Bashaw Steel

happy new year, folks, may this be one you are waiting for:)

I see you as the wind, trapped
 In the hair of the past
Screaming with no one to hear
 How those chains are not so vast
But which holds your dreams so very near...
 
And still, you cant reach them
The distance measured by strides of time
 And every second, every hope you hold dear
 Is taken away in the hair of the past...
 
 I see you as phoenix
 Immortal soul in flames of battle
Every feather an unyielding mark
 Of conquered death, from imprisoned life...
 
 Never stop!
 Never falter and back away
Never be the spark
When you can be, when you are
 Eternal flame in ocean of the dark...

Take me by the hand, shrouded in ice
Remove the ring that has all winters
Take my soul away from the sight
From cold sorrow`s fiery fingers…
 
Where it cant reach light of the dawn
Frozen in time, in my own escape
Spare the suffering from my mind
And my smile from the hate…
 
Truth is never what soul would want
What white lies are hidden beneath
How to get Steel sky of my head
And clouded ground under my feet…

As the moving force of the many things, poetry deserves its places here, dont you think?:)

Tell me where dreams speak the truth
Where all my illusions are more than dust
And although there is no eternal youth
There is something else…
 
Higher than hope and deeper than faith
Something different than all routines
Where our souls deserves to rest
After being freed…
 
Choose me over the world
Ignite the passion within the dying
So they may be also free
When their time turns to nothing…

this poem is special as the person to whom its dedicated :)) keeping friends, one of the virtues i know, but tend to forget easily:(   Secret in the Steel   As always, blank piece of paper That screams at me with its whiteness Much like the storm of the dreamer And nothing like the silence… Secret in the Steel   Where are all those, promised words? Lost somewhere between the lines I`m cursed to seek something there Which cannot be found A secret in the Steel…   And it is there where did i learned From someone who appear just as small That true strength is to forgive Not to destroy…   A secret to one that is known to her Smile hidden under all those masks Many of which cannot be heard By the cry of the past… Secret in forgiving…

i use cloud for similar reasons:)
so i dont forget important stuff..
still, sometimes i cant remember what i forgot or where did i put
that forgotten thing:D

I see you as the wind, trapped
 In the hair of the past
Screaming with no one to hear
 How those chains are not so vast
But which holds your dreams so very near...
 
And still, you cant reach them
The distance measured by strides of time
 And every second, every hope you hold dear
 Is taken away in the hair of the past...
 
 I see you as phoenix
 Immortal soul in flames of battle
Every feather an unyielding mark
 Of conquered death, from imprisoned life...
 
 Never stop!
 Never falter and back away
Never be the spark
When you can be, when you are
 Eternal flame in ocean of the dark...

I see you as the wind, trapped
 In the hair of the past
Screaming with no one to hear
 How those chains are not so vast
But which holds your dreams so very near...
 
And still, you cant reach them
The distance measured by strides of time
 And every second, every hope you hold dear
 Is taken away in the hair of the past...
 
 I see you as phoenix
 Immortal soul in flames of battle
Every feather an unyielding mark
 Of conquered death, from imprisoned life...
 
 Never stop!
 Never falter and back away
Never be the spark
When you can be, when you are
 Eternal flame in ocean of the dark...

I see you as the wind, trapped
 In the hair of the past
Screaming with no one to hear
 How those chains are not so vast
But which holds your dreams so very near...
 
And still, you cant reach them
The distance measured by strides of time
 And every second, every hope you hold dear
 Is taken away in the hair of the past...
 
 I see you as phoenix
 Immortal soul in flames of battle
Every feather an unyielding mark
 Of conquered death, from imprisoned life...
 
 Never stop!
 Never falter and back away
Never be the spark
When you can be, when you are
 Eternal flame in ocean of the dark...

As the moving force of the many things, poetry deserves its places here, dont you think?:)

Tell me where dreams speak the truth
Where all my illusions are more than dust
And although there is no eternal youth
There is something else…
 
Higher than hope and deeper than faith
Something different than all routines
Where our souls deserves to rest
After being freed…
 
Choose me over the world
Ignite the passion within the dying
So they may be also free
When their time turns to nothing…

srecan rodjus, pa da donese sto ti najvise srce zeli :))

well, younger players can try to keep with much more experienced guys that way :))

well, younger players can try to keep with much more experienced guys that way :))

happy b day :))

well, younger players can try to keep with much more experienced guys that way :))

Fall oath   I have Sun frozen in my soul Its purpose forgotten but its dreams endure Whos will to burn is only matched By the embrace of its icy cull...   It is not a power given, to use it at my own free will But a curse bestowed gently So me too could endure the burden that comes with it With power...   Scent of summer carried upon the wind of hearts Where my hopes are standing still In the gardens of eternal fall My golden chains...   It is not the fear itself It is not the outcome of this battle But something more than both More than me...

As the moving force of the many things, poetry deserves its places here, dont you think?:)

Tell me where dreams speak the truth
Where all my illusions are more than dust
And although there is no eternal youth
There is something else…
 
Higher than hope and deeper than faith
Something different than all routines
Where our souls deserves to rest
After being freed…
 
Choose me over the world
Ignite the passion within the dying
So they may be also free
When their time turns to nothing…

Fall oath   I have Sun frozen in my soul Its purpose forgotten but its dreams endure Whos will to burn is only matched By the embrace of its icy cull...   It is not a power given, to use it at my own free will But a curse bestowed gently So me too could endure the burden that comes with it With power...   Scent of summer carried upon the wind of hearts Where my hopes are standing still In the gardens of eternal fall My golden chains...   It is not the fear itself It is not the outcome of this battle But something more than both More than me...

As the moving force of the many things, poetry deserves its places here, dont you think?:)

Tell me where dreams speak the truth
Where all my illusions are more than dust
And although there is no eternal youth
There is something else…
 
Higher than hope and deeper than faith
Something different than all routines
Where our souls deserves to rest
After being freed…
 
Choose me over the world
Ignite the passion within the dying
So they may be also free
When their time turns to nothing…

this poem is special as the person to whom its dedicated :)) keeping friends, one of the virtues i know, but tend to forget easily:(   Secret in the Steel   As always, blank piece of paper That screams at me with its whiteness Much like the storm of the dreamer And nothing like the silence… Secret in the Steel   Where are all those, promised words? Lost somewhere between the lines I`m cursed to seek something there Which cannot be found A secret in the Steel…   And it is there where did i learned From someone who appear just as small That true strength is to forgive Not to destroy…   A secret to one that is known to her Smile hidden under all those masks Many of which cannot be heard By the cry of the past… Secret in forgiving…

Fall oath   I have Sun frozen in my soul Its purpose forgotten but its dreams endure Whos will to burn is only matched By the embrace of its icy cull...   It is not a power given, to use it at my own free will But a curse bestowed gently So me too could endure the burden that comes with it With power...   Scent of summer carried upon the wind of hearts Where my hopes are standing still In the gardens of eternal fall My golden chains...   It is not the fear itself It is not the outcome of this battle But something more than both More than me...

this poem is special as the person to whom its dedicated :)) keeping friends, one of the virtues i know, but tend to forget easily:(   Secret in the Steel   As always, blank piece of paper That screams at me with its whiteness Much like the storm of the dreamer And nothing like the silence… Secret in the Steel   Where are all those, promised words? Lost somewhere between the lines I`m cursed to seek something there Which cannot be found A secret in the Steel…   And it is there where did i learned From someone who appear just as small That true strength is to forgive Not to destroy…   A secret to one that is known to her Smile hidden under all those masks Many of which cannot be heard By the cry of the past… Secret in forgiving…

when i draw something it is usually not very different from my 14 year old brother :))
two artist i know, and perhaps the rest of them, said they were born with "it"
but i dont think its about equipment, its about spirit:)
well, that is the case with poetry :D

yes, if you believe it then everyone else will believe it too:))

As the moving force of the many things, poetry deserves its places here, dont you think?:)

Tell me where dreams speak the truth
Where all my illusions are more than dust
And although there is no eternal youth
There is something else…
 
Higher than hope and deeper than faith
Something different than all routines
Where our souls deserves to rest
After being freed…
 
Choose me over the world
Ignite the passion within the dying
So they may be also free
When their time turns to nothing…