Mr. Perfect

Mr. Perfect

doesn't sit with me

Mr. Perfect

doesn't drink my tea

He is so clean

never speaks with mess makers

He is so clever

never eats with troublemakers

He is so brilliant

never uses the spell checker

He is so amazing

doesn't need the calculator

He calculates in his head

who will be his friend

Rule breakers cannot spread

to his glory comprehend

Hot drinks

I want to thank
all these hot drinks
bitter or sweet
for giving winks to my inks
for not letting pages
stay without clinks

Oops!

At the wrong time

the citizen of the Earth she became.

Oops, what the left-handedness!

Critics called her books

complete foolishness.

Oops, what the embarrassment!

The critics were

only males.

Oops, what the accident!

Now her work

is pretty famous.

Oops, what the coincidence!

My dad doesn't read books,

he read only hers.

Oops, how egregious!

Critics forgotten.

Her name in history written.

Oops, how impermissible!

Uncontrolled jungle

Jump into the jungle
of uncontrolled words
You are not a birthday cake
in a shape of Mickey Mouse
Smash the mold on the wall
let the art be what it was
before the humans invented locks

Enjoy this fresh beat
turn off the set heat
choose the color of the breeze
don't let others intervene
get wild and set the scene

Abandoned palace

Old roof decaying
no one afraid
of falling bricks

The furniture covered with dust
no one afraid
of asthmatic attack

Once castle
now the dance club
for ghosts

Once filled with gold
now the rats
live in the cold

He left his health
in the factory
in the foreign land

He wanted his heirs
after his death
to live in wealth

They refused to live
in the palace
in the middle of nothing

In the name of the fame
they moved to the city
to search for something

Music is a drug

Music is a drug

the multipurpose hologram

In sadness

it is my weeping friend

In ecstasy

it takes me

to the sweetest galaxy

In fury

it is the tranquilizer

In happiness

it is the waltz of lovers

Music is a drug

I admit addiction

Today I am taking

one more injection

The zone of fear

I am scared
as a child in the night
I am scared
as a vampire in the light

I pass bravely
through the zone of fear
I pass bravely
it is nothing severe

This sacrifice
is so little
This sacrifice
is a beetle

At the end
awaits a hug of a good weather
At the end
awaits a kiss of a treasure