Infinite love

        Breathing gets slow Almost stopped by tick tuck of clock. We get one with wounds, touching life To learn the art of let go, Eternal replacement of wounds to flow of life. No more words, what could be invented to replace such a huge space that “ I “ has in…

Let’s die

Let’s die to all small and big emotions of unsafety, loneliness, hurt and betrayal, failure and suffering. There is no one’s fault, no image, no thought, no moment rises without being allowed, consciously or unconsciously by you. Someone wants to wake up, it feels hard to sit still, accept and let silence nurture the exhausted…

I am content

Wave after wave Love wants to fly above fulfilled flowers Blossom and praise. Life is no accident Those silent companions of night Binding her destiny intimately with roots of earth. Humans, in their noisy passion Made her to forget her sweet songs Instead words covered her innocent skin Savage lusty desires nailed her soft lips.…

Two hearts

Breaks, it breaks, the song of a caged bird inside the forgotten breeze it breaks the silence; when the anticipation of my heart runs down the narrow path of discovery, and my feeling weave a net of “don’t touch me” around my breathing. Then, I know, all the new things come into life, fertile of…

A Mouthful bite

In one mouthful bite Oranges, wild berries and apples With hint of cinnamon and chili. I sense the crossing over heart-roaded Where my life forced wide open By the voice inside. I sing my desires into simple poems, Falling from ancient walls of feelings Floating out into forever space of possibilities, Surrendering to sweet and…

New poem, autumn in memory lane

Another autumn day, Walking alone in memory lane of my dreams; Getting closer to the day My soul arrived on earth. Getting far from the taste of your lips. My beloved; tips of my fingers Are colored by ink of love Writing you endless love letters; That never be sent; never be opened. It is…

Between hands of time

Between hands of time a traveler makes small plans. What seems closer than feelings and thoughts; flee into open space of heart. To be human means Look through the soft variable edge of light land on silent gaps of a song; invisible to your eyes. The heart confused of doing nothing, helplessly circles around the…