Month: March 2013

This one needs no explanation just read it.

The Empty Page.

Silent through the valleys came,
Wind flowing through the just bloomed spring,
Swaying the trees teaching them a new dance,
Waking little birds and teaching them a new tune,
Oh’ seasons changed and new winds came,
Took away the thickness in the air in winter froze,
What wonderful vision to my mind comes,
Like beads in a rosary one by one I rolled,
And every fold of my heart unfolded,
Uniting everything in front of my conscience I sat,
Trying to color the silhouette the hand of nature stretched,
When every painting a thousand words speaks,
A million images in the mind of the reader a poem paints,
Looking at the silhouette the pen in my hand I took,
Then leaving the empty page upon the page the pen I laid,
Then asked “Where are you my darling model when I need you most?”.

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The first four lines of this poem was written about four days before the rest of the poem was written. After I wrote the first four lines I wrote “Gathering all your sorrows and pains in me, And I will try upon your face to see a smile,” Then for another three days I chatted with many different people. Some are hyper active perverts, some are young girls in early twenties who don’t know anything about life. Others have lived life many times over and are frozen in a period of time and they try their best to recreate those good old days again and again and again and fail again and again and again.

    Then I came to a total dead end like I said at the end of the first paragraph. Then I spoke to myself and said “There are a bunch of mother fuckers out there who makes people believe that they are the master of their own fate. They hide the fact that nothing is independent of anything everything living at this moment is linked to each other without us knowing what binds us together.” With that feeling I finished this poem. Then I said “Happiness is relative to sadness of oneself or someone else otherwise there is no meaning to life at all”.

Enjoy.

For Her Happy Smile.

There is a path I wished I walked,
That went through your heart,
Ah’ with doors sky high, closed,
Conscience laughed at my failure.

Fear, Ah’ there is fear that mocked,
The conscience dying in laughter,
Oh’ all my fear with loneliness I wrapped,
And in my soul unknown to all I hid.

Smiled O at everything I smiled,
Made many to smile along fate,
But behind every smile of mine danced,
The mockery of fear with loneliness I wrapped.

Promises O with beautiful words she promised,
But every time her promises she broke,
And every time for her forgiveness I prayed,
Locks of sky high doors locked and keys melted.

When my own conscience as a bitter enemy screams,
And my own love as a poisonous fume in soul spreads,
All your sorrows and pains in me I gather,
And will try to see upon your face, forever a happy smile.

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Statue Of Girls by George Hodan

A hard worked poem. I read it again and again mostly between the lines with the thought it is not finished, maybe this poem cannot be finished. But what is written is written. Love is like a stone thrown, it cannot be reversed. Aah’ that’s another poem.

A Birth Mark.

Darkened sky Oh’ in all horizons filled,
Frozen clouds like mountains stood,
As in the lands below snow froze,
Then a poet sang a poem looking at you.

Nature drowned in your eyes,
And filled deep into your soul,
Out from the soul flown,
Feelings filled with romantic poetry.

Ah’ those verses in the mind of a poet filled,
And your image by five sense painted,
And that image danced and danced and wrote,
Time of future second by second with every step.

Oh’ many dreams with you in mind one can weave,
But the colors of light into seven whithered.
Then every color a verse of prayer wrote,
In the essence of love of yours.

The magic of life through nature spread,
As love for you from every corner bloomed,
Even in the freeze of winter spring warmth felt,
As the warmth of your love in every corner felt

When with a soul filled with love this poet sang,
The healing power of love with love yours increased,
And every wounds of past from mind healed,
And left beauty of smiles on face as a birth mark.

Oh’ future thrived to be touched by you,
Stallions of future time like caged lions roared,
No path to future without your footsteps can unfold,
As in your love filled eyes times of future I see.

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Here is me… After forgetting it is Friday..