Monday, 2 May 2016

That Wind


That stream of wind,

Blowing so gently
Restlessly caring, 
Loving, wise, overbearing,
Looking to your soul from up,
Listening to your mind, 
Whispering secrets of the trees, 
That ancient wind, 
Taking ways from South to east,
From east to west, moving 
No borders, no obstacles in its way
No chains on his arms, 
That warm wind now, making the leaves 
Tremble, shivering in golden light,
He only as a messenger, delivered to me 
the sweet scent of your hair, 
the melting embrace of your smile, 
the sparkling glance of your eyes,
that wind came from African desert 
awaken from shells memories. 

nina n. *


Sunday, 24 January 2016

Frosted

Looking like a frosted tree 
With white frozen tentacles
My heart is glowing in me
Stretching its branches 
To your immense flames 
Fiery lake of love. 
Your fingers are away
Gently touching my mirrored face
Printed on the surface of your eyes.
Frost and fire united. 



Lavender sky II

All I know is the sense of being

Growing butterfly wings 
in the shimmering sky
I raised my head,
looking 
At the long 
autumn hair 
Of the poplar tree, 
Leaves trembling
in the cool wind 
Until my lavender hair 
wraps around
the trunk of tree,

My source of energy.


Lavender sky I


From another skies of the galaxy 
She stretches her hands above 
The universe,
She has lavender eyes 
And often when she cries
Her tears have lavender scent,
She doesn’t understand the logic
And the primitive abstractions 
Of your logic, enough for her sight 
Is the tranquility of the lavender sun, 
Without any form is her smile 
Under amethyst crystal aura 
She is waving in your world 
Prominently. 
She is my shadow unknown.



Tuesday, 29 September 2015

Silver Flame

I`m not from this world
that i know 
violets bloom on my palms
rose hips on my forehead,tulips in my heart are wrapped 
I`m not in love with you all,Above me is another sky -clear are blinking the starsof Saturn and Mars, Moons are fading away on the galaxy blankets all we are covered with mistbut some with dust of smokessome with black alcohol poisons,we breath atmosphere of gases and trample the body of sacred Earth - unknown, unaware, unconsciousuntil the next reincarnation of Maiafor me the cycle ended...I`m the face of the Moon in silver. 


Tuesday, 28 July 2015

Impression Green

I see you on the other side
Of the mirrored lake,
Your gown in green tulle
Waving on the breeze
Cloudy waters of the lake
Embrace your body,
Your reflection is shimmering
Little sun spots radiate
Your smile and face "
In symphony of green
On the other side of lake
In waving tulle I see myself.
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