Memory Of Eternal Flame

For innocence of landscapes

For purity and hope
For longing hearts we’re going home
Bloodred rivers, ashes darkening in flow
Deadman’s hands covering a child
Cry of despair still dwells in burnt meadow
Taken by fire their eyes are closed
For motherland, for their children
They passed away long years ago
Homesick and lonely
Children of war
Call of ever memory
Still dwelling below
For freedom and dignity
For peace and home
Their faces cascade now in memories
Of ones living below
We pray for the souls
Reviving names on the graves
Fallen soldiers, fighters of freedom
Rest in peace guarded by angels white
Eternal flame above enormous grave
Names of those who fell in that war
Forever in minds, forever in hearts
Memory of the heroes we bear inside
Forever it burns in every name engraved 

Imagine

Silver-dew grass writing a tale
Pale morn skies of painted veil
Dreamful lost bound within every song
Imagine reality’s maze chimed by dark tower clock

Another empty vase of promises undone
Whisper of wind, desire’s weep forever gone

Imagine a dolphin call
In pale morning light
Still touch of dawn
Rising upon awakening sky

Forget your name, enter the dale
Meadows of heaven
Lost song of once locked nightingale

Caress the tale reading your life
Embrace the wishes bearing your stars
Uncover my soul, draw new road
Discover the flame you hide deep within
Too proud, too scared to see it’s real

Imagine the river flowing down
Dark tower, pale vanilla skies
Tear losing its dwelling sound
The voice of sleepless nights

Sandcastles upon a wish
Still caressing the dreams
Imagine the shore without a hope
Imagine it all, the world without love
Open your heart to see the deepest score

Feel never with mind, but the deep core
Bound of dreams coiling around
Once upon a night on a dreamer’s shore
Find me and imagine another dawn

Bird On My Window

Whisper of trees, wind of changes calling my name
While clock strikes twelve

Unlocked chest of wishes and dreams
Awaiting still underneath

Song through the time
Lullaby dear flowing through the dark sky
Silence dwells in the air
Revealing deep feel hidden within
Every sign upon a heart
Every desire, one only rhyme
Midnight song of a nightingale

Frozen whisper howling with the wind
Once upon a night wandering around the world
Caressing a tale read us every moment of life
Bearing a hope deep in heart

Unleashed dreams underneath
Unbound wishes above dark skies
Heaven fallen with angels guarding a heart from the sin

Song through the time
Lullaby dear flowing through the dark sky
Silence dwells in the air
Revealing deep feel hidden within
Every sign upon a heart
Every desire, one only rhyme
Midnight song of a nightingale

A song through the time
Silent lullaby so dear to my heart
Recall of lost memories
Nightingale’s midnight song
Little bird on my window

Call through the stars
Fallen
Tolling
Calling me to take the ride across the starry sky
To live a midnight nightingale’s song

Little bird singing on my window

It’s All About Me

Moment of love
Undone
Innocent hope
Of dove
Fleeting passion
Prey for emotion
Victim of all memories
Walking alive in me

It’s all about me
Every dream writes heart real

A tear in eye
Whisper ungone
Sweet lullaby
Goodnight kiss in time
For a child
Afraid of nightmares
Whatever dares
To scare me every night

It’s all about me
Every memory dwelling near
Sigh of a dream reading fairytale real

Come someone, heal my heart
Every prayer undone
I want my dreams back for a wistful night
Cover me with your love, my dreamer’s lullaby

It’s all about wishes, pure dreams
Of desire and fairytales
Of memories and symphonies
A poet’s hand wrote once real

Every handwritten verses within your mind
A tale, a poem, sweet lullaby
Resting still within my hoping heart

It’s all about your heart in me
It’s all about tales you read once real
It’s all about dreams and memories
Swansong, my lullaby that makes me feel
Your story still reading me real

Through the stars a song is calling me
Voice of the night, lullaby of memory
Dreams of meadows and wistful seas
Tales written once real

Child’s heart memories singing me but a dream
Bound of melodies and scaretales
Shroud of snow upon dark midnight scene
It’s all about me

Nightowls

Close your eyes to see the same field
No mirrors of lies, no ice of pride
Just a pure midnight symphony
Flowing across withering moonlight

Walk the same dream
Run through the white field
No mirrors of lies, no ice of pride
Just a pure midnight symphony

Flowing across the memory wide

To see the dreamlight
Close your eyes to look with your heart
Dream with owls wise
And nightingale’s lullaby
To enter the shores of moonlit night

Close your eyes to look with your heart
Dream with owls wise
And nightingale’s lullaby
Forever to be an innocent child

Pure call of imagination
Across a heart of devotion
Fearless dream passion
For a poet’s deep ocean

Wish for a heart, dreams fallen apart
Close your eyes and let down your guards
Follow my lullaby with nightowls

Girl Walking In The Clouds

She wrote a song
Painted dawns with a hope
Eyes with a colour of life
Smile of a kite
She dreamed with the angels above
Dwelling in moonlight, falling in love
With all her dreams flowing within
Every cloud underneath

She dropped the last petal of rose
Bloodred wine of her life
Eyes of bright shine

A girl walking in clouds
Her wings were burnt to dust
Her dreams were rotten
Turned into dark pale ashes
Her heart lies forgotten
In the memory’s locker of lust

Sky made of stone, dreams are but a fantasy of ice
Her name written below the high waters
Voices above singing her lullaby across the cold stars

That flight started one autumn night
Across the mountains high
Beneath the truth entwined with lies
That journey began with one song
Long long years ago
On dream-fantasy shores
There was a girl walking in the clouds

Once pure, now written with the dark
Innocence turned slowly into lust
Dreams bear a hope to cleanse her black heart
Broken marionette on the shore of betrayed trust
(The girl walking in the clouds)

Moonlit Ocean

Midnight veil upon my starry sky
Dark silence turns to song
Silent call of an ancient lullaby
Long forgotten dream of old long gone times

Forlorn island, pale shore
Hiding dreams and the call of lore
Lighthouse, a dreamless core

Fallen moons, forgotten tunes
Asylum for all the lost
Melodies of harp and flute
Eyes to mesmerize a hoping soul
With a whisper of dawn
Colour of blue night sky to chase a fear
For all the stars in the ocean so dear

A song of a nightingale flowing through still morning air
Like a lullaby of ancient flute calling my name
Every night I hear the sound of dwelling ocean within
Like a voice still calling me to enter this dream

The Fallen One

Bury me alive while I’m still the darkest one
Haunt me while I’m still the fallen one
Follow me while I’m the sole one

In this late hour see the shadow
Crawling behind your door
Veil of midnight embracing your thoughts
Blurring your eyes
Collecting all the dreams, the dearest ones

Luring voice of shadows
Seductive nothing of lost tomorrows
Beating heart endures last farewells
Before entering new hell

Bury me alive while I’m still unborn
Take me while I’m still silent
Chase me while I’m only a ghost
Of all dear memories, moments of hope ungone
Bury me alive while I’m still the darkest one
Haunt me while I’m still the fallen one
Follow me while I’m the sole one

Revive all the sanity in me
Call one song of memory
Dwelling in silence for the last prayer
In this world of the blind left a dreamer
Who can still see something pure in me

Calling, howling heart of lost imaginarium
My hideaway, salvation ride to dark asylum

Purity lost in the ocean of darkness
Of my blackhearted side
Among the wolves, on cold white snow, in dwelling silence
A lonely road, my sole guide

Bury me alive while I’m still unborn
Take me while I’m still silent
Chase me while I’m only a ghost
Of all dear memories, moments of hope ungone
Bury me alive while I’m still the darkest one
Haunt me while I’m still the fallen one
Follow me while I’m the sole one

Every Has His Own Stars

While the song flows
While dreams still long
For an unwritten tale, pale lore

In the dark embrace of the night
Little dreamer still sings
Of beauty hidden within
Fairytales like crows fly free
Far across the sea
Over the edge, over again
To find the end of all
Bearing a song of nightingale
Caressing of high starry sky

With an owl wise and white
I will fly tonight
Above the creamy sky
To catch a falling star for a dear child

A song of nightingale still flows from my window
Calling for me to join the flight above the dark midnight dying below

Following pale dawning horizon
My road still goes on
Through the fields so dark
To enter dreamy poet’s heart

In the dark embrace of the night
Little dreamer still sings
Of beauty hidden within
Fairytales like crows fly free
Far across the sea
Over the edge, over again
To find the end of all
Bearing a song of nightingale
Caressing of high starry sky

In the dream of unleashed hoping heart
Everyone has his own stars
Sharing silver moonlight only with us
Last flight above the wistful sea
Caressing deep every lost dream within
Flying with crows and owls still free

Wonderland – Imaginarium

Follow the path through the sunflower field
Enter the song of piano flowing within
Dream me back where I was a light-hearted kid

I want to run through the memories sweet
To fly above mountains high
To paint sky with white
Walking down this shore
Loving every dream like never before
Hoping and dreaming forevermore

Imagination wrote my story real
Every memory turned bright
Living still deep inside of a child’s heart
Dream has a colour of the kite

Nightingale in a golden cage
A soul of my best friend
Lost inside imaginary maze

Dream written real, pure innocence within
His dream for my choking heart
Every moment of life still echoing in me
Memory cherishing my past
For all the days fallen apart

Devotion deep
Ocean of memories sweet
My ever dream of eternity
Forever within, forever in me

Poet’s heart, storyteller’s dream
To lead me back to the land
My forlorn Imaginarium

A poet’s hand to ease the pain
To caress the tale that reads a heart of a child
Leading me again to Wonderland 

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