Oasev's Poems

Here's the list of poems submitted by oasev — There are currently 408 poems total — keep up the great work!

PROFANE SPELLING I still have a crested, Mohican-roar drumming and straining inside me; as if I were a bird's wing that is about to fly away for good and never come back. I would touch the golden heart of the One-Dear One - if I could - and call out the angel's... – *by Norbert Tasev*	0 Views added 6 hours ago	Rating
A SIDE NOTE FROM THIS CENTURY Now I'm still crossing the lonely wooden bridge carved by chervil, where the lazy centuries long ago rested. My jacket-sized shadow and the dusk falling on the mélange are with me. The small forest clearing, where the immortal lovers exchanged so... – *by Norbert Tasev*	0 Views added 1 day ago	Rating
REGIMENTAL CLOWN JOKE Trapped in the corner of time, like tortured hordes, small, scurrying rat-packs are increasingly tearing apart the ruined everyday life, each not from anywhere Celeb-hussar, dim-witted fashion icon with baggy, ring-shaped eyes produces a... – *by Norbert Tasev*	1 View added 2 days ago	Rating
LENT-AGE A fetus dropped from brainwashed heads. A sleazy, lying, empty promise that only deceives, confuses, and deceives everyone and everything, but also with coins that are gutted with holes. Today, it is also imprudent to stand up with a... – *by Norbert Tasev*	8 Views added 3 days ago	Rating
BOTTOM-MADE GLOW Today, Man is hiding in himself, deprived of his existence every day, and even more miserable. He constantly imagines luxurious dreams that cannot come true, and he scratches his head when he is fired from his job without reason. You can only rarely... – *by Norbert Tasev*	1 View added 4 days ago	Rating
CHEWED MOONLIGHT ARM SHELLS The empty can of the vile Summer is slowly - it might seem - closing over our heads. It's as if someone is holding a selfish and stubborn sword of Damocles, or just using it. Every day I swallow a broken-toothed instinct or a nightmare vision, which... – *by Norbert Tasev*	1 View added 5 days ago	Rating
UNTIL THEN WHAT? But until then, how many fleeting, holy moments do you need to look through the window? But until then, how many broken-winged, pitiful promises are needed to finally believe that all your attempts were in vain? But until then, who will lead the... – *by Norbert Tasev*	0 Views added 6 days ago	Rating
PYRAMID PARADOXONS The depth almost always expands inwards, just like the sly-lying or just insidious moment; the manipulative hunch of miscarrying shadows - perhaps this goes beyond any question-and-answer; on compacted cliffs of solitude; we don't even know why the... – *by Norbert Tasev*	0 Views added 7 days ago	Rating
The dreams of intruders Standing helplessly before romance. The tender, sizzling tremors of charming flirtation-eyed secrets locked in charming eyes... Behind me everything seems to close in, to rust; desire and illusion for unearned happiness sooner vanish, like a... – *by Norbert Tasev*	1 View added 8 days ago	Rating
MOMENTARY WAVERING As if we should forever go somewhere; to the place we necessarily cannot know. We guess the true secret and reason of our Existence, while we ourselves are infinite, mortal specks of dust. Certainty suffocates us: who, where, where will be able to... – *by Norbert Tasev*	1 View added 9 days ago	Rating
SOCIAL FINGER-PRINT Everyone then gropes with teeth and nails; if necessary, dirty, corrupt or even bribable to the neck, so that he becomes successful and rich immediately and quickly! Never more work – no: effective profit-oriented livelihood acquisition. The rag... – *by Norbert Tasev*	1 View added 10 days ago	Rating
SOCIAL BITING-MODELS With his hesitant, fickle footsteps as a rope-less tightrope walker, I may yet - it may seem - try to manoeuvre the pitfalls of Life in a gambled manner; right! With more or less success behind me. The massive vision of falling into gaps of... – *by Norbert Tasev*	0 Views added 11 days ago	Rating
Idyllic footnote Now I still want a slow-motion romance in angelic, cherishing hands –, but already on a wedding bed. Radiantly, saturated in captivity, one and a half times, barely paying attention to stomach cramps and total nausea to the loud speakers. To... – *by Norbert Tasev*	1 View added 12 days ago	Rating
AGE EXEMPTION The invisible presence does have small crumbs visible to the naked eye; as if the hesitant, yet volatile uncertainty of Being, which defined the entire Era, had tipped to the ground. Would it be a stubborn deviation of gravity? To know: victory and... – *by Norbert Tasev*	0 Views added 13 days ago	Rating
LOOKING FOR TWO FOR GOOD Like someone who falls on a swing, dizzy, certainly with a square, held with an executioner's rope, yet almost torn off, I leave my days like broken shards. It would be nice if all the problems and millions of problems fell out of me once and for... – *by Norbert Tasev*	1 View added 14 days ago	Rating
FROM MEMORIES TO THE FUTURE It would be nice to have a few more years before I leave this earthly Being here for good; I would happily believe that if the rotating, uncertain Fate were thrown before me on cards, and what it has in store for me, or if the real seers predicted... – *by Norbert Tasev*	1 View added 15 days ago	Rating
AN EMAIL-MESSAGE I can only send you the orphaned email message with the Wi-Fi connection thought to be looted and some digital photos. The wages of my year are already turning yellow, and by the long-ago balmy summer, only nostalgias, familiar sweet movements,... – *by Norbert Tasev*	3 Views added 17 days ago	Rating
REALITY WARNING Waking out of bed, flabbergasted, humiliated, to wake up to the Real One: The everything that can be kept has now suddenly broken into pieces, as we once nicknamed it: the flirtatiously winking eyes of eye bugs, the lock of your hair on an orphan,... – *by Norbert Tasev*	3 Views added 18 days ago	Rating
CONGESTED SOUL Oh, you pathetic, foolish soul! Prodigal, gloomy, brooding out like a persecuted savage to escape and hide or is forced to go out every day. The unspeakable, relatable instinct and brooding telepathy of our words –, all those who are long tired... – *by Norbert Tasev*	1 View added 19 days ago	Rating
NGATIVE CROSSWALK Only the crying silence exists in this great anechoic darkness that surrounded us. Severe, tied spiral block combined with paprikajancsi cries. The often unbearable, whining bark of silver-throated, whining dogs lies on the person's worn soul in... – *by Norbert Tasev*	1 View added 20 days ago	Rating
GRABBING COURAGE Now I should be a little afraid if I show courage and measure myself once. I stand on two tongues of scales; how much do my actual sins show? And was I the only one who made a mistake?! Among traitors and accomplices, who else could have entered... – *by Norbert Tasev*	3 Views added 22 days ago	Rating
WALKING WITH EXISTENCE Let's say on the half of the path of Life - we don't even notice it - self-confessedly, like in front of a jury, thick and dark, the uncertainty and the doubt; is their life like an example, valuable life so far?! At the same time, everyone senses... – *by Norbert Tasev*	0 Views added 23 days ago	Rating
CLOSED Closed All I wanted was for a single and eternal moment to stop, like a finger held up, the silently rolling cog of being. They made a hole in action and in action by the useless trials of days. Their deliberate blindness has long been drawn... – *by Norbert Tasev*	3 Views added 24 days ago	Rating
SNAPSHOT SCISSORS The XXI. modern creations of the 20th century: Glamour, Fasion Week fashion-trend galas in all quantities. There are no World Shouts, the seventy-seventh Cannes Film Festival, and more and more unpleasant, superficial Janus-faced minutemen who are... – *by Norbert Tasev*	2 Views added 25 days ago	Rating
INWARD SPRINKLING The withering splashes of the soul-form turtle are challenged by the rose-yellow squint of the setting Sun; the chirping of birds - not so much -, an army of blind, mouthy nobodies locked in the shells of rhapsodies, razor primitives kicking onion... – *by Norbert Tasev*	2 Views added 26 days ago	Rating
IN A SURREALIST DREAM A familiar, suffocating mass of uneventfulness drastically overwhelms everything. It's chewy, stretchy, and chewy, which sticks everywhere. Compromising betrayal is already rotting on the creaky donkey ladders of careers. Visceral career desires... – *by Norbert Tasev*	1 View added 27 days ago	Rating
SALTY STONES A balding lump on the top of his head - an intermediate figure that looks like Nobody's; he is still waiting for the blood-red dragon-Sunset, to see if he will send the welcoming silver stars to him. He got the Tooth of Time as artificial teeth,... – *by Norbert Tasev*	0 Views added 28 days ago	Rating
MAY REFLECTIONS No matter how long the path destined to the great unknown infinity takes, the Soul of Man is both a wing and a root, which - in many cases - rather permanently pulls it back. At the end of the road, our Janus-face is only torn away by the wasteful... – *by Norbert Tasev*	2 Views added 29 days ago	Rating
Consulting Don't look at the intersections, which have been run through by rampant ropes of ivy, and rosehips and bloodstains can damage the tracks of your long-traveled soles, and before you will be small inconveniences and the memory of bumps, like a... – *by Norbert Tasev*	1 View added 1 month ago	Rating
FUNDAMENTALS OF DETERMINATION Existence stutters, like a few-month-old crying baby who needs to be comforted, because he feels that nothing is right in this world. Man wastes himself. At first, he only divides his strictly assigned, nerve-wracking weekdays into parts, and then... – *by Norbert Tasev*	2 Views added 1 month ago	Rating
TYPE OF FINAL DECREE I imagined my death. Like when they gave thirty silver coins to the handsome, smiling Executioner, who wrapped the noose and rope around my neck and hung it on the gallows, and then kindly even nodded, but he only made a unanimous decision. Like the... – *by Norbert Tasev*	2 Views added 1 month ago	Rating
AUTOMATA-DREAM Cowardly sacrifice or sneaky regret?! "Halfway between these two concepts, the insidious tyranny came back into vogue." In the flickering darkness of a star-moment, they grope for each other, until the totally determined loneliness cannot be... – *by Norbert Tasev*	0 Views added 1 month ago	Rating
TIME WASTE On Age's table, Time-crumbs are now scattered everywhere; it is not possible to determine exactly who, when, dares to put how much into his own pocket! Poisoned, mischievous little ants are constantly carrying and carrying around day after day -... – *by Norbert Tasev*	1 View added 1 month ago	Rating
GREETINGS TO MY MOTHER While you examine and carefully weigh the affairs of the soul. You are as pure and elusive as the word around the golden axis of thought, which never names you. You have worked for a lifetime from dawn to dusk, and yet, after so much suffering, you... – *by Norbert Tasev*	1 View added 1 month ago	Rating
CARDBOARD CITY A huge giant metal worm clatters and squirms above the landlocked city of Nineveh; The heavy ore block of nights is often rolled on us by Sisyphusian trouble and pain. The scary train station seems like an abandoned lost place: the cawing of ravens... – *by Norbert Tasev*	0 Views added 1 month ago	Rating
THE SILENCER Between heaven and earth, single-minded, worn-out chip bags enrich the green vegetation in the middle of the ring. Defiant human grimaces peep at the fists of skenhead larks, where face-to-face communication is still fashionable. Where a little... – *by Norbert Tasev*	1 View added 1 month ago	Rating
ANTI-REPUTATION But it would be good if the World and Life in it were not an everyday pathetic Paradox! Truth and Love should never suffer tolerantly, and everyone can be sure that the Good and the Noble can always receive their deserved reward. There, it would... – *by Norbert Tasev*	1 View added 1 month ago	Rating
BAD LUCK PECH My friend! You are better off if you choose a special mask for yourself so that they cannot see your truer self. The world is now full of brainwashed, superficial buffoons, like soldiers who want to be seventy, low-style celebrities, and no one... – *by Norbert Tasev*	0 Views added 1 month ago	Rating
Fluttering chestnut eyes Your Baby-faced, Creole-brown chestnut eyes are no longer a nickname. I should be happy and satisfied that your life was able to find the right direction. Your feigned happiness - which was secretly and faithfully yours, could not be reconciled... – *by Norbert Tasev*	0 Views added 1 month ago	Rating
SPLEEN PERFORMANCE FOR EVERYDAY Rather, I deliberately hide from the nowhere, wretched World what an exiled fugitive I am, as if nothing had happened but a doomed person tried to get by, but he never found help. Where have I left the watchmen, who warn the living at night just as... – *by Norbert Tasev*	0 Views added 1 month ago	Rating
Summoning courage Now I shouldn't be a little afraid if I pluck up the courage and measure myself once. I stand on the two tongues of a scale; I wonder how much my crimes actually show? And was I the only one to make a mistake?! Among traitors and accomplices, who... – *by Norbert Tasev*	1 View added 1 month ago	Rating
GLOSSY IN SEMI DARKNESS You would most like to leave the city of Nineveh a long time ago; just admit it calmly! Many times you gave up on promising promises, because you thought you could still hope for a more livable way of life, an arranged comfort zone. The crammed,... – *by Norbert Tasev*	1 View added 1 month ago	Rating
SURE Nothing surprises me anymore! I listen behind the doors of the world to the wail of teddy boy voices 24 hours a day, but I only store my cherished, cherished rage to erupt again like a volcano. How did we get here? Is there no other way to... – *by Norbert Tasev*	1 View added 1 month ago	Rating
Researched deeply I looked into myself as an orphan for many years, walking through my glowing lava depths. I stared at the secret, the densely saturated motivations of my heated, imaginative adolescent self with wide-eyed eyes. I tried to appreciate a giving,... – *by Norbert Tasev*	0 Views added 1 month ago	Rating
THE SNAP STRING Almost October, rainy April. The rain is under the veil; he keeps kneading and washing his limbs. A procession of crouching, hunched people on the subway. A palpability of resigned indifference. Between gritted teeth, the supposed I-truth is heard... – *by Norbert Tasev*	0 Views added 1 month ago	Rating
SEESAW-DANCE The discarded, half-empty can of the old, pitiful World - you have to be careful! -, almost swallows him, the winds with knocked out teeth are chasing him, while in the totally closed virtual space, such wretched little people appear. On the dirty... – *by Norbert Tasev*	0 Views added 1 month ago	Rating
DON'T BE OVERCONFIDENT I look in broken mirrors. Countless little worms from Alamus gather around me, hordes of wild beasts surround me; my existence is being robbed. It would be nice to take off like a foreign coat next to my ominous shadow the secret urge of Fate, which... – *by Norbert Tasev*	2 Views added 1 month ago	Rating
CROSS-HEARING BETWEEN DOGS There may be no room for anyone on the streets; confused, cacophonous hurricanes of sound make the good people stupid, a few jerk wild animals hook the mother-in-law who is approaching ninety, the flower seller asks fifty thousand forints for a... – *by Norbert Tasev*	3 Views added 1 month ago	Rating
KNOTS OF TRIALS Have you ever been told that you have a bad approach to things?! Not the betrayal of the unattainable, unwinnable Happiness, nor the series of gawking, ass-licking accolades, the cheap success-hunting attitude measured in a fraction of a moment, -... – *by Norbert Tasev*	1 View added 1 month ago	Rating
EXAMPLE OF RELATIONS Looks like you've had enough of the World. But in such a way that you would prefer to tie yourself to the very first tree, or take medicine that works without pain. You can work, you can sweat so much that you are tired of self-loathing, knowing... – *by Norbert Tasev*	1 View added 1 month ago	Rating