Mirroring

Aesthetic beings
Looking for straight symmetries
A strange mirrored world

Darknesss

Engulfed moonlight
How great the darkness
Of unlit shores

Flight

The empty porch
Welcomes the few guests
Astray swallows

Hourglass

Grandmother's tomcat
Measures a day's solitude
Fading away steps

Walk

The way to her grave
Is battered by the same steps
Fast pouring raindrops

Perfume

Jasmine blossoms
Conquer a sea of green leaves
A memory's scent

Perfume

Old cemetery
Split by colorful flowers
Mixed scents of lost souls

Bubbles

A rapid rain
Calls in mourning sounds
Stones on her grave

Calling

Grandmother's voice
Still calls in mornings
Only from my dreams

Time

The time has come

The horizon mourns

The gone old day

Colors

The sound of tulips
Fighting with the wind
Rainbow-like feelings

Solitude

The vast solitude
Caught into a blue moonlight
Night's finger-pointing 

Leaves

One can find in leaves
Whole worlds departing
With the spring reborn

Contrast

The loneliness
Of knowing the truth
Thoughts' fellowship 

Bubbles

Soap bubbles rising
Over the greening branches
Blade-cutting monsters

Nudity

Pretty silhouettes
Run naked before one’s mind
Wild form-shifting thoughts