Eyes

That flame,
The ancient burner!
The purity of all
Is the light that leaves a scar
Of that I'm certain

Adam Prockstem Smith

Defected Kid

Lost all his mind
Lost all his freedom
Life is unkind
Boredom of widows

Adam Prockstem Smith

Pareto

The percentage of things that you do
That are still important to you
Should be very low by now
Because you get better only in few
That is the true thing that matters
Should carry you through the world
That shatters

Adam Prockstem Smith

Default

Default is a bitch
Returning to old places
House of your parents
Your great parents
Places of humiliation and concern
I will break the chains
For I'm not yet completely worn
Money is all that matters
And to make a hundred million
For myself alone, I'm sworn

Adam Prockstem Smith

Chess Game

I was once playing a game of chess,
My oponent remained unknown,
Literally masked
I planned my moves and he has laughed,
I have bitten my lips and exposed my queen
He took her away from me, greedily,
I guarded my king and made sure
He can't be trapped,
But masked persona made a move
And it all colapsed
Devasted but daring I grabbed the mask
And took it off to uncover the face...
It was me with a writing on a forehead - 'Fate'
I trembled in fear as I lost my face
And this game of chess to no other but fate...

Adam Prockstem Smith

Opposites

Even the darkest of the nights
Becomes bright at the dawn of morning
So we know that not all that good is fun
And not all that fun is good
We live in search of happiness
But find pain, when all we have to truly do
Is just let go

Adam Prockstem Smith

Allocations

Get involved in manners
Sweet dreams never shatter
Because when broken pieces fall
The complete a collage of gold

Adam Prockstem Smith

I’m Back
Back in a saddle
Riding the horse of doom
Pretending my destination is all gloom
I don't want to paddle
I'm the master of self relocation
Even if the goal is to go to the moon

Adam Prockstem Smith

Anonymous Lie

You choose what dreams to see
While you sleep
And dreams are many
Dreams are plenty
Dreams are deep
Some are good
Some are bad
Some are in-between
Escape the heirloom
Escape to see
The world as is
Without me

Adam Prockstem Smith

Prayer

Oh God,
If there is a way
Please let it find me
If there is a say
Please let the right lips utter it
If there is a chance
Please let my soul kindle that light
And cherish it

Adam Prockstem Smith

Adam Prockstem Smith

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