The night is old

Almost gone

While the train

Travels north

Meeting the snow

Almost gone

Passed Time

Lost city, left by time

Somewhere at the end of the world

The train is late

Waiting forever

In a loop

While the sun sets

Over the rusty tracks


The day ended before it stated

A weak light hiding between

The trees and the sky

Dull, tired colors

Changing into black evening

Early in the afternoon

The Silence of the City

Silence is the best of sound

So very expressive

The hard options

The non action plan

Not to act, not to do

Not to think, just a number of blocks

That has to be destroyed or endured

The winter will last a long time

Maybe forever

At least to long

As every year

The Winter Rain

The rain makes the world go grey

This is the time when dreams die or melts away

Nothing good will come out of this

Now is the time to pay the price

For hope and love

it is cold here and by the end of Winter

You will not take notice

Perils of memory scolding through my mind


I live in the north

In the land of small hills

And a lot of trees

Some blue lakes

And a lot of lonely and cold people

I wanted to leave but somehow

I am stuck here

First time I went back it was, Because of the language

The second time because Of my career

The third time out of desperation

The fourth time out of frustration

The fifth time has not happened yet

But it will

This is life in the far north

A place where the ice and snow

Is absent

The place where your soul freezes to ice

Take my advice

Stay out

Burned House


The war is never an easy thing

Most of the times

Is not like in movies

Distant void noises

Sounds of gunfire from far away

A shell falling here and there

No water

No electricity


Maybe a radio

And darkness

from dusk to dawn

The cold, frigid feeling

That eats your bones

The smoke of the fire

The smoke of cheap tobacco

Follows me

As do the stories and candle light

Questions to a stranger

Everyday from dawn to dusk

I watch the people pass by

The snow is falling

The sleepless night arrives

Together with the feeling of being numb

Incapable to change anything of important

So please stranger accept my gift

Of hopelessness and despair

And let it fill your mind

When your life is almost as dark as mine

Together we can share this black velvet cover

And let it keep us warm and alive

Morning has broken

But the day will never


Only the proxy

Some daylight and then dusk

We pretend that everything is


Going on in our daily routines

But the light tells us something

Is very wrong

The darkness come and overtakes us all

Now and then but this is different

Very different

Something much more sinister