Satunnainen teksti


Is it better that one can't remember or forget
paths move, evaporate and appear
the keys change in chinks

People around are looking for a foothold
some run away, others destroy
selfhood is tired of swaying in the wind



Before the image of dusty people
nowadays much wider range of colours,
like a pool called childhood
- adolescent like fumbling on dry land


Puppet master

I play with fear, with a smile
with myself
with madness
I wonder how I can see myself
while a ball of yarn rolls


From an imaginary rag to a sheet

You lit me like a fuse
you inputted your best like a lazy performer
Your relationship was like a doomed trial for you
Our relationship was not real
for the both of us on the same frequency


Magic trick

Does the love die
doesn't it always stay?
Maybe in the fairy tales.



I see dreams of people
I have dreams about leaving
I dream of a trip
common moments
shared feelings

I see how the flowers start to bloom
on spring ice
how the frost wins
the dark



I walk, I lose
with the eyes of my soul I squint
I close the wily
grief opening of my mind's distress

Today, tomorrow
I notice an orgulous dilemma
As a job I lose
my thoughts into a new faith



The poems have currently been translated all the way back to January 2017, others will mostly appear in Finnish. My apologies, the process takes quite a long time with this many poems. I hope you can still enjoy the ones that are translated!

Number of poems still to be translated


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