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Boomerang

There was once a boomerang.
It was a bit too long.
It flew a short distance,
but it never came back.
The crowd there, for hours, still
waited for the boomerang.
 


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20.04.2021

Every night of mine

I don't know why I love you
I only know that I wait for you
Since you're not here
I was looking through your eyes
I was breathing through your mouth
But now I lost you
 
Every night of mine without your love
Is to see happiness far away
Is to live just for the sake of living
Is to get lost in loneliness
Every night of mine without your love
Is to see my heart sad
It's a grey world without illusion
Every night of mine without your love
 
I don't know why I call you
I only know that I love you
I want to be with you today
Today my life is boredom
And in my world there's an emptiness
That is so hard to fill
 
20.04.2021

Only Today

I have nothing to do with it
I have nothing to do with it
I have nothing to do with it
I have nothing to do with it
 
And my yesterday is so arrogant, it is hiding under the hood as if someone cares
My tomorrow is so careless, it is constantly varying like the balance of an account
My yesterday calls to my ex'es, my yesterday is curious if we could be friends
It is raving a bit, it does not understand why I opiated
it with its medicine
 
I have nothing to do with it
I have nothing to do with it
 
My tomorrow dances vogue, dances vogue, begs for a friend, begs for many things
Listens to boss instead of the refrain, pays for a couple of drinks to go outside
It does not leave 'seen' under the messages, scrolls the pages of a book
Extinguishes the fires of Amazon with his brothers
My yesterday does not take straws in Coffein
It promises not to be like yesterday, especially on Sundays. It deletes the pics on purpose
Awkwardly tramples, probably haven't found the right words
Are you kidding me, people are failing for arrangements
In slow steps, with pants that were ironed over the crease
An arrogant philistine decorated with an implant
Easily flirts, easily leaves
My tomorrow does not have whiskey in the backstage
 
Something between yesterday and tomorrow
Somewhere between yesterday and tomorrow
Something between yesterday and tomorrow
Somewhere between yesterday and tomorrow
 
[Priedainis]
And I have nothing to do with it (I'm only today)
And I have nothing to do with it (I'm only today)
And I have nothing to do with it (I'm only today)
 
Yesterday wrote this text, tomorrow genuinely dislikes it
Not mine, not for me, I don't need it, I don't want it, I don't see it
Yesterday wrote this text, tomorrow genuinely dislikes it
Not mine, not for me, I don't need it, I don't want it, I don't see it
Yesterday wrote this text, tomorrow genuinely dislikes it
Not mine, not for me, I don't need it, I don't want it, I don't see it
 
20.04.2021

We Finished School

Five of us finished the school, one gang
My two classmates, two girl friends and I
The last bell was in a hand of the first grader
We tried to stay awake as long as possible
We drank beer like crazy for leaving school
We drank vodka for those who were friends
We smoked twenty cigarettes for every time we were punished for only being students
 
I wish you would have seen how our Kristė looked
She drove all the boys crazy
It was a little miracle to hold her breast in hand
It was a big miracle to take her home
A silent Agnė dreamed about an eternal love
They are both sitting under birches of their childhood
Talking about men they love
They are both laughing because they are not living with them
 
Our souls and brains were disappointed by many people
Guilt and fears will not leave us
We cry as much as we want
But were waiting with smiles on our faces for the things that will happen
 
My deskmate is a great boss now
He has thousands of ties, there is no such a word as 'stop' for him
When he is sober, he lies that everything is fine and he is happy
When he is drunk, he says 'Let's set everything on fire and go to hell'
 
Another one used to follow the wrong paths
He tried everything first, he didn't choose any ways.
I can't believe he was found in the river in London
I can't believe he had friends besides us
 
Our souls and brains were disappointed by many people
Guilt and fears will not leave us
We cry as much as we want
But were waiting with smiles on our faces for the things that will happen
 
Our souls and brains were disappointed by many people
Guiltiness and fears will not leave us
 
And I, without any meaning. As if I bloomed on the wrong time
With a muzzle of clown, fireworks in the background
When I'm full, they say: 'what a boring man'
When I'm empty, they call me a celebrity
 
20.04.2021

A cruel ruler's afternoon nap

An unjust ruler asked a man of god 'What will be the finest act of worship for me?' 'The afternoon nap' replied the pious man'Since you don't hurt people during that short period '1
 
I saw a cruel one sleeping in the middle of the day
'this one better sleep than wrecking havoc' I thought
And when one's sleeping is better than being awake
Death suits him much more better than a sinister life
 
  • 1. Saadi's short stories in usually don't have a title.They are identified by a sequence no. The title is chosen by me