Closed eyes... Opened eyes...
Is there any difference?
I open my eyes - I see
Obscurity of thoughts,
Cruelty of hearts,
Platitude of the art.
I close my eyes - And see
Nothingness...
Closed... Open...
Night... Day...
They are creating eternity
I am afraid to leave
My dream place
I am afraid
To open my eyes.
But nightingale is
Singing the last lullaby
and the morning light
Cherishes my eaves
I am afraid
To see nightmares.
But nightingale is
Singing the last lullaby
And I am dreaming.
May be it's better to close my eyes forever
May be it's better to see the eternal dream
May be it's better to fly up high
May be it's better to portray my world in dark colors of living.
Closed eyes... Opened eyes...
Is there any difference?
I close my eyes and see
The play of mysterious colors,
The songs of phantom birds,
The enigma of ancient prophets.
But someone can see only
Nothingness...
Closed... Open...
Night... Day...
They are creating eternity
