Such a funny sentence
What does it mean
Where is nowhere
and where can I find it?
Is it where the trees stopped growing
and the oil slicks stopped spilling
Is it where there is peace
and love amongst all?
Poems from Ondrej’s heart
Life is a strange thing: we’ve all been thrust into it without having much say, and sometimes events seem to be whirling around so quickly we hardly have time to breathe. The same as you, I’ve been around for a while now—and at times the happenings around me have compelled me to put them down upon paper, and whatever this digital ‘paper’ is.
Such a funny sentence
What does it mean
Where is nowhere
and where can I find it?
Is it where the trees stopped growing
and the oil slicks stopped spilling
Is it where there is peace
and love amongst all?
Looking through the courtyard
My gaze is drawn
To the two unclothed people
Frolicking in their kitchen
Wondering if they know
They are putting on a show
For my neighbours and I
Leaves me enough time to conclude
Perhaps time for a hot and steamy
cuppa tea
Questions swirling in my mind
Questions stirring swirling my stomach
anxieties of anxieties
and of my sensitive nature
lead me to question
lead me to doubt
a great deal.
Even if I wonder, even
if the anxiety whooshes in
even if I doubt
I know, I feel
I am at home with you
Even if I’m unsure
even if the doubts rush in
even if I’m not at home with myself
I’m at home with you.
Opened up with a sentence
A deep-seated discomfort looms
Elephant in a china shop
Breaking the fragile state of mind
But it’s followed by the sweet honey of comfort
Dripping in between the cracks
Filling the seams
And making me whole again.
Home, tugging at my heartstrings Home, slipping away into the dark Home, why don’t I know what my heart sings Home, why does every step miss the mark? As the clouds cover all below Shrouding memories in mist Thinking of the thoughts in tow All the things I might've missed Questioning my happiness Wondering what home I miss And doubting my sadness Longing for my beloved’s kiss. Onwards I go, alone but not lonely As the way forward becomes clear My darling, I know that only Want you to be by my side, my dear.
What's brewing underneath that smile? A deep-rooted contentment Going the extra inner mile It's that smile you give me It's that smile I reply with It's the orchestra reaching a crescendo and a song in its coda It's the feeling of getting to know yourself; the feeling of knowing the road is long and has been a hell of a windy bloody road as I looked over the edge and saw the vast, dark ravine of what could happen but instead I chose to climb uphill and only now I'm reaching the splendour of the sunlit meadows of my soul.
Shouting and throwing things
spilled tears and spilled dreams
is this really how
we ought to deal with life's seams?
My love, look at me,
look me in the eyes
my dear, imagine a world
with no surprises!
As fuming red turns to foggy hues,
and words come out in two-by-twos
take a step back
and see life's funny cues.
No need to spill and make a mess
if only to one another you'd confess
don't bend over and cry
and spoil your pretty dress!
If only we'd see what's life's everyday
instead of fighting day to day
it's not that hard
if you imagine the beautiful future coming our way.
Eyes drooping
Head pounding
thud
thud
A relentless anxiety
to keep digging mud
Shovel in, shovel out
what's the point
of this night out?
Smoke-filled rooms
and dainty hallways
the corridors of life
sweep us away
We mustn't forget
to breathe and pause
because it is in our power
to change course.
It’ll be fun and games, they said,
Go with the flow, they said.
But I’m wondering
Where is the flow?
Who do I call?
How do I find it?
How do I draw it on a graph to talk about and explain and oh oh what’s going on?
Questions echo into the abyss.
are those when raindrops fall making them warm again or when the ladder's too tall and it's hard to count to ten consolation kisses smooth the bumps and the rough roads turning the hmphs into sighs as the soul unloads.