spring flowers with blue sapphire eyes her face down in the fire and shines like a pearl you are a woman of woman but not worthy without a man do not lose me I`m the one 34

36 Because I Can Not Cry somewhere should be a heart a sad sight came out for rest with smiling heart to look at life I`m running from the great curse there should be a heart while the big night falls just because I can not cry? She killed lust and ecstasy 35

37 Begäran När allt kommer omkring, hur man ska vara bra i detta helvete, när jag tvingas leva med mig själv och denna lycka aldrig skulle vara rättvis att byta till nytta något konstigt i värde, ett gammalt och enda sättet ska komma i morgon, med en försvann sorg som kanske kommer att våndas med en ny romance Åh, om jag skulle vilja en ny romance med tur och interferens skulle kunna vara en ålders-lång referens skulle skåda denna önskan med lycka och vördnad 36

38 Begraven Är vi alla döda varför? världen är en kyrkogård, hoppet som växer och lever och faller hoppet om minuter kvar livets process som faller vid begravningens kant gråtande och sörjande bakom slöja jo vi är allihopa döda oh jag ligger vid graven och drömmer om en kudde och en kram av dig men inte kunde för tomheten lydde inte min framtid men även fordom tid borta och begraven bara minnerna som är kvar utan frid 37

39 Bekännelse mitt liv som en ö Jag står på mina fötter ingen bryr sig, jag går på månen mellan mörker och ljus men solen är kallt med vendetta som mitt klangfulla liv efter detta. mitt liv som en ö drömmer om något speciellt ljus för att se varje dag regnbågen, för att lära sig glada lagar och ömmande åtgärder kompenserar åren, kanske glömma denna ö mitt liv som en ö och jag som silver i en förlorad värld, med blå blommor på fältet att känna vinden och synen av lycka, medan solen skiner på ansiktet med ansiktet på månen 38

40 Berätta För Mig säg att du inte glömmer något, säg att du är här med oss och vi är med er alla som bryr sig om mänsklig värdighet du vet, poeten aldrig ljuger berätta sanningen, inte bara i den verkliga, när ljuset som fyller sinnet Vi tror på mörkret utan varandra. 39

41 Birthday Happy Birthday to a wonderful person as you are, I want a secret moment from your heart, to feel my friendly mind how much I estimate to know You so far as I`m, I wish You all happiness in your life on all your way you go. God bless you on the go.. 40

42 Blue Bay you have that imagination, that maybe you want me with tired and closed eyes wondering if I`d be happy next to the calm beaches and not the empty sky but among the bush flowers and showers of falling stars as I stared at your beautiful face realized that the sky is suitable for you to see the blue sky of your eyes I felt my soul already loved you 41

43 Blueberry Hill among trees and among flowers I sit on the hill abandoned, listen to the silent, soft air in my breath I feel the great freedom and some strange reasons I close my eyes to see the outside world, I open my eyes and looking up to sky, and the same time I see swinging words, gray-haired than smiled like blueberry landscape, and I have understood the time has gone, I defy this silent maybe will passing away old or not by the world liberation with human creation while the heart bits and the treasure of shafts keeps the body in creative spirit, but the heart needs rest more years hurts a lot, it would be better if you just overlook me to go into the next world, when already a small breaths were killed in the air, We sit together as dear son and... over the grass spreads the haze in the dark and we look forward to when it will be visible one of the best stars 42

44 Bokstävernas Karusell bokstävernas tappra riddare ve mig att inte falla i glömskans gnisslande tänder du är en inspirerande gäst i mina händer finslipa din kärlek dina pärlor blir som partner och jag älskar hängivenhets fotspår utan att hänga döv på bokstavskanternas blödande verb jag har ett mjukt hjärta för doftande gamla böcker och jag tar hand om mig en hel del, strikt herre 43

45 Broken Heart heart burns as never before when it`s yearning and wish to find the endless love, of solitude trapped and frightened away of the world's foolishness. abandoned soul falls in splinters of disappointments, where can I find you great love when outstretched hands get no response, I feel my heart just longs but no hands hugging let the world know that all the love will fall, and broken heart never want to forgive. 44

46 Broken Spirit there is a break in the battle a moment of love's intoxication just on a whim for love in distance dream of your spirit, I will forget too than I can say, God be with you it was a dreamy foolishness always in dreams that poorness and there never finished the story perhaps I may end of all dreams wake up, even battle forgotten too 45

47 Brotherhood brother Nisse to life's winding roads that had never gone astray, By Svea upright man tribe are you with honor in good conscience, A perceptive star in the sky you can see the world, you stand out in recitals noise, a friend to life with respect, a good example to his family. Istvan, to my brother Brownie 46

48 Brutet Hjärta hjärtat brinner så som alldrig då längtan will skännas av ändlös kärlek fångad och bortskrämd i ensamhet genom världens oförstånd. övergiven soul fallen i spillor av besvikelser, var hittar jag dig kerleken då utsträckta armar får inga gensvar feel my heart som bara längtar inga armar som kramar låt wärlden veta att allt kärlek kommer att falla och brutet hjärta alldrig ska förlåta. 47

49 By Way Of Quiet River today I'm a light breeze I'm heading home meadow air quietly tired as small bee`s burden I take my palm a small beetle It helps to fly pendant tomorrow will be a storm and wings ripped sails flags so today I whispered softly walk on the green fields thought about true love sweet home and pledged spring tomorrow with howling sound tremble before me in the bush you know that with the leaves off even flowers in the air will hiss they fall fade away autumn bosom and I was cold in them, laughed derisively 48

50 Bye Summer I must to say goodbye every time I see you, you know more than I, how many summers I will pass through under the sky the late summer is harsh and stingy maybe some amends remaining and I wondering if this summer will be more real than the humid laziness unfortunate, the hole world silent and bright under the sky like an art-world there the flowers lose heart and hanging on the stem, I go with strange mind and silence thinking about the fears and the future farewell art-world I feel the wind and the rain, I flees from the blue sky now I stand alone in the storm the autumn will arrive the tempest rushes, it`s my life. 49

51 Bye To Captivity this freedom so long awaited from dust to dust is so cordial the birth bitter with survival In despair, anguish, sorrow exposed where is the joyful hope to solve the goal maybe no one can wait to the last moment but this love was passing certain death and the grace consist just dust and ashes on Earth our life would be the best lottery upon the tomb that closes the noble love a noble love of highest dimension on Earth and than the long-awaited freedom awaken 50

52 Captive like an angel from heaven I lay my head to rest with grief with eyes closed during the night dreaming of a distant world my eyes live in tears, my love where my soul has been captured I only see my own face, which a distant pale figure and dreamy You are a burning star comfort my poor heart to cheer up the pan deliver me from this frosty spirit 51

53 Change Who are my heart in the dawn and the nice clean light of dawn when the night-dream falls apart and beaten darkness breaks away where is the charming Eden while pine earth buried wild winter upset Nature because it `my chest winter 52

54 Childhood I do not know what else this means embraced by heaven and my heart in flames my world of childhood, in small place grow out from an untold bed my body will exit from this land but still I`m home standing on my feet and want me on the knee because nowhere to go one way to the summer twilight way as I feel my pains flying with red stream and seeking unfinished landscape where there she will be a newer tale this map is hidden by a game from an ancient towers frame surrounded by forests and graves among the graves crying quietly, with hope and promises with red flag in hand I see kids around her, 53

55 and there is the land where the kisses of taste of honey, and blueberries, I stepped on a stone, and fall down over on my face the message from above an other stone now I have sinned when, where and what image off her, but poets are lights and sinless, hiding, and preserve, country against war fingers, with fresh words, they are the truth lighters 54

56 Childish Old Eyes at dusk I rowed my life in vibrant lake with strange loneliness but none Kabbalah where the proud Green Coast never stop where the water rested from greedy arms I see an old man with dry eyes like former child sad eyes relaxed during foaming lives and he kept his face in front of me I waited petrified, than he disappeared something hit me inside, I felt alone 55

57 Clear Blue Sky under the clear blue sky I rest in the garden, fragrant flowers as dress and smiles at me from the fruit trees, but I'm flying in clear blue heights I might get lost, want to keep a woman's hand, but feel that something within me I lost, people are coming and going sometimes someone I ever visit, friends and strangers, wondering where are the beloved relatives thought cools and I go by cold, maybe the death will come and visiting, relatives became strangers no compassion not even curiosity, a sigh a small smile, the wide world have swallowed their humanity, my heart is the book of life, orphan child as in the whole life looking for love, only lament and weep for mistakes but I think and I hid all my wounds, while I take care and cherish my trees violated wounds, relatives in nature nook, indifference worldwide the people are coming and going, familiar unfamiliar, everyone is welcome, to participate in the last dance 56

58 I become like selfish tree who yearn for heaven, without larval without negligence, while I grow the gardener is waiting. 57

59 Comforting to comfort a child like, fresh water on flower, bargain, but not wisely created on dragon`s scales the magic words comforting the child when It`s true the system means new order to the world but our dear system is not cheap, should be free which is good, and if you gaze at the baby that feels great, beside you, because the love but if you do not care you are an ass and the cunning infant feel sorry for himself, but while smiling at her breasts, growing her fingernails and teeth 58

60 Compassion my love but while so far It was not the only reward How ever gracious to me or she would like to say a word my heart more anxiety free but not love, just to see although we admit pain among the prayers of our love of them only what we deserve fire in sad heart and pain how long we can live on that love is so unobtainable the great love of my heart pure wellspring sources only tormented by incessant can only play a good mood my love so far, I`m so tolerant It was just my only reward? my soul to yearn love like a whirlwind but that it is almost in a row and how could I leave it now her soul acts already see and become gracious to me You are in my mind our heart is a sacred place my compassion, return it to me 59

61 Confession my life as an island I stand on my feet nobody cares, I walk on the moon between darkness and light but the sun is cold with vendetta as my sonorous afterlife my life as an island dreaming of something special a light to see every day the rainbow, to learn excited laws and compassionate actions compensates the years, perhaps forget this island my life as an island and I like silver in a lost world with blue flowers on field to feel the wind and the sight of happiness, while the sun shines on the face with the face of the moon 60

62 Convention the past gone, seize to-day our time spins fast in clay the world and life all is change earth and the life of the soul in thee what emerged from the dust well that create mood from the past took not you down but up with shapes and colored prevalent 61

63 Dagens Rutiner tidigt på morgonen, klockan mullrar med kassen i handen jag snurrar jag är trött och kontoret väntar med gammal skrivmaskin som smattrar känslan om nostalgisk replik med mutor med kassabok och såvande tavlor men kassan är tom, eller halv-laddad kanske cash-folket dyker upp för middag med feta plånböcker till nektar av stålar 62

64 Daggryning jag drömmer inte, men jag lyssnar din musik som blöta tårar viskning från himmelens portar ljuset i vaggan döljer sig i strålar och sprider sig i regnbågar jorden andas när dagen randas naturens doftande liv åter väckas daggen sprider sig i dalar och musikens blöta tårar tystnar skogskanten jag sitter tyst och vilar grenar lyser av glittrande droppar doften och blomrankor spirar lövskogens doft fyller mina lungor fåglarna sjunger med viftande vingar ser irblossdimman långsamt försvinna 63

65 Dalgång Och Dimma längtans kärlek vid dalgångens träd med kvällens stjärnor i mina ögon bäckarnas strömmande ljud i mina öron ja en trevlig kväll, det är min själ det är på våren, inga vinterträd kvar bara doften av naturens välbehag jag bor i en förflyten tid innerst inne som dagen och natten en gång levde med ett djärv hopp om min lycka och min skinande ensamma själ känslan om himmelen änbart imaginär men skatten värd mer än en hel värld åh hopp, förödmjukande skinande verklighet där skattens imaginära värde, som fåfänglighet 64

66 Day Of My Youth Wait a while, pain and sores perhaps finely I`m dying days of my youth do not be in a hurry, What the holy hell even days of my youth to fall asleep, never awake again the small dreams of my tears serious engaged false dream O my death be a nice friend 65

67 De Fattigas Förväntan flytta pennan dygnet runt, men tiden inte kan vinna, inte ens han, hur mycket ska de fattiga drabbas. när de fattiga, de fattigaste i vinterkylans värme på sommaren även avskräckar den ultimata under vardagar, det finns inget förväntade helg handikappad hundratals problem och på söndag nedslående bakslag det kommer att se till måndag. stjärnorna som fjädrade fågelsång men de kommer så småningom att göra det rätta. 66

68 Deal you denied me everything but plenty of all what You take away from me from my open heart I tell you no ashes are not ugly the wisdom of my words to ashes burned and news are not come to help me but I wish You hear my desire to bury me in your remains or to take my soul or get my body from this world I have lost that spirit to work ahead of my words just bare of leaves let my heart past and empty 67

69 Dear Poet like a ruined eccentric poet inherited different songs no evilness but real heart pride will come out from hes hands new dreams and images the heart of real man's life with causal spirit and candles will close their eyes to see who would dare to dry hes eyes from all the tears 68

70 Debit Or Credit What spiritual wealth salary of emotions as privileged luck, who are breastfeeding spiritual cripples with motivated lesson rewarded in complete harmony Insight and understanding without inhibitions, as wreaths of flowers afterwards, ruling talents must speak in verse If you can not sing or getting quiet musing, flowering interchangeable ideas and singing fools with monologue and dilemma and talent who mock, will note other words, credit and debit must be free and paid with legislative changes, rule and bound word learning with 'free song of the heart' otherwise forced ballad speaking as a poem providing dream satire confession. 69

71 Degree Of Life the last age has come and gone new race of people sent from heaven the Justice returns and dominates and the glorious age shall begin when the world`s ancient evil gone away will free the earth from never-ending fear the father`s worth giving peace of the world and her childish gifts pour untitled free way but what virtue is usually slow degrees when love makers, even snakes will die and the ability to read fake heroes`s fame even the father's deeds, lurking deep inside the old wrong with same traces like thorn bush will cleave the earth, new wars shall arise again than the mitigation years will make us new one we all should wear and teach the face to shine to him that his parents do not have smiled, God does not consider worthy of their fear or bed. as breathing is sufficient me to practice your deeds and bless the greatness of fate immutable decree 70

72 Delight she`s sitting next to me gently and silently while my head resting on her shoulders I think we are happy children around us playing and chatting like birds in garden and we know, theirs joy while listening quietly my imagination by our heart like a homeland for a better future keep the other one`s heart to gather 71

73 Den Andliga Kyrkogården Jag omfamnar dig, men omöjlig att hinna dig här är den vita tystnaden, vit svepning tystnaden som aldrig varit så stor förr jag väntar på kyssar, med tårar i skymning Jag står för livet, det finns inga fler rader det finns ingen mer ångest, tystheten råder åh, det är nästan allt, kanske allt är förlorat vit och tyst är världen, inga kyssar och tårar Jag kom för sent för kvinnan, inga kyssar blev meningslöst att gråta och skrika åh den vita svepningen som ändlös öken kom hit för sent, jag har inga vingar kvar Jag vill döda tystnaden och den vita svepningen här bor de som aldrig har levt, de perfekta i tiden bara missfall igenom alla lyckliga tider åh de lyckliga, som inte har levt livet tystnaden vandrar genom den vita svepningen tyst, jag vill sova, mina fötter fast på marken 72

74 Den Ensamma Vägen å livet vilken hänsynlös affär och jag har sett en hel del utan stolthetens och avundas själ har gått långt på vägkanten ibland har plockat en liten blomma att bli nöjd och glad i mitt hjärta men livet är en spelande affär inte ofta vad man förväntar och önskar sig på dessa baner att vara lycklig med stolthet och fåfänga utan avund ännu har jag inte sett en evig hemlig tvivel ah karriär allt jag drömt har svikit mig livet har varit en dålig affär mitt hjärta övergav envisa längtan ville bara sträva efter sinnesfrid i naturens grönskande skugga vilket öde, lycklig ålderdom? med brinnande hjärta kanske, dags att sätta igång att släcka inga vingar att flyga, för sent från drömmarnas höjder kliva ner och acceptera den lyckliga finalen 73

75 Desire After all, how to be good in this hell, when forced to live with myself this happiness never would be fair and replaced something strange value an ancient and only way will come tomorrow, as will anguish the new romance by vanished sorrow Oh, if I would desire that new romance with lucky interference could be an age-long reference would behold that desire with reverence 74

76 Destiny every time you are on my mind remembering the dreams, the imagination flares up the withering heart and yearning and I wondering if you deserve the passion...love inspiration of the wizard`s eyes and the words you are sometimes late nights waiting for inspiration and your pen just crying without enthusiasm not a single word or the proud guild wonder the soul was empty inaction reached again to feed the weeds to the antiquated and dusty affect not worth spreading senseless grief bored passion was gloomy as the worlds vain pour souls with blind celebration in the heart only ashes you lived and thought in the spirit whipped past and memory snake bite without interest you envied the love which storm played young age with inflamed face and burned previously rested on the heart and unfortunately lost in already It was quiet, someone who wrote about such a thing already child life the golden age of space in solitude have been looking for his destiny 75

77 Det Frusna Viloläget Vem vill fegt vänta på döden när ögonens skräck bruten och läppars färg vänder lila de kommer att öppna en hemlighet som modigt och stolt slitits sönder unga i sinnet kommer inte att dö deras modiga hjärta var tvungen att fly från en värld där gömmer ringen av klockan innan det blir en brand igen när vi letar efter liv i stället för död på denna jord, är ingenting för evigt oro fördelas i hela kroppen vem som en gång såg till vår önskan? åh, rent hjärta, dystra hjärna! Vi har haft allt, nu lämnar vi allt ordet frestelsen, blod med nostalgiska tårar redan når över havet och allt förgäves, inte kommer att återvända kanske redan än vi är tysta 76

78 Devotion I have you in my heart resting in love`s dew every time I wake up you are like blossoming country in my hand and in my arms I hold you as the fragrant flower in your eyes I see the love and happiness 77

79 Dream Dreaming dreams no mortals ever did even before; and the silence was unbroken, the only word there spoken was, heaven 78

80 Dreaming I dream again, wake up, longing for my love. Missing tenderness in my heart, and my eyes in tears. ' Now I see the evil in life, because you lost me. I think of you, sensation of light, sadness in my eyes, heart and soul in the grave with them 79

81 Dreams from steep cliffs, you should see my world with inch hand without the sword, to defend me in your own host, the wind shudders in confusion, flashing lights in my eyes, stubborn thunder in my ears engages me overthrow, my figure lies in peace with brilliant light for me a silent sacred moments donated from the dream world 80

82 Driva Med Hösten mitt hjärta brinner när jag ser i dina ögon, då skiner som dagen på ditt ansikte Jag känner din mun med doftande rouge som sjunger och ler likt som fontän blå kyss mig innan jag gräver min grav, innan jag drar mig, jag är inte den som kräver du är som blommor på grenen, håll i dig vad jag vill, och dör inte förlora icke kramper alla har ett öde i livet att ge och hålla löften som jag ville Gud att göra för mig 81

83 Drömmen Om Att Vila över en avlägsen gård dessa nakna brända fält nedanför blå havet mullrar ovanför blå vidsträckta lockar drömmen om en timmes vila på avlägsen gård är en gåta kanske förbannade souls gråta när gårdsmannen håller sig borta det finns ingen timmes vila lång väg till skuggan och gränsen där havet som murrar och lockar att finna fredens gav, med evig vila 82

84 Drömmer jag drömmer igen, vaknar, längtande efter min kärlek. saknad ömhet i mitt hjärta, och mina ögon i tårar. ' Nu ser jag vad ont i livet, emedan du förlorat mig. Jag tänker på dig, förnimmelse i ljus, sorg i mina ögonen, hjärtat och själen i graven med dem 83

85 Efter Regnet Och På Väg Hem doften klär gryningen medan stjärnorna dör i öster spirande ljus väcker dagen förkottar vägen med glada fötter nattens skoj och skratt gynnade dansen som trollade ljuvlighet i vackra ögon hennes röst ljöd söt i öron och kläderna spridde glädje i hösten på vägen hem ett hem över havet och vit snö på höglandet, vit rimfrost på gräset vad är vår lott? om inte arvedel-trädet barndomen som samlat och passerat när vårat hjärta över havet vände med plågat hjärta som förgiftade livet och de falska vänner som vi förlät med allt vi älskade i sista, för länge sedan 84

86 Elegi För Solen vad är radien för solens gång som tultar över mig och snålt varje gudagivna dag är i dåld en gnista av ljus inte ens få en person jag är ibland du ser och hör vad än jag säger då i mörkret jag drömmer och poesi med ord jag skriver forna dagar som olympus range vit grov tyrann, is hjärtats vintern när solens strålar smälter i tårar gör dig redo, frihet kommer från himmelen solen på horisonten, så ta din nåd och rädda mig med röda kinder när molnen börgar försvinna innan mörkret kommer var inte så snål 85

87 Elegy For The Sun What is the radius of the sun again who toddles over me and greedy every God-given day is hidden from me why a spark of light not even get ready a person I am sometimes you see and perhaps hear whatever I say when in the darkness I dream poetry of words I write in dreams ancient days as the Olympus range white coarse tyrant Ice-Heart`s winter and when the sun melts into tears get ready, freedom comes from heaven sun on the horizon, so take your grace and can save me with red cheeks Perhaps the clouds Castle disappear before darkness will not be so stingy 86

88 Empty Love life and the weather turns cold although nature has already expired as the season of beautiful women and freedom came to an end forest becomes quiet again and at home realize the silent pain and next up after the summer poor and sorrowful time again than when nightfall comes shadow gently dropped out that beautiful woman in finds heart will burn all the tags but at dawn shadows of the forest and all the dreams released when the light tears the sky covered by idle love at heart 87

89 En God Liten Pojke som en god liten pojke drömmer om en liten varm säng stirrande på den gamla månen hej då Februari, tänker på våren ute på gatorna smyger dimman och tusen bitar av smutsiga is bara stora dåliga brutna pojkar som hemlösa, gråter och fryser bara den lilla pojkens själ, där sommar drömmen flyger och ler men de stora dåliga pojkar fryser i vinden kall och frysen snö ryser en liten man som blå människa livets öga, dåliga pojkar som stora medan de små goda som såver Februari kväll i en liten varm säng väntan på våren, växa upp och se hej då februari kväll på våren kommer vi att le 88

90 En Solig Dag den gamla soffan vilar i solen doften ömsesidigt vilar från skogen men vart alla glädje tagit vägen mitt gyllene hår fladdrar i vinden bara solen som smeker mitt ansikte främmande instinkt om ensamheten jag lever än, men natten är alarmerande jag tänker, stannar för alltid med solen 89

91 En Stund I Mörkret Jag står med förlorade anda och isig fasa, bortom det unika av ditt hat jag kände mig ensam i natt, inget leende som blottade mina känslor, bara en sekund av allt ont av anor, brustet hjärta och av mörker är livet, i sin egen dvala, utsträckta armar som om försöker krama med tårar, tvättar bort mina ränder bara ett ögonblick av allt händer. 90

92 Enda Tröst Är Himmelen något märkligt blå, forntida man endast kommer i morgon, och trotsar något stort, som ångest bok-roman det skulle vara bra mot varandra men trots allt, var det bara bedrägeri och blev ångest romantik vem skulle det helt enkelt önska? vänner, trogna, mot varandra som förolämpande och verkade gilla så bygga ditt hjälte liv till ödet andas högt och vis i himlen Jag visste skämt, så jag gick in i det välsigna mitt öde de skämtade med mig och min själ, hjältens liv blev hundra i ensamhet 91

93 Enigmatic Hope the gates of heaven for the poor which, like the hope for the blind, the souls are false phenomenon heal and comfort the unfortunate angelic grace comforting compliment against all scorn, hope grows by the life in thousand floral yard but lack of joy and I thought of the heart to bring luck to heaven, but the hope wither as the evening sun no complaints, fairness song neglects hearts hidden sadness I just want to forget and want to rule as Gog Magog the fire has gone out of the truth the sun is raging at the night and the soul buried in heaven only doubt and wonder about the future 92

94 Enkelhet en enkel modig kille ler försiktigt för sig spelar och sjunger rena låtar men inte som strängare inte alls en big deal hjärtat talar sanning, enkelt och gratis som fåglarna bland de lummiga grenarna i detta hjärta inga lögner och inget annat än att sjunga dikter från betesmarkens liv och örter lärt sig hur man skriver fina ord att förstå världen från höjderna och att Gud är enkelt mildhet och kärlek skapad ur en tidlös sinne långt ifrån himmelen 93

95 Epoch anywhere and for anyone longing fell, but something cleaner and white where a thousand years just as a patriot fought sad kisses only encouraged other. no beautiful woman and rude conqueror blessed is nice but is currently infringement you keep the faith and fought the fight faithfully where angry arrows flew more than once maybe I'll just lie, how much would each just hide what is deserved or recognized all it was a question of my life and I see today is the moral anyone`s the solution to all the secrets of the true soul and small perfume pants batiste games and always as if each person had a God. but always, the goal is always the intention. by whom and how I became who I became but I know that I had to love at any price and this causes great desire to blame and also deniers always by intention. deeper in the dreaming, longing with which to die and wonder when it comes to the end of my life when will all to turn out of nothing but lie 94

96 Escape From The Future oh future, let me see your eyes I waited so long for you how to realize by many nights as a ghost, from sky for good soul from you as eternal but what sinks down, stand for a while perhaps only one true god to sign I waited with flaming heart but the strength to run out before the start I was buried and dug up graves for you since you occupied the throne as a foreigner now multiply your eyes and take a look at me who will bear the future crown without fear freedom measured in the light of your face when I arrived with memories of suffering and you are afraid of the future crown than I returned, escaped from the future crown 95

97 Eternal Spirit in your bright eyes I can see the soul and the light in your heart will never be devastated the spirit of light in you like emotional knowledge, will fought against the world darkness you passed the eternal struggles, new way to believe achieved and waiting for tomorrow your light will keep you on this unfamiliar path and to hold this wish finals and future awaits 96

98 Eternal Spring the sun smiles down on him nice day in eternal spring but missing the faith flower for a better life rowing to the beach in another world, homestead where our eyes lit newer will blinded life of faith have appeared and the love planted dear heart has been explained no more crying in the dark a beautiful life without decay rowing gently on sea of eternity 97

99 Exclusion In some parts the world is silent They swim in cold dirty water They have no potatoes or spoons They live and die in the same pathos Why my little frowning in my mouth and would gave a new shirt for you when you are naked and hungry and who takes care of life of you? She has no shops for glass She has only the one pot you see the poor? Even the evening sun is sorry for her The woman`s life is just not cooking for her One day she will also be free And the evening Sun will smile for her And her life will be well kept And they will eat sausage and bread 98

100 Fading Roses when I see the pale roses nor do you miss beauty pleasing in every way for me when shyness and beauty flatters either you follow me or flee I should be happy and my life a dream where the stars shining with beautiful eyes without any clouds and rain or wind and you would turn to me with joy to whom I extend my hand to you but why wind hurts through the darkness as dawn is blowing with mournful sound and the white moon sow crystals on grass You might hear the burning sighs I scatter to the wind and maybe my heart hope that some of you will flow 99

101 Fairy Tale new day at the spring, I'm waiting for someone sprinkle shade of fragrant story in beautiful shade you were on the road, I wondered if it `my new story perhaps another story of superstitions spring night It was a vivid story about an old fading shadow this amazing forest fulfillment of the good life but today the miracle of the night this is a knight just do not look back, because I`m afraid of you good night miracle night, orange flowers Countries Yesterday, well, less than two thousand years Here I have a last farewell to the miracle of dreams I love the beautiful blue sea, blue sky, blue hills when even in the twilight, the sun will smash you're going on the road, I looked at the red sun for thousands of years conducted a while spirit flew, flew from time to time through field 100

102 Faith And Love time to off-magic, I let you go but you thought It`s your own to go, by half of fraud take care of you, will see it will be colder, everything become unequal struggle, nothing to explain but feel sorry for ourselves, destiny, in trial life there I gave my faith but no more hugs in this destiny goodbye to old bored moves and troubled present, I will keep something from this capture what I used to be merely looking for, a wonderful poetic encourage I am a proud orphan with love, but I could not admit to myself that I wanted to see you abandoned because I newer been lying in wait, the faith belonging to me and no more laps to joy the embrace from me the love become such a long-wilted flowers, so I faith my destiny as I love myself prayer, I took this price and slag no more abuse and you can faith your own destiny 101

103 Faithfulness the heart sniffing restless mind like a peasant as looking quiet waiting for the slow spring rain I think of you if `D lost children and the heart quietly leaps like trembling leaves in cloud this world sweet cage of light alimentary fields for a thousand flower with serene soul I feel happy as if there were woods and fields a beam falling on old forgotten tracks as runs through the light of your face 102

104 Fake Liberty where were you when I withered on my own when the trees are sold fragrant flowers each one is himself the freedom flowers in this Cloud nothing left for me, just nighty I feel robbed of the spring and summer 103

105 Fallen Love I would like to have been in love when leaves fall from the trees, and go far by these scenery even to the end of the world but I do not have a lover, yet even not specified by the Creator so I'm going to look back, or to forget forever 104

106 Falling Apart when I cross the cloud and will my heart rip shreds will be the day of farewell to me harrowing day you bitter beauty still I walk in the world while embracing a large space where sighs and cloud set with two angels bowing strain floated chests and set out on a sea of??stars surrounded by the sea and the sky brightness Earth beautiful world of azure waves roll the bottomless depths and the light that breaks down with heavenly music and wind than I fall and regrets that ash 105