Saw those oleva orava's poems, and I couldn't resist adding this one here. Made this some months ago. A pretty song started to play in my head when I was sitting in a bus. I don't remember what was the name of the song anymore. Touched by the song I forgot the lyrics, and the rythm started to inspire me.


I see tears in her eyes, I ask her why,
she broke my heart and pushed me away.

My heart turns black, wounded heart,
will one come and fix it again.

I see no future, in my mind,
will one come and guide me home.

Lost little boy, where is the road,
will one come and guide me home.
Lost little boy, where is the road,
will one come and guide me home.

quite good one maybe I should try to find my old poems from the locked vaults they reside at..

Thanks I could post more poems, but I haven't really wrote in english.