Dancing

 Music is playing 

In the back round

As my thoughts 

Leaving my mind...

I start to move slowly

With plenty of room.

My body only hears

Every note and instrument

All lyric's as well.

Dancing alone

Feeling good as my

Body moves on its own

To the notes as if it

Knows what to do

On the dance floor

My mind is in captivity

Of the lyrics words.

I'm feeling free...

Somehow...somewhere..

I felt this feeling before

I wounder when was it?

'Cause it's amazing feeling,

Like you are out of 

Control for once,

Not in a crazy 

Way either.

Dancing alone

Feeling good as my

Body moves on its own

To the notes as if it

Knows what to do

On the dance floor

My mind is in captivity

Of the lyrics words.

I'm feeling free...

A pretty image 

Appeared on the surface

Of my mind...

I am somewhere

Back home...In Ukraine.

Dancing alone

Feeling good as my

Body moves on its own

To the notes as if it

Knows what to do

On the dance floor

My mind is in captivity

Of the lyrics words.

I'm feeling free...

Surrounded  by trees 

All  around me 

As I am dancing

 To the sound of the 

Wind gently playing 

With the leave's, 

Composed harmony

Just in time for the

Welcoming the Summer.

Dancing alone

Feeling good as my

Body moves on its own

To the notes as if it

Knows what to do

On the dance floor

My mind is in captivity

Of the lyrics words.

I'm feeling free.

I almost forgot 

How this even feels,

So, free.... 

As if a bird broke

Loose from the case 

In which it was trapped in.

  

 

  

 

Four Sister's

 There are four sister's

Whom we call season's.

Amazing how all four

Have a way of shining,

In a spot light of their 

Own space and time .

Four sister's holding hands

As dancing in a circle

One after another,

Each has a turn to shine

With time to back up showing,

Their beauty to the world.

In viewing, the eldest

Sister is the Winter.

She is coldest 

More to herself.

As the eldest one

She is a bit bitter.

In a reason of her own

as she saw maturity.

She is more cautions

hiding behind the cold.

Covering the ground 

with white blanket

of snow and 

Swirling blizzard's

Through the season. 

Four sister's holding hands

As dancing in a circle

One after another,

Each has a turn to shine

Time at the back showing

Their beauty to the world.

The second eldest

Sister is Autumn.

Dressed in colors,

of orange, red, 

With light-brown's

touch of dark-grey,

kind of gown. 

She is more used 

The wild wind's

And rainy day's.

The one's  howling

At window's and house's,

As they feel the shake.

Rain filling the

Street's with inch

deep water'.

Almost as if she is

Somehow upset.

By being somewhere

In between two

Of her sisters.

Four sister's holding hands

As dancing in a circle

One after another,

Each has a turn to shine

Time at the back showing

Their beauty to the world.

Summer is the third sister,

As she melts in the sun.

Splashing warm pool waters,

And sandy beaches somewhere.

Putting smiles on our faces

She is the happy, 

One after all.

Four sister's holding hands

As dancing in a circle

One after another,

Each has a turn to shine

Time at the back showing

Their beauty to the world.

Than there is the 

Youngest sister, Spring.

Blooming with youth

Blooming with colors

green, pink, yellow,

Brighter, soft kind of gown. 

Leaving smile on our face's

As if teaching us love again.

As she rise flower's 

From the ground.

Melting away our hearts

In a warm breezy wind,

Of rising again.

After her eldest sister

Bitter-cold, Winter.

When the world hear's

Sound again after 

A very long slumber.

Spring is the gently

Spoken one, of them all.

Four sister's holding hands

As dancing in a circle

One after another,

Each has a turn to shine

Time at the back showing

Their beauty to the world.

Before we knew it

A full year came to a circle.

I Need A Moment

What have I done? 

What has happened?

How did I get here?

Only seconds away

Facing death again.

I'm walking away.

I need a moment alone.

I need to think.

I need to fall apart. 

Even if I stay in silents,

As I listen to music.

I start lose my own 

Train of thoughts 

Come to realize,

Am I fearing of living?

The change  I slightly

don't understand?

Maybe it's pain 

which holds me back?

I need a moment alone.

I need to think.

I need to fall apart.

Even if I stay in silents,

As I listen to music.

I start lose my own 

Train of thoughts 

Oh! I did sit alright!

How well I listen

In the darkest memory

Of my life. 

Where I have feared the most.

Life was slipping

Through my finger's

Like water.

I need a moment alone.

I need to think.

I need to fall apart.

Even if I stay in silents,

As I listen to music.

I start lose my own

Train of thoughts 

Life would not stop here

It will go on

Even when you 

Want to stop to think.

Its the moments you

You start missing

Most in the quite.

Life doesn't stop though.

I need a moment alone.

I need to think.

I need to fall apart.

Even if I stay in silents,

As I listen to music.

I start lose my own 

Train of thoughts 

Music is a melody

You can find everywhere. 

Even in the sound of the 

Wind playing gently

With new born leaves

In the spring time

If you stop to listen.

I need a moment alone.

I need to think.

I need to fall apart.

Even if I stay in silents,

As I listen to music.

I start lose my own 

Train of thoughts 

I've had enough of quite.

I've had enough of listening.

At least now.

I need a moment alone.

I need to think.

I need to fall apart.

Even if I stay in silents,

As I listen to music.

I start hearing my own 

Train of thoughts 

Coming back to me