Jayaraych's blog: "the blog of the log"

Cold But Magnetic by Flying Moonlight through branches of the trees Cold but magnetic Inviting and putting me only guard The light of dreary solitude But hardly everything is so faceless The look of the moon like your reflection The thoughts of the lonely heart The grief and joy of your soul The suffering of unrequited love On your face the silent movement Of the cold light Coldness penetrating into flaming heart Night embrace carrying you away Following the moon so taciturn Like you are in your solitude All day long you have been waiting For the moonlight approaching To impart to it your story To disclose your thoughts to it To reveal your soul To chill your heart You are free in night time only And concealed from alien sights Confronting your reflection Moon is the mirror of your consciousness Into which you look any time You want to understand yourself You're grateful to dusk You're hardly waiting for the dawn Moonlight through your glance Cold heart inviting And putting you on your guard The loneliness of faceless night But hardly... Escape From My Self by Flying Thoughts carrying into eternity A road leading into the distance Space inviting upwards Anxiety tike on my way A shadow dismal Makes me return to the past From which I'm longing to escape But there's no sense in escape from myself Will it last long if I find a new state? To return to what I've gone through silly To after myself may be For everyone you're just One side of the coin But nobody sees the reverse And you're left in private with it In collision with solitude Struggle or indifference In search of yourself Inside your own senses The target that makes you live The meaning & values of your deeds Who are you for others, Who are you for yourself? And the wind anew, And the road once again And the brilliant stars On my night-time way Wonderful skies in the new space And there's sense for a while To escape from myself.