it was the time of winter
foggy nights with
outstunned atmosphere
stillness like there is no one living
...
everybody asks me why i love u
actually i didn't know my self
it's just a feeling
i say
...
when i started writing
i just don't know what to write
whether about love, humor
or just the inner feeling
...
walking on the road
in the heart sweating weather
like everything around us burning
from the stand still trees
...
life can be unpredictable
for humans as well as sable
how u assume it
is what really matters
...
once lived a man called nobody
which was hated by everybody
it's seems to be a horrible life
with nothing else than a wife
...