Kills before birth, every hope, every dream
Blows down castles no matter how strong do they seem
Puts beauty in to an eternal sleep
Chains happiness in nowhere, so deep
Sets free non-stopping tears everywhere
Kisses immortal fears here and there.
Like devils spelling curse after curse,
Like tornadoes kissing everything in to worse,
Like floods creating everywhere a great mess,
Like ghosts playing, by hearts, chess.
Silence in a scream, Darkness at noon
Draught in a stream, poison in a spoon
Graves for warm blood, for pumping hearts
Dead endings but no starts.
Loneliness is the very hero of such a real play,
Loneliness is what turns flesh in to clay.
It’s hidden in every place… In no place.
It’s not life without a kiss, without an embrace,
Loneliness is getting lost indoors;
It’s feeling alone with friends outdoors.
Loneliness is the taste of life when it fades
It’s simply the company of Deceiving Shades…