Jerald Newman

Posts Tagged ‘love’

Algorithm of Life

In literature, poetry on November 15, 2014 at 3:18 pm

Ugly future of my past is now,

As for the paradise – let’s forget…

clocks say what clocks do,

It is half past three with me.

The present can be described with figures,

they’re round and all around,

I admire those who see the beauty of lifetime algorithms,

My thoughts rhyme with your heartbeat

life-go(es)-rithm excites me

we can stop for some coffee for a while….


Smartest Man in The World

In Uncategorized on January 27, 2013 at 8:48 pm



I am the smartest man in the world.

I know what is life – I don’t know how to live…

I know there is the sky – I am not sure if there is  heaven….

I know that I will die – I don’t know  why should I….

I know that there is a road –  I don’t know where it leads me… 

I know that i am the Best – I don’t know who are the others…

I know what is called love – I don’t know why i am single…

I know what is a house- I don’t know the meaning of family…

I know that i don’t know – I don’t know what i know truly. 

I am the Smartest man in the world – It does not matter that i am only… 

awkwardness of love

In Uncategorized on December 25, 2012 at 7:26 pm

755that is an awkward moment when you realize that the word “love” does not have universal meaning for every living being…
For person like me, that is a feeling which does not deepens with words, i do think that love is a process, that needs a daily renewal, reinvention and reconstruction. It is based on loyalty and aims to achieve full comfort for mutual coexistence.

Some people pay too much attention on words and expressions, they forget that most of promises are pleasent to hear but empty in meaning and  are created due to the emotional boost during the particular moment of comunication..  These moments of fake dream making usually come befor or after sex… Of course i don’t want to say that people who give false promises are liers, usually their action is unconscious, i can even argue that their intentions are very much honest, a problem is that in such cases lovers don’t feel the difference between the dream and reality… This is a typical problem with men. Every male has kinda heroic inner needs… and in reality these needs are difficult to satisfy… in the ancient mythology heroes used to go in war for women, they stood against gods, fighting dragons and monsters… Today man can only promise….

dear women don’t ask for promises..
dear men better to act than speak….thats true especially indabed:)

zombie on the strings

In love on August 26, 2012 at 12:08 pm

It is weird,
so unnaturally we love,
black is the routine of the unnamed society –
slaughterhouse of my dreams….
i see you like myself in the mirror.
we are one….
endless one…


In love on November 24, 2011 at 8:02 am


some of them dared to be well …

Together, we raised the dog…

Mud, Stones, Black hands – We built a house


Nobody wanted to live there…


Wanton’s songs from the radio,

Coffee with stimulator,

Fragments from the old romances,

tablets, Dylan music, erotic stories – and you…

All you …


It was not love,

Not phobias,

not hope,

Neither past, nor future,

Just and only;

Dirty pieces from the happy life…