Glide

Ice-slippery
The roads of friendship
Winter chilling

Injustice

The silvery light
Makes no justice to these days
Golden-like autumn

Zombie Times

My hands are numb
Mind hardly rambles
A zombie's life

Haunted

A dozen leaves
Haunt an old oak’s sleep
Creepy tremors

Halloween

White-silver clouds
In full moon’s screening
Halloween ghosts

Glamour

Roses’ petals
Even when they fall
Carry glamour

Rules

One can't afford
Fall into his muse
Unless love's shared

Flow

Is it the river
That pushes into the sea
Or the sea's pulling

Chess

The pawns stumble
While the king’s a loaf
In bishops’ hands

Flurries

An old windmill
Purrs like a feline
Caressed by wind

Bridges

One tries to bridge
Gaps between wishes
And what's real

Life

A chain of breathes
Is given man to release
Into the deep blue

Foolishness

The wisdom we gained
Escapes not the foolishness
Of losing one's love

Wandering

Out of confusion
Mind wanders thousand valleys
To find the right path

Passage

From love to no love
One goes through toughest passage
In just an instant

The Gatekeepers

Yellowish trees
Withstand in darkness
Night's gatekeepers

Absence

I missed you last night
And all nights before
An eternity

Noise

The humming streets
Find no quietness
With the night's fall

Outreach

Branches in stairs
Climb between buildings
In reach of light

Last Stop

A dusty tram
Moves on life's long tracks
To last pit stop

Embrace

Yellow leaves
Touch the river
Last embrace

City Lights

Prolonged facades
Steal evening's brightness
Joyful windows

Cloudy Rhythms

The clouded sky
Rhythmic with the wind
Waves its blueness

The Lost Sea

Waves of young faces
Move lost between buildings
In the big city

Silence

And then comes silence
Its emptiness echoes blunt
Between waiting’s thoughts

Dew

The dew of one’s soul
Arising in autumn’s days
Glimpse of pure beauty

Recipe

Finding seeds of joy
In each little achievement
One plants happiness

Fragility

Between bushes
A rabbit tumbles
Spasmodic end

Divisions

Through ratios
Man represents life
To grasp the wholes

Garment

Waiting for winter
Its dress nature slowly weaves
Pastel-like clothes

Light

A bulb’s lightrays
Were never warmer
Lightened abode

Intentions

Noble intentions
Get lost in appearances
Like smoke between clouds

Stigma

My soul still carries
The weight of old chains’ irons
That seized my freedom

Madness

Dozen rabbits sprung
When an eagle scried in sky
Fast-maddening crowd

Reflection

So many dreams
Reflect the heavens
Down to the earth

Chains

Dull degradation
Of the humanlike spirit
A moment in chains

Haiku

Too many frogs
Sprung out of the pond
To croak and splash

Peace

To find his peace
One has to travel
Into the now

Chatters

Wings wide spread
In chattered flight
Magpies roam

Surrender

I take my faith
And kneel before stars
They’ll be my judge

Whispers

Oh my sweet spirit
Your wisdom whispers volumes
When you touch my lips

Autumn Days

The weights of time
Fall on my shoulders
Weary feelings

Mud

Murky the waters
In which heart shall find its peace
Mud settles with time

Flight

What are your dreams
Little butterfly?
Fly high fly high!

Humbleness

Running through its threads
A thought sensed its importance
Then laughed at itself

Last Verse

She wasn't there
To taste the sweetness
Of my caress

Transition

Last autumn leaves
Witness first snowflakes
Road to perdition

Synchronicity

The wheels of life
Drive souls on their paths
Toward crossroads

Sunrise

Morning’s dewdrops
Reflect the sunrise
In multitude

Déjà Vu

Autumn’s cold shudders
Embraced in the winter’s warmth
This time’s different

Ars Moriendi

A graceful snowflake
Roams in peaceful finitude
Enjoying each waft

Memento Mori

Dried old leaves once green
Pave the clod with their coldness
Lost eternity

Coldness

First snowflakes
In autumn’s green
Touch of cold

Verses

Verses’ cold purpose
Is to raise poet’s ego
To the crashing point

Apart

Opposite forces
Seem to hold our souls apart
Dull dance of nature

Gardening

First words penetrate
Then seeds get deeply planted
Flowers and weeds grow

Pawns

Reckless pawns
On a chessboard
Gods’ delight

Truth

From simple ripples
Can grow a wild tsunami
Truth dislocates flow

Freedom

What is true freedom?
Meditating in prison
Sensing no limits

Eternity

One wants to love
An eternity
In just one hour

Sunset

In one's sickness
One recognizes
Death’s cold calling

Innocence

My lost innocence
Reborn from its own ashes
A Phoenix of light

Weakness

In sickness
Recognizing
Own weakness

Invitation

Let's take a walk
In October's sun
Light brings color

Words

Words are too few
To express feelings
In a pen's turn

Nudity

In people's loughs
One sees their values
Unhid bareness

Vulnerability

How vulnerable
A person has to become
To gain beloved's trust

Gracefulness

Movement reveals grace
Though the real elegance
Comes from one's feelings

Muse

I found my muse
Into a black swan
Words flow naked

Tint

Without the pigments
Of own’s imagination
Life seems colorless

Shadows

On strangely lit roads
Shadows become huge monsters
A mice fast crossing

Distance

An old wolf seldom
Approaches a well-graced dam
Surrounded by wolves

Little Secret

The secret of love
Is to let egos dissolve
In the space between

Grace

A black swan dancing
With her wings spread to the sky
Time stops in movement

Antagonism

Bare reality
Can hardly cope with one’s wild
Imagination

The Pretender

Walks on broken hearts
Between fantasms of his past
The great pretender

Laziness

Morning spent in bed
Until dreams melt into dreams
No will to wake up

Glamour

Two glasses of wine
On a candle lit table
Hands hold together

Wings

In adversity
An angel might break her wings
To grow much stronger

                                 [To C.]

Rituals

Our intelligence
Leads us to life’s deep answers
Still rites take over

Hunger

One feeds with stories
The hunger for living one
Till one famishes

Chains

One’s heart desires
In time limit one’s freedom
Invisible chains

Half-Awake

One awakes
And knows was sleeping
Still dreaming

La Vie en rose

Pink-tinged roses
Taste autumn’s weather
No vie en rose

Steps

All the steps one makes
To find himself on the road
Just one step further

Friendship

In nature’s embrace
Man found answers to his quest
Forgotten friendship

The Rose

A wild red rose
Adored from afar
Few endure thorns

Centeredness

An old dusted chair
Sits in a corner alone
People passing by

Impatience

An empty corner
Awaits for the Christmas tree
First one of many

Forces

Sea’s abyss attracts
Souls repulsed by worldly life
Caught under sea’s spell

Ripples

One throws a stone
On lake’s smooth surface
Ripples still spread

Play

Squirrels playing
Around an oak tree
Leaves jump away

Armoured

A dragonfly’s wings
Covered in morning dewdrops
Ready for battle

The Seeker

Between lake’s ripples
The fisherman long searches
His alter ego

Potential

An apple young shoot
There lies the potential of
Bearing fruits one day

Success

One sees the results
But not the dreams towards them
Windshears change pathways

Debt

If I could touch
The heart of one soul
I’d paid my debt

Maya

At perception’s gates
Intelligence precedes form
Grasped reality

Gnothi Seauton

Know yourself
And heaven’s gates
Wide open

Gnosis

The flames of life
Dissolve human’s soul
Polished diamonds

Agraphos Nomos

Reuniting
Two broken pieces
Unwritten law

Flames

In my being
Burns a part of you
Pervading flames

Roses

In each broken soul
Bloom the deep scars of one’s quest
Heavenly roses

Fall

October’s falling
Into velvet November
A red December

Labyrinths

Understanding stops
Where one negates his feelings
A closed labyrinth

Rhetorical

If one doesn’t care
With whom awakens mornings
What good all the dreams?

Late Summer

Summer’s warmness
Still shows its magic
The final act

Mourning

Dimmer the light
That touches the leaves
On the last road

The Wall

When walls fall down
People find freedom
One step away

Dominos

The hope of freedom
Stirred inner revolutions
Echoes still persist

Freedom

The wings of freedom
Within an old radio
All of a flutter

The Swallow

A blue barn swallow
Sheltered under my window
Not frightened of rain

Infinity

Tangent to one’s soul
Infinity’s an abyss
Beyond perception

Traces

Where do thoughts go?
Traces on paper
Lasting footprints

Twilight

Indescriptible
The sunset before my eyes
A sunrise of thoughts