My lovely sister of compassion " I just need your blushed cheeks Like an apple in time of harvest To caress them as the feather Fondled by gentle wind, Don’t step back, don’t go away! Leave me just a little innocent kiss My lovely sister of memories, to refresh my blurred senses to feel the warm sun of your heart. Leave me just an innocent kiss On your honey lips, Kissed so many times by your lover To melt in your sweet nectar Endlessly longing for your look, My lovely sister of childhood, To hold you in an innocent hug As I`m your bhai from land of sugar cane Where the vast lakes merge with horizon... I want only that from you, Is my desire not innocent?
We are both not from this world, my brother of fate, my bhai my heart roaming high in the angel purple down, your eyes looking piercingly to discover mine your world is there, but both we are in the same side the same universe and sorrow of life, we are two birds in cage and wanting to fly, while our wings are bleeding my lips reflecting your thirst and need to have me, my cheeks with sign of blush adored by you as the sun, your cage is there, but we both are in the same side... Melting in my look, sweet pain of desire in you, igniting the fire and love, I`m the last saved bird with white feathers of light, yet still closed
You`ll beg me on your knees as beggar in front of statue of ice you`ll have tears in your eyes, even senseless, even so weak… and then I`ll stretch my hand of loveless fingers and cold and will wrap my white dress around you, and make you my slave.
I`m a colorful snake, Wrapped around your neck You`ll suffocate, no grasp of breath Why you didn’t understand When you see me so innocent Like a little butterfly roaming high… I`m not like that, I just drink your love Until your blood is gone and fade away.. I want to drink all you, please don’t mistake I don’t love you…and never will belong to you As I`m for my brother and myself. I`m not a girl, but water serpent… With me you play a dangerous game With no end for your addiction And long ago, my heart was frozen. The more you come closer, the more Your close to death, you poor dreamer!
The home grown chrysanthemum Wilted " it was dry from the air and sun Birds coming to my balcony are gone, I lived in other times and spaces " When I look to mirror, I recognize One little girl from porcelain.
Sun is burning fire When you come too close The heat is a red core Your blood can run So fast through days Until the rain comes And wash your fears away.
From the sky above Like feathers light fall The tears of angels In all harmony and love They protect us from danger, to be with white soul, to see the signs of flood to know the time comes and fly away from home.
The long way of my hair Creeping and craving Around your body, Wrapping around your Waist tightly, slowly, Spiraling around your Chest helplessly, growing The long way of my hair Entangled into your nerves Into your veins, arteries My long red hair with scent Of hazelnuts, roses and amber Interlaced in your heart,
into your memories forever... like the hair of “Water serpent”.
We all are children of the deserts the orange shining sun of hope, hopeful eyes in a hopeless land drawn in misery of bitter life. There in African vast dry sands, there in the jungle of elephants waterfalls are just in dreams But we all are there, with them so vulnerable, confused, alone- brown bodies without bones, We are like fish in the river thrown Struggling in labyrinth of mistakes, our aims are so near and far away, Glittering in the deserts moon light all we want is little place of peace, we want just to live in our land, not to be dying every day, foreigners of ourselves, red-faced, blood handed.
We are all blood in the caves of our sacred bodies hidden universe whispering in red and white colors.
our stars entwined shining, screaming inside of the blood together with - chromosomes liver and lung, solar plexus and stomach, whole solar system, veins nerves, blood cells painted in red, white leukocytes mixed together sugar, salt, iron magnesium and zinc; vitamins, molecules floating slowly in the organic ocean We are moving whispering universe inside, Poetry of the heart.
Illusions of the universe seem endless, hopeless dedicated to a galaxy without limits, no sense in the eyes of creation - Illusion of our space, our black hole, our stars our Sun system, our science Illusion of mind, life, death of love and existence duplication of experiments, world inside another world - all is a mirror reflecting other mirror, in which light you see another mirror, in which light you see another mirror, ...... where finally the last is your own reflection. Face with just eyes that don`t see the truth mouth that can`t speak. Self- creation.
Forgetfulness possesses me And sadness embrace me As a loving friend, I always dress in white- My chalice is slightly open For the rain, the wind And silenced space, The sound of train Passing through the valley I can hear as a song refrain I`m alone, but loneliness is joy for me, it raises my senses my energy is clean, I have all the time in the world to think, to see, to listen, understand, the depths of all until the emptiness of dream covers me.
“Wheresoever you go, go with all your heart.” ― Confucius
Protect your heart from pain, soon joy will come to you, but you cant restrain it from love your heart will broke as porcelain but then feel it again- with source of hope....
Her skin so white As made of porcelain She had little freckles Around her nose, Her hair was with color Of red melted cooper, The only you could see Her eyes melancholy In foggy rainy days "
As today she stood alone Looking from the balcony Of her little mirrored home, She felt the hiding storm Rain drops falling intensely on her little chrysanthemums her hands- stretched to touch the falling water, but then it came the hailstorm just in seconds - in the moment he came in her life to broke it, A man without a face, With sunken heart in chest He called her name , Hael, What are you doing here?? He was drunk or just so cruel with face as if of broken clay, he took her as a doll in arms, his hands radiating aggression pain and fight, he was a dark ghost made of only fire of the hell, when he slapped her gentle face he pulled her hair and tore her clothes…No cream, just a sound of broken porcelain, outside it merges with the sound of thunder inside with broken soul, a chrysanthemum, smashed by the cruelty of hails, Her eyes silent with emptiness The sky full of tears and sad, The man was drunk or maybe crazy Or maybe he was just sadistic " The storm of his concrete hands His heavy Frankenstein corpus He was already on another side, No sun was flashing in his sight… The beast of darkness, full of anger.
In the middle of the darkness A beam of light shone through The lovely Hael with reddish hair Just sighed and fainted " Little red drops on the canvas Of her life. Blood spots on The pure white of her soul. But the last sun rays brought her back the hope.
Your shape is changing " Your silhouette is curving, Merging with the ether, I`m in my water-lily-boat Wet silver sparkling wings I see you going far away Away, away with puff of wind, I see nothing but your eyes As wholes on the empty canvas Your eyes full of flames and hatred Full of lost love and pain, My heart is full of dust, I cant speak up or even shout You are there, on another shore I wanted you to stay, but You are now lost " in the mirror Of our past, our love bleeds And remains.
In the depths of your heart I`m swimming peacefully Ocean waves, deep blue shades Embrace me, sooth me, diving In a water circles of your love, Green and dark blue, azure Horizon of your stretched arms Blue and turquoise, We are entwined like two plants Water lilies roots, Swimming naked Hiding myself inside you.
