Your sight in morning
Fills my heart with deepest joy
The tea cup is empty.
Tuesday, February 17, 2015
Sunday, February 15, 2015
Broken Wings
to Sophia, the godess of wisdom
A dream was her life to conquer the sky,
That's what she wished and wanted to try,
Burned of desire her soul, boiling slow,
Was tempted to dive into unknown.
She heard thousand stories about her kind -
How they become gods by power of mind,
Raised from dirt they reached the skies,
Accepted by gods, beholding the holy prize.
All these legends must have some truth
Why would be further retold to the youth?
Why would be kept in those golden books?
She read them herself, felt their hooks!
But how can a mortal be like the gods,
Taste the heavenly nectar given by lords?
How could they rise above a condition?
There must be a way! It was her conviction…
There must be something hidden inside,
A power that hidden from eyes would abide!
Is it in heart, in soul, encrypted in mind?
By all price that’s what I need to find!
Head full of questions close to a burst,
Driven by knowing deep was the thirst!
She set in her room kindled by the fire
That sprung from her deepest desire.
She took her head sunken deep in arms -
Have to succeed, no matter the harms!
No matter how wrong was the daring,
I can't live like this, a flake in its bearing!
***
Thousands of times had the sun shined above,
Her desire grew as deep as her love;
She loved those books, part of her soul
Became those writings an image of all.
From thought to thought she stepped ahead
Transcending feelings and their thread,
She learned to step in the crops of time
Moving from past to a new paradigm.
She built a new mind, she grew in her soul,
She brought her own nature under control,
She felt prepared for the ultimate attempt;
There was no fear, no hidden preempt!
She looked at the sky and aimed in her thought,
Spreading her wings in the sacred ought,
Feeling the wind molding with desire
Gathered momentum and sprung as fire.
With all the power she flew to the sky -
All she wanted was to succeed or die;
She spanned more her wings spirited high,
Above all majestic in her foolhardy fly.
Seconds were minutes, minutes were hours,
The higher the flight the fewer her powers,
The closer she felt the denser the air,
It felt more than a being ever could bear!
She felt the hot air breaking her lungs
Spreading inside in thousand tongues,
One by one they were spearing her being,
Suddenly the eyes on tear sting.
Stun was her mind, eyes become blurry,
No able to move she felt first the fury,
Then the abyss opening from inside,
The spin down – at least she tried!
Resented while falling down to the earth
She tried to be calm, to temper her breath,
The fires were there, but somehow afar,
With the last vim spread her wings far…
She felt the crush as never she felt,
Fainted in there; with time pain melt,
Melt in her mind together with grief;
Even she failed, she had still belief!
***
The heavens have heard mortal’s crush,
Something has changed, hear the rush:
A mortal have tried against the odds
To become one of us, almighty gods?
Who is this mortal to think that he can
To enter the palace, the heavens’ den?
You could hear the hundreds in voice
Annoyed asking for the ultimate price.
It is a she, foolish but wise in her kind,
Nobody since ages have tried to find
More meaning to life, more love for stars,
Look at her aims, look at her scars!
Are you forgetting? We were mortals as she
She’s more alive than we’ll ever be!
And thus an old god has wisely spoke,
The rumors stopped as thunder stroke.
Looking the mortal the god made his appeal:
You followed a dream, someday might be real!
Broken your wings but pure the heart.
Hard was the lesson, hard from the start…
Stand up and continue your strive,
Heal yours wounds, live, revive!
You’ll find someday your place above,
There’s so much strength in pure love!
The mortal stood, kneeling down,
She felt the burden of her crown,
She had her answer, she had her quest,
And now it’s time to heal, to rest…
She steps on her feet, still feeling the strain,
With every step accepting the pain
Of a fallen angel walking the earth,
Carrying a burden owned from her birth.
A dream was her life to conquer the sky,
That's what she wished and wanted to try,
Burned of desire her soul, boiling slow,
Was tempted to dive into unknown.
She heard thousand stories about her kind -
How they become gods by power of mind,
Raised from dirt they reached the skies,
Accepted by gods, beholding the holy prize.
All these legends must have some truth
Why would be further retold to the youth?
Why would be kept in those golden books?
She read them herself, felt their hooks!
But how can a mortal be like the gods,
Taste the heavenly nectar given by lords?
How could they rise above a condition?
There must be a way! It was her conviction…
There must be something hidden inside,
A power that hidden from eyes would abide!
Is it in heart, in soul, encrypted in mind?
By all price that’s what I need to find!
Head full of questions close to a burst,
Driven by knowing deep was the thirst!
She set in her room kindled by the fire
That sprung from her deepest desire.
She took her head sunken deep in arms -
Have to succeed, no matter the harms!
No matter how wrong was the daring,
I can't live like this, a flake in its bearing!
***
Thousands of times had the sun shined above,
Her desire grew as deep as her love;
She loved those books, part of her soul
Became those writings an image of all.
From thought to thought she stepped ahead
Transcending feelings and their thread,
She learned to step in the crops of time
Moving from past to a new paradigm.
She built a new mind, she grew in her soul,
She brought her own nature under control,
She felt prepared for the ultimate attempt;
There was no fear, no hidden preempt!
She looked at the sky and aimed in her thought,
Spreading her wings in the sacred ought,
Feeling the wind molding with desire
Gathered momentum and sprung as fire.
With all the power she flew to the sky -
All she wanted was to succeed or die;
She spanned more her wings spirited high,
Above all majestic in her foolhardy fly.
Seconds were minutes, minutes were hours,
The higher the flight the fewer her powers,
The closer she felt the denser the air,
It felt more than a being ever could bear!
She felt the hot air breaking her lungs
Spreading inside in thousand tongues,
One by one they were spearing her being,
Suddenly the eyes on tear sting.
Stun was her mind, eyes become blurry,
No able to move she felt first the fury,
Then the abyss opening from inside,
The spin down – at least she tried!
Resented while falling down to the earth
She tried to be calm, to temper her breath,
The fires were there, but somehow afar,
With the last vim spread her wings far…
She felt the crush as never she felt,
Fainted in there; with time pain melt,
Melt in her mind together with grief;
Even she failed, she had still belief!
***
The heavens have heard mortal’s crush,
Something has changed, hear the rush:
A mortal have tried against the odds
To become one of us, almighty gods?
Who is this mortal to think that he can
To enter the palace, the heavens’ den?
You could hear the hundreds in voice
Annoyed asking for the ultimate price.
It is a she, foolish but wise in her kind,
Nobody since ages have tried to find
More meaning to life, more love for stars,
Look at her aims, look at her scars!
Are you forgetting? We were mortals as she
She’s more alive than we’ll ever be!
And thus an old god has wisely spoke,
The rumors stopped as thunder stroke.
Looking the mortal the god made his appeal:
You followed a dream, someday might be real!
Broken your wings but pure the heart.
Hard was the lesson, hard from the start…
Stand up and continue your strive,
Heal yours wounds, live, revive!
You’ll find someday your place above,
There’s so much strength in pure love!
The mortal stood, kneeling down,
She felt the burden of her crown,
She had her answer, she had her quest,
And now it’s time to heal, to rest…
She steps on her feet, still feeling the strain,
With every step accepting the pain
Of a fallen angel walking the earth,
Carrying a burden owned from her birth.
Wednesday, February 11, 2015
A Midnight’s Enigma
I see her sometimes in my dreams
Arising from a stream of whims,
Metamorphosing in my thought,
Is really she, or just the ought?!
Alive, a ghost from known realms,
Steps in the air, her voice calms
As calls in mid of night my name,
Igniting somehow an old flame.
I hear the sounds, clear, sweet,
On my heart’s language as they speak,
They touch a chord, forgotten one,
I feel my thoughts in their run.
Aroused, my mind plays tricks on me!
Or maybe of love’s sinful alchemy;
My eyes are blurred, my spirit high,
Miles away from earth I fly…
She’s near now, her rhythmic breath
Approaches mine, her mild caress
Branches the thoughts; they come back,
They crouch and then attack!
Her touch, I feel it on my skin,
A sudden heat, all from within,
Heals wounds, long forgotten now -
Eternities in touches fluid flow.
Smile after smile enlights my eyes,
From hell I found the paradise;
I want to froze that image deep,
So I can feel it beyond sleep!
It’s just a dream, an echo sounds,
From mind to heart, deeply bounds
A heart feeding on drunk desires,
The wave appeases thousand fires.
I hung to dream, I crave for her,
The image shades in night’s blur -
I try to grab each patch of air,
That holds her image in ether.
I wake up, feeling drowned,
In empty space I sense around,
The waves of sorrow and delight
Still pondered in morning’s sight.
Arising from a stream of whims,
Metamorphosing in my thought,
Is really she, or just the ought?!
Alive, a ghost from known realms,
Steps in the air, her voice calms
As calls in mid of night my name,
Igniting somehow an old flame.
I hear the sounds, clear, sweet,
On my heart’s language as they speak,
They touch a chord, forgotten one,
I feel my thoughts in their run.
Aroused, my mind plays tricks on me!
Or maybe of love’s sinful alchemy;
My eyes are blurred, my spirit high,
Miles away from earth I fly…
She’s near now, her rhythmic breath
Approaches mine, her mild caress
Branches the thoughts; they come back,
They crouch and then attack!
Her touch, I feel it on my skin,
A sudden heat, all from within,
Heals wounds, long forgotten now -
Eternities in touches fluid flow.
Smile after smile enlights my eyes,
From hell I found the paradise;
I want to froze that image deep,
So I can feel it beyond sleep!
It’s just a dream, an echo sounds,
From mind to heart, deeply bounds
A heart feeding on drunk desires,
The wave appeases thousand fires.
I hung to dream, I crave for her,
The image shades in night’s blur -
I try to grab each patch of air,
That holds her image in ether.
I wake up, feeling drowned,
In empty space I sense around,
The waves of sorrow and delight
Still pondered in morning’s sight.
Sunday, December 28, 2014
Dor de tine
Mi-e
dor de chipul tău
crăiasă,
În pași de dans să-l simt zâmbind;
Îmi faci clipa mai frumoasă,
Când în gând mi te cuprind…
Îți simt privirea îmbietor de caldă,
Un tremur îmi încearcă subit simțirea,
Și printre note un gest stângaci îmi scapă
Și-mi las pe chipu-ți s-alunece privirea.
Îmi ești departe dar atât de-aproape,
Te simt în a zilei năprasnică iarnă -
Sărutu-ți cald alintă a mele pleoape,
Și-n zbor alină rană după rană.
Te-mbrățișez și nu-ți dau pace,
Până nu-mi șoptești cuvinte de iubire,
Îți răspund în gesturi largi, stângace,
Mi-alint dorul în a ochilor sclipire.
Vântul se-ncearcă afară în șarade,
Mă uit pe cer și știu că undeva anume,
Printre a zilei noi de an petarde,
Un gând poartă pe aripi al meu nume.
În pași de dans să-l simt zâmbind;
Îmi faci clipa mai frumoasă,
Când în gând mi te cuprind…
Îți simt privirea îmbietor de caldă,
Un tremur îmi încearcă subit simțirea,
Și printre note un gest stângaci îmi scapă
Și-mi las pe chipu-ți s-alunece privirea.
Îmi ești departe dar atât de-aproape,
Te simt în a zilei năprasnică iarnă -
Sărutu-ți cald alintă a mele pleoape,
Și-n zbor alină rană după rană.
Te-mbrățișez și nu-ți dau pace,
Până nu-mi șoptești cuvinte de iubire,
Îți răspund în gesturi largi, stângace,
Mi-alint dorul în a ochilor sclipire.
Vântul se-ncearcă afară în șarade,
Mă uit pe cer și știu că undeva anume,
Printre a zilei noi de an petarde,
Un gând poartă pe aripi al meu nume.
Sunday, December 14, 2014
Warriors of Light
Where is light there is some dark -
It is there, you feel its spark,
Fighting light behind the vail,
By all means has to prevail!
You feel the dark, its soundless depth,
An abyss feeding on your wrath,
On threads of feelings, stems of hate,
If not aware, they seal your fate!
You feel as eats you from inside
Bad and good, as they collide,
In circle of life, from ages fight
For what is wrong, for what is right!
In darkest days we search for light
In words of wisdom, full of might,
They light a candle in the night,
Full of meanings and insight!
We pray for peace of our soul,
We learn the strength, self-control,
Accept the shadows of the past,
All the weakness that they cast!
By breath we purify the mind,
With it we light the paths we find,
We learn to love what’s not to love,
From our depth and from above!
We embrace fate in darkest nights,
We deeply kneel, as faithful knights,
We serve the light, what’s ever right,
As peaceful warriors we fight!
It is there, you feel its spark,
Fighting light behind the vail,
By all means has to prevail!
You feel the dark, its soundless depth,
An abyss feeding on your wrath,
On threads of feelings, stems of hate,
If not aware, they seal your fate!
You feel as eats you from inside
Bad and good, as they collide,
In circle of life, from ages fight
For what is wrong, for what is right!
In darkest days we search for light
In words of wisdom, full of might,
They light a candle in the night,
Full of meanings and insight!
We pray for peace of our soul,
We learn the strength, self-control,
Accept the shadows of the past,
All the weakness that they cast!
By breath we purify the mind,
With it we light the paths we find,
We learn to love what’s not to love,
From our depth and from above!
We embrace fate in darkest nights,
We deeply kneel, as faithful knights,
We serve the light, what’s ever right,
As peaceful warriors we fight!
Monday, December 01, 2014
About Love
Gaze inside your hardened heart
Under the deep scars of life
You'll find the seeds of love
Lurking their way to light!
Look inside, under the known,
Dive deep from mark to mark,
Be gentle and learn seeds grow,
With your smile’s candid spark!
Accept your scars and nurture
With the light you find within,
Make more room for future -
Lose the weights of any sin!
Bathe your love in souls’ stream
Find one to be anchored within,
Float together in life’s venture –
Make love long-lasting adventure!
Discover and nourish new senses -
What keeps you together, even apart,
Build bridges over those fences -
Barriers should perish by light!
Cherish each moment that bounds,
Feel your love from the grounds,
Spread its light to old, to youth -
Help others find their truth!
And if ever life drifts you apart
Transmute love, a new start
When time has come will grow,
Live, love and go with the flow!
Under the deep scars of life
You'll find the seeds of love
Lurking their way to light!
Look inside, under the known,
Dive deep from mark to mark,
Be gentle and learn seeds grow,
With your smile’s candid spark!
Accept your scars and nurture
With the light you find within,
Make more room for future -
Lose the weights of any sin!
Bathe your love in souls’ stream
Find one to be anchored within,
Float together in life’s venture –
Make love long-lasting adventure!
Discover and nourish new senses -
What keeps you together, even apart,
Build bridges over those fences -
Barriers should perish by light!
Cherish each moment that bounds,
Feel your love from the grounds,
Spread its light to old, to youth -
Help others find their truth!
And if ever life drifts you apart
Transmute love, a new start
When time has come will grow,
Live, love and go with the flow!
Dor de casă
În struna de lăută îmi înecai amorul
Pribeag, pierdut de lume îmi duc dorul
Un vechi pahar îmi însmierește zborul
Și vinul îmi șoptește, bată-l dorul!
Și lăutarul cântă dulce-n al meu grai,
O strigătură - un colțișor gândit de rai;
Sorb cu năsaț, cuvintele-n alai,
Privind aievea un colțișor de plai.
Lăuta răsună cald în auzuri,
Amintirile curg, râuri, gânduri
Se așează printre struguri
În ale zilei reci amurguri.
Închin paharul către cer, sihastru,
Mă oglindesc adânc în cel albastru,
Și gândul îmi zburdă măiastru,
Spre-un colțișor de plai, ilustru.
Pribeag, pierdut de lume îmi duc dorul
Un vechi pahar îmi însmierește zborul
Și vinul îmi șoptește, bată-l dorul!
Și lăutarul cântă dulce-n al meu grai,
O strigătură - un colțișor gândit de rai;
Sorb cu năsaț, cuvintele-n alai,
Privind aievea un colțișor de plai.
Lăuta răsună cald în auzuri,
Amintirile curg, râuri, gânduri
Se așează printre struguri
În ale zilei reci amurguri.
Închin paharul către cer, sihastru,
Mă oglindesc adânc în cel albastru,
Și gândul îmi zburdă măiastru,
Spre-un colțișor de plai, ilustru.
Sunday, November 16, 2014
Ripples in a Cup of Tea
Gazing in an half-empty cup of tea
I found somehow the harmony -
The more I spilled, the more I got,
My cup filled thought with thought.
I sip the tea, enjoy the being moment -
I feel its warmth, I seek its scent;
The thoughts come fluid in a wave,
Each sip has meanings that I gave.
A pause, a fluent long pause,
Between the sips the moments froze -
A thought arose has disappeared,
I sensed its trace, its shadow reared.
The drops ripple in the cup I hold
Back and forth they patterns mold -
The waves grow deeper in my mind,
New meanings times new paths I find.
The cup is empty long for now;
Before my master I deeply bow -
The mind bows deeper in consent,
And there's nothing, just the bent.
I found somehow the harmony -
The more I spilled, the more I got,
My cup filled thought with thought.
I sip the tea, enjoy the being moment -
I feel its warmth, I seek its scent;
The thoughts come fluid in a wave,
Each sip has meanings that I gave.
A pause, a fluent long pause,
Between the sips the moments froze -
A thought arose has disappeared,
I sensed its trace, its shadow reared.
The drops ripple in the cup I hold
Back and forth they patterns mold -
The waves grow deeper in my mind,
New meanings times new paths I find.
The cup is empty long for now;
Before my master I deeply bow -
The mind bows deeper in consent,
And there's nothing, just the bent.
Sunday, November 09, 2014
The Rose
The winter came to us again -
You feel its breath in every den,
And burning for the sake of men
The fire fights since long its reign.
Outside the frost from all has bitten,
The flowers’ destiny is thus written –
With every trice a humble soul
Will find its way into the all.
As the light descends into the dark,
A candid rose shown its spark,
At first a pale red entrusts the light,
Then it turns from pale to bright.
I run outside to see myself the show,
How the petals in moon’s light glow;
I wonder its strength to live a life,
Short, above all of beauty rife.
I light a fire in the night’s dark cold,
Its life in mind I can behold;
Is it the fire or the lonely rose,
That melts my heart into the froze?
The rose - splendid in its fought,
Spreads its wings in its ought
Of feeling life deep in its veins -
Between the stars its life pertains.
I closed my eyes and took a shot,
I froze the rose deep in my thought,
From time to time a tea I sip,
Breaks the silence, stillness, deep.
My eyes reflect for long the rose,
Until the dawns in sky arose,
I wake up cold but warm inside -
Death and life in bluest sky collide.
I move refreshed from dawns to life,
The cold still pierces as a knife,
But as I close my eyes I see,
The splendid rose, alive and free.
You feel its breath in every den,
And burning for the sake of men
The fire fights since long its reign.
Outside the frost from all has bitten,
The flowers’ destiny is thus written –
With every trice a humble soul
Will find its way into the all.
As the light descends into the dark,
A candid rose shown its spark,
At first a pale red entrusts the light,
Then it turns from pale to bright.
I run outside to see myself the show,
How the petals in moon’s light glow;
I wonder its strength to live a life,
Short, above all of beauty rife.
I light a fire in the night’s dark cold,
Its life in mind I can behold;
Is it the fire or the lonely rose,
That melts my heart into the froze?
The rose - splendid in its fought,
Spreads its wings in its ought
Of feeling life deep in its veins -
Between the stars its life pertains.
I closed my eyes and took a shot,
I froze the rose deep in my thought,
From time to time a tea I sip,
Breaks the silence, stillness, deep.
My eyes reflect for long the rose,
Until the dawns in sky arose,
I wake up cold but warm inside -
Death and life in bluest sky collide.
I move refreshed from dawns to life,
The cold still pierces as a knife,
But as I close my eyes I see,
The splendid rose, alive and free.
Saturday, October 25, 2014
Nowadays Revolutions
Rebel the thought, rebel the mind,
Rebel the world that I find -
Revolutions shatter the time and space
Borders are broken in the wild race
People change, all world is change,
The space was never more dense -
Connected but lonely we sense!
Senses are broken, senses ignored,
Between pretenses another world's bore,
Boredom enslaves the poor minds
Souls transgressed by their finds,
Spiritual drawn in material, naked,
Its values but ashes from tainted smoke -
Richer we are but forever broke!
Rebel the world that I find -
Revolutions shatter the time and space
Borders are broken in the wild race
People change, all world is change,
The space was never more dense -
Connected but lonely we sense!
Senses are broken, senses ignored,
Between pretenses another world's bore,
Boredom enslaves the poor minds
Souls transgressed by their finds,
Spiritual drawn in material, naked,
Its values but ashes from tainted smoke -
Richer we are but forever broke!
Romance is Dead
How much I loved a thought of love
Candid in whisper came from above!
I longed its touch in middle night,
To spread its wings of light.
I waited for a sign in vain,
For a smile that never came,
I longed for her in every sense,
Just candored love, and no pretense.
The years gone one by one,
Alone in thoughts under the sun,
Have left a shadow of contempt,
Of lost words never remeant.
My heart has felt the weight of time,
My soul is laying on a shrine,
Images of love gone one by one,
Feelings for long forgotten, gone.
The romance is dead… or maybe not,
I see its shadows in each thought,
And where is dark there’s some light -
The hope has strength and might.
Candid in whisper came from above!
I longed its touch in middle night,
To spread its wings of light.
I waited for a sign in vain,
For a smile that never came,
I longed for her in every sense,
Just candored love, and no pretense.
The years gone one by one,
Alone in thoughts under the sun,
Have left a shadow of contempt,
Of lost words never remeant.
My heart has felt the weight of time,
My soul is laying on a shrine,
Images of love gone one by one,
Feelings for long forgotten, gone.
The romance is dead… or maybe not,
I see its shadows in each thought,
And where is dark there’s some light -
The hope has strength and might.
Graffiti
Graffiti -
Meaningless meaning
Overdressed as wisdom.
Wisdom -
A drop of meaning
In the ocean of knowledge.
Knowledge -
The illusion of meaning
Withdrawn from information.
Information -
Spikes of meaning
Shadowing the icebergs of data.
Data -
Sketched meaning
On timeless paper of life.
Life -
Continuous endeavor
In the search of meaning.
Meaning -
Expression of thoughts
In random graffiti.
Meaningless meaning
Overdressed as wisdom.
Wisdom -
A drop of meaning
In the ocean of knowledge.
Knowledge -
The illusion of meaning
Withdrawn from information.
Information -
Spikes of meaning
Shadowing the icebergs of data.
Data -
Sketched meaning
On timeless paper of life.
Life -
Continuous endeavor
In the search of meaning.
Meaning -
Expression of thoughts
In random graffiti.
The Rock Dancer
Emphatic in movements
She draws in the air
Thin lines of beauty.
Loving the music
Is she defining
Seconds of stillness;
Alive in the rhythms
Born with each moment,
Experiences the life.
Embracing the music,
Thus is her life,
Highway of feelings.
She draws in the air
Thin lines of beauty.
Loving the music
Is she defining
Seconds of stillness;
Alive in the rhythms
Born with each moment,
Experiences the life.
Embracing the music,
Thus is her life,
Highway of feelings.
Sunday, October 19, 2014
Remembrance – Immature Verses
I touch your face like in a dream -
Forgetting myself on your skin -
I feel no time, just your face,
High of love, full of grace.
I feel your smile as it caresses,
My hand, my heart, my senses -
Naked they are under your touch,
Feel themselves like in a clutch.
You let yourself into embrace,
I feel your heart caught in a race
With thoughts, with senses full of joy,
I melt myself like an alloy.
Your lips in rush to follow mine,
Sound on my skin, your touch divine,
Your eyes just deepen in the night
Sensing the world in its delight.
I wonder you in every art
As I become from you a part;
I lose myself into your eyes,
And lost I am trice by trice.
………………………………………..
I wake up in darkness, night,
I look for you, I search for light,
I feel your scent floating around,
No shadow, I lack a sound.
I dreamed?! It felt so real!
Alone, deceived, the cold, the still,
I rebel myself against the thought -
I felt your candid love, or not?
I fell asleep thinking of you -
Just wishing for your sight anew;
As night is conquered by the light,
I feel your warmth, it feels right.
…………………………………………
A sound invades my morning sleep -
I hear your heart, your laughter, deep,
I feel your hands around my face,
Your touch, comforting in its brace.
It is so real – is it you? I bear a thought -
I was alone, or was I not?
I dear to glimpse the light of day,
And there is you, I hear you say:
You missed me darling? I was gone,
Not long I hope, I had to run,
Your birthday cake delays no wait,
Wake up, is kind of late!
I felt your kiss, I was relieved -
Was not a dream, as I believed!
I kissed you back in an embrace -
You are my gift, my heart’s grace!
Forgetting myself on your skin -
I feel no time, just your face,
High of love, full of grace.
I feel your smile as it caresses,
My hand, my heart, my senses -
Naked they are under your touch,
Feel themselves like in a clutch.
You let yourself into embrace,
I feel your heart caught in a race
With thoughts, with senses full of joy,
I melt myself like an alloy.
Your lips in rush to follow mine,
Sound on my skin, your touch divine,
Your eyes just deepen in the night
Sensing the world in its delight.
I wonder you in every art
As I become from you a part;
I lose myself into your eyes,
And lost I am trice by trice.
………………………………………..
I wake up in darkness, night,
I look for you, I search for light,
I feel your scent floating around,
No shadow, I lack a sound.
I dreamed?! It felt so real!
Alone, deceived, the cold, the still,
I rebel myself against the thought -
I felt your candid love, or not?
I fell asleep thinking of you -
Just wishing for your sight anew;
As night is conquered by the light,
I feel your warmth, it feels right.
…………………………………………
A sound invades my morning sleep -
I hear your heart, your laughter, deep,
I feel your hands around my face,
Your touch, comforting in its brace.
It is so real – is it you? I bear a thought -
I was alone, or was I not?
I dear to glimpse the light of day,
And there is you, I hear you say:
You missed me darling? I was gone,
Not long I hope, I had to run,
Your birthday cake delays no wait,
Wake up, is kind of late!
I felt your kiss, I was relieved -
Was not a dream, as I believed!
I kissed you back in an embrace -
You are my gift, my heart’s grace!
Wednesday, October 08, 2014
Deep There
Deep there within the universe
There's a soul akin,
Completing you in every sense -
In darkness, light, sublime.
Deep there you'll meet someday the one,
You'll feel, forget, and feel again,
You'll love and stop into the run -
Content with sun and rain.
Deep there between the clouds of stars
You'll find a place called home,
You'll build your time under quasars -
Your space, your heart, your dome.
There's a soul akin,
Completing you in every sense -
In darkness, light, sublime.
Deep there you'll meet someday the one,
You'll feel, forget, and feel again,
You'll love and stop into the run -
Content with sun and rain.
Deep there between the clouds of stars
You'll find a place called home,
You'll build your time under quasars -
Your space, your heart, your dome.
Sunday, September 14, 2014
The Traveler
Lost between many worlds
And belonging to none,
That's the punishment
Of being a traveler.
I travel those worlds
And the space in between,
Searching for my self
And finding none.
I long for companion
On the roads I take,
I long for wisdom
Chasing my own faith;
My longings keep me awake,
My hardship gives me no brake,
I go with the flow,
The past left behind;
Enjoying the moment I find,
I embrace it and mold it,
My teacher becomes -
The world becomes mine.
And belonging to none,
That's the punishment
Of being a traveler.
I travel those worlds
And the space in between,
Searching for my self
And finding none.
I long for companion
On the roads I take,
I long for wisdom
Chasing my own faith;
My longings keep me awake,
My hardship gives me no brake,
I go with the flow,
The past left behind;
Enjoying the moment I find,
I embrace it and mold it,
My teacher becomes -
The world becomes mine.
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