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Some of my poems in English

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I HAVE ONLY ONE CHANCE LEFT

I wanted to paint you
But I couldnt find the right colors
I wanted to carve you
But my tools were inadequate
I wanted to dance you
But my feet started to bleed
I wanted to tell about you
But none of the words were enough

You've hidden in the fog of the marble
Into the springs of the voices
Nothing else escorts me to my coffin
But the noises of my footsteps
So my canvas stays empty
My stones are not carved
My voiceless numbness searches the silence
I have only one chance left
I can touch you

© Tornay András 2000


I AM GONE

I took a bite of the cold, icy space
Desperately searching for the answer, the way
But theres no one to turn to
No one feels my pain
No one feels my thorns
No one sings my songs

So please sit by me
Touch me with your hand
I am weak, tired and
Covered with the blanket of loneliness.

No! Wait! Dont speak!
Any words would destroy our harmony.
I am in you.
Even our shadows became one.
I have disappeared.
I am gone.

© Tornay András 2000


WHATEVER IS GIANT WILL BECOME TINY

Whatever is giant will become tiny
The need and the want are mixed together
The selfish and the meek are at war
Your doubts are breaking the rainbow into pieces
And like the very first time you asked
You cry out again: Why?

And behind you among the ruins of past time altars
The sacrifices come alive again, and
Carve their nails into your bleeding heart

And in this moment all the words of comfort
Seem so far Grace hope trust
Where are you?

But on the other side of the heavens
There are millions working
For that single moment of tomorrow
When youll understand from a tiny spark
From a human and a divine touch, from a left behind gift
That you cannot do anything
Nothing can happen to you
That would change the love of God for you

© Tornay András 2000


GHOST DEER ARE RUNNING

Ghost deer are running
Across mystical meadows
They overtake the darkness
They fly among the shrubs
The world cant touch them
This is their only way to stay white

© Tornay András 2000


IN ORDER TO KNOW

In order to know The Something
You have to touch The Nothing

In order to dance Life
You have to know pain first

In order to feel loved
You need to experience rejection

In order to be special
You need to be left alone first

In order to be reached out to
You need to be abandoned

In order to be found
You have to be lost first

In order to win
You have to be in the battle

In order to arrive
You need to escape first

© Tornay András 2001


QUESTIONS AND MIRRORS

Questions and mirrors
Sunsets and birds
Seeking for wisdom
Why am I hurt

Bottles and honey
Its everything but funny
My last song is bitter and dark
I am slowly falling apart

Whispers and desire
Ice cubes in the fire
I have finally found the answer
Im blind and weak and wounded
But still can be a dancer

© Tornay András 2000


DEPARTURE

Departure
Dreams

Departure
Tears

Departure
Fears

Departure
Tears
 
© Tornay András 2001