Quest

Half moonlight
In search of its half
Glimpse of a pond

Pieces

Lit bit of hope
In chunks of drama
All one can eat

Crush

Crushed by believes
For the missing parts
Man looks in vain

Touch

To break one's heart
One must be prepared
To feel the shreds

Pieces

Half of a sky
Half of a river
Life makes them whole

Waves

The ocean is much more
Than the beauty of its waves
Cleaves of each moment

Fragments

Look at religions
Crumbled upon their own weight
One thousand mirrors

Beauty

Rose's beauty
A petals' clinging
To the whole

Belonging

I might be the drop
In an endless blue ocean
Together apart

Wishes

To wish the whole sky
And settle for a corner
Each time different

Dystopia

To fit in the walls
Stones must be broken
Essential pieces

Asleep

Soundly half-asleep
Looking for the other half
Of a full morning

Halves

Half sunrise
Against half moon
Full morning

Bricks

Fitting bricks
To close the holes
From our souls

Remains

Two broken towns
I found peacefulness
In their fragments

Flight

The half full glass
Thoughts' flighty smoothness
Bourbon moonlight

Broken

The kayak breaks
The river in two
Self in thousands

Colors

Colorful shards
Looking for others
To fit within

Broken

Broken from rage
Nature’s just a piece
Of gone silence

Slices

Joyous voices
Cutting through windows
A midday’s sleep