Fire under the Sun

Feel the flames... :))

4 is Love

Green,
Stripes
Four
And Love above!

Colorful Dreams

Abandoned were left
the colorful dreams!
Imaginary echo...

Prishtina

This is my Home :)

Time

We can make time stop,
frame it and keep it that way
for eternity...

Rain...

Stars...

Count down all my stars to the last one
And I'll share all my colorful secrets with you!

Alice in Real World

On top of the roof she goes
rarely she does,
to breathe there she goes
a birdlike freedom.

There she can see the stars
the marvellous dance of the crows
to feel the drops she goes
drops of the purest rain.

To dive into chaos there she goes,
that beautiful colorful chaos!
Her real Wonderland there is,
her hopes, her only sky...

What about us?

In the parallel universe,
are all the things parallel?
Is every garbage field all filled up
just right how it is now?
Are there any white crows,
blue or red ones?
And what about us,
are we still in love up there?!...

Unfocused...

It's over before it started!

Sunset of the most colorful kind
was the first thing to experience
when she opened her eyes!
The day is done, she thought
Before I even had the chance
To greet it....

Setting down the chimney...

I have a sun that sets down my chimney
To light the fire and warm my nights...

5 PM

The meeting will be held every day at 5PM
Under the sunset light
On the roof!

Hanging in the neighborhood!

Come moon,
Come hang on the terrace with me,
I'll sing you a song about the sky
And you'll share stories of your light!

Haunted Asylum

Until the end of days,
until they all kill each other...

Diving into Chaos

Snow Flowers

Tiny little snow flowers,
Melt away faster
And bring me back my Spring!

Light for your dreams...

Even in the darkest of skies
There shall be light
To illuminate the path of your dreams...

The death of a dream

Shattered pieces of light
woke you up!
The death of a dream,
that precious one...

Upside Down

Earth is my sky,
In my upside down world.
Don't fly,
For you shall fall down!

Songs of Snow

Pure

Pure water,
Pure feelings,
Pure, like Winter.

4 Years

On this very day, four years ago
This picture was taken
We were so proud!
Our national flag was painted even in the faces of little children!
Now we have some flag that some foreigner wanted us to have,
No more painted faces,
We didn't fight for this.
On this very day, four years after
I say: whatever...

Glory to our war victims who have fought bravely for this flag!

Cold tunes

Cold tunes
Longing skies
Winter songs.

Humble Pride

The proud and humble ones,

there they stand,
kneeling with pride...

Frosty, the Snowman

You grow bigger
Frosty gets smaller
Every other winter...

In the memory of childhood!

B.

Solitude

"How foolish is to wear oneself out in vain longing for warmth!
Solitude is Independence." - H.H

Welcome note..

Since long ago I wanted to create a blog where I could write a few lines and/or publish a picture daily! Since the world is getting worse every day, I hope that by writing a few beautiful lines or by posting a beautiful picture a day, somehow I could give it a hand on getting better...

Have a nice day,
B.