Soul in Starlight

That pale smile

you see

for a fraction of a second.

A moment

when the soul returns,

stays just long enough

to start singing.

Happiness flickers in the eyes.

Life comes back

to a dying body.

The smile lights up the dark room,

and a single tear

reveals an entire story —

full of love.

Oh,

how that moment passed instantly.

I tried to catch it,

but it began

to fade away.

Guilty for Nothing

I don’t understand people

who need to hurt someone

just to feel good.

To look you straight in the eyes

and lie with a smile.

To make everything seem perfect —

and then,

bam.

They crush you.

They make you feel guilty

for something

you never did.

And the worst part —

you start believing it.

You blame yourself.

For nothing.

Thirty years

spent building the person you are —

the one you want others to see.

You organize your life.

Everything seems perfect —

laughter,

a good job,

friends,

travels,

pictures of sunrises

and glasses of wine.

On the surface — all is well.

Inside — stillness.

Not sad.

Not unhappy.

Just empty.

Hollow.

A faint line,

like a pulse barely seen.

There are sleepless nights

when you ask yourself:

“When was the last time something shook me?”

No answer.

Probably long ago.

You try different things —

sports, noise, new people,

even love.

But it feels like touching through glass —

you see it, you understand it,

but you don’t live in it.

And still — you don’t give up.

You search.

Not dramatically,

but quietly.

Not with a scream,

but with a breath.

And maybe,

when you stop searching,

when you stop chasing meaning —

you’ll feel it again.

And you’ll find

yourself.

🌸D.M.⏳🥀

Have you ever felt

as if you don’t belong?

You stand in a place,

yet at the same time

you are absent.

Have you ever felt lost?

You sit among people —

laughter, conversations, noise —

and inside you

only silence.

And suddenly the question

rises in your head:

“Do I truly want to be here?

Or am I here because I must?”

And that question

haunts you for years.

Gnaws at you.

Weighs on you.

Becomes a stone

you carry within.

But fear of the unknown is stronger.

Because here you have built —

friends,

a career,

a whole life.

And still…

it feels foreign.

You want to leave,

but your legs won’t move.

Something holds you.

Something unfinished

binds you to this place.

But you don’t know what it is.

You don’t know how long it will take.

You don’t know

if you will ever understand.

Have you ever felt lost?

RAIN

Sitting by the river,

soaked through,

absorbing every drop

that falls.

Feeling every breath

of the cold wind.

Breathing in, barely,

the chill in my chest.

Staring at the river,

watching raindrops

merge into it.

Thinking only of sensations,

of every shiver on my skin.

Thinking

how you made me tremble

just like this

with every touch,

every gentle kiss.

But the cold

never left.

When I saw you

your gaze drew me in.

But I didn’t want again

to fall into that state

where you feel weightless.

I’m afraid —

because when you stop feeling it

you fall.

And it hurts so much!

But your gaze was calling me,

whispering:

“Come, let’s fly together into the night!”

But I’m afraid.

This feeling —

both pleasure

and so much pain.

You stumble on curbs.

You crash into walls.

Blinded by it.

You fall.

You rise.

Again and again.

And in the end

I found myself fallen

somewhere there

in some hole

and you wonder:

“Now what?”

Ah, this feeling —

so sweet,

yet so frightening.

But I will allow myself

once more

to feel it.

To fly.

When I Looked at the Clouds ⛅️

When I looked up, toward that beautiful world

of silky white — I was flying!

I felt the gentle breeze of the sea

and I floated with it.

I drifted as if nothing else existed —

only soft silk and a tender breeze.

But suddenly I stopped drifting.

I opened my eyes,

to see why —

and all I saw were the clouds.

Still.

Motionless.

I stared in awe,

and inside me…

I felt a stillness.

And then — I fell.

Panic. Fear. Pain.

Reality arrived.

And in it…

you held me tight.

I looked into your eyes once again,

and once again —

I saw the clouds.

Morning Song

The sun is rising, the birds start to sing,

warming my soul while I hold my coffee.

Listening to songs, lost in peaceful thoughts —

how beautiful mornings are, how gently they unfold.

Such calm surrounds me, soft and bright...

Oh, why can't every day start with this light?

Fear

We humans fear such simple things.

Fear of our own feelings —

fear of being rejected,

fear of being hurt.

But why? What is this cursed fear?

The world can collapse at any moment,

and yet we worry

whether we’ll be accepted.

No! Live for the moment.

Learn from pain, from falling.

Learn from fear —

and turn it into freedom.

Path Without Direction⛰️

I wander through paths with no guidance,

walking toward high peaks.

I fight the hardships along the way

and argue with my heavy soul.

But the road is silent — it gives me no sign.

Sometimes I scream, but I only hear darkness.

My soul is heavy, but still I walk —

to get lost and to search — that is fate.

Will I make it? I don’t know.

But I won’t stop, not even in the freezing cold.

My soul burns with passion to reach

and to scream out

that I, too, am part of this world.

Sunset Without Peace🌅

The sun rose,

and time passed.

Gazing into the deep waters,

I drowned soulfully

in the love

I suddenly longed for.

In stormy thoughts

I wandered.

With heaviness in my chest

I struggled.

With hope’s light

in my eyes —

I prayed.

I held my breath,

to tame everything inside me.

I released it gently —

to let out

every held-back dream.

The sunset came...

but not the peace

of my soul.❤️‍🔥

The Street Lamp

I walked down a dark street,

only a few lamps still glowing,

and in my head —

it felt like a desert.

At the end of the road,

I noticed one —

a worn-out lamp,

barely flickering.

So tired

from shining every day,

trying to light the street —

but now it was giving up.

It fought so hard

to shine brighter,

but couldn’t...

and faded out.

Yet in the darkness,

something warm remained —

a memory

that once, it shone.💡

When the sun rises and I open my eyes,

I hear the birds singing.

The first thought that crosses my mind — is you.

When the moon is shining

and the crickets whisper into the dark — it's still you.

Why do you keep appearing in my mind,

so uninvited, like that?

You make me think of beautiful things,

but I just want to run from it all...

because I’m afraid of love.❤️‍🔥