When The Skies Begin To Burn

When you’re lost alone in fogs,
The only friend is gang of dogs,
The only lover is the wind,
Only he knows where to meet…

When the ones to understand
Are little kids and oaks, I bet.
They don’t speak-they contemplate
The light of life, which they create.

When ‘friends’ leave and turn aside,
Their shadows steal in night,
When you start to wonder, why,
Get no answer, want to cry!..

When you just have known your birth
Made the happiest one on Earth,
In a flash, only in instance
Your life crashes into pieces;

All your reveries, rubbed out,
Are trampled down to the ground.
And every kind heart to find
Turns aside for staying blind…

It is time, when mind goes blank,
Trying pointers turn back.
When you cannot see from mist
World, ‘cause it does not exist…

You’re alone in gloomy void,
Which despair can’t avoid.
Screaming out, “Why been born?! ’’
That’s when skies begin to burn…

(2001)