Follow your heart

Shields us from the pettiness of care?

This highest force of nature—

A coin with the double-headed eagle.

Boundless, with sorrows diminished,

To plunge through the depths and soar

Above the shooting stars that carry afar,

Mingling reason with feeling into one braid.

The kingdom of shadows bows its knees.

Veiled by fire, a mournful whistle,

Or the murmur of indecent persecution,

Or the creak of unsealed chains.

The power of intuition is corrupting,

Trying to justify doubt,

And in the whirl of lies, pleading and tearfully

Weaving balm for the soul.

Premonition, at times, lies buried

In the immeasurable riches of rumour,

Bloated, alluring with unease,

Iron shackles on the dreams.

Under the onslaught of heavy artillery,

The blind guard the blind with care.

Muted, shameful, and pitiful,

Day by day, we lose each moment.

Oh, if only that spark of revelation

Could join with calculated reason,

Flooding persecutions with calm wisdom

And transforming them into a crown of triumph!

To taste the game without praising the sinner,

To acknowledge the struggle without succumbing to it,

To know oneself and set a goal,

To believe in it wholly, without guile.

I LOVE YOU

«The stars were my companions tonight. I sat by the window, candlelight flickering beside me, and wrote about love. “True love,” I mused, “is like the stars – constant, guiding, yet untouchable. It lights our way, even in the darkest moments.”

I love you… yet no words on earth suffice,

To cage the boundless, to embody skies.

No thread of speech can weave the soul’s bright flame,

No art can mirror what no heart could name.

My love for you… a rose ablaze with fire,

Its petals strewn upon the path of dreams.

Its crimson burn has marked my lips entire—

To touch you once is to feel passion’s streams.

Life spins its threads amidst the starry spheres—

I found you, and it eclipsed all my fears.

May love’s eternal hearth, our steadfast light,

Be ever yours, the beacon through the night.

My love… a wave of tenderness and might,

It draws you close, yet dares to take your flight.

It speaks of worlds both perilous and sweet,

Where danger yields beneath our hearts’ fierce beat.

Angel or demon, flesh or spirit’s guise,