I write this for you ..

I write this for you ..
I write this for you, love ... for you to know, to know something... about us
Us is a midnight blues
Us is a million miles apart...
Us is the nobody in beings
Us is the waves, the lights within the universe ... the constellation.

I write this for you, love ...
So that you know that I am always forlorn
      So that you know that I am always in tears
             So that you know that I am always in blues
                   So that you know that I am forever waiting ...

Do you know that waiting is a cold rainy day, a dark cloudy day, a moonless night ...
Do you know that this heart is not as strong as it seems to be
Do you know that this self is always longing , of what I do not fathom it
I remember this, love
This what you said, " you come to me on a summer breeze ..." like that old song of the disco era
Little that you know what those words have made me feel
I do not know how to say this, love
as if words have failed me...
what is in the soul and the heart are not easy to describe
how to utter whats deep in one's soul
how to tell to you of this tumultuous-ness deep within
where to find the words
even if I travel the world, walked the sands in the Taklamakan desert, run with the Touareg even ..
this emotions inside will never be revealed.

 I can climb the Kilimandjaro,  sail the sacred boat to Mokumanamana
I can swim with the dolphins in the Antarctic, slide the sledge with the Inuits, spend my time the rest of the sun-less nights and days in the Arctic for six long months.... but,
but,
what I feel in here , can find no words for it....

Helpless I am, indeed
Helpless against the wall ...
Shy I am indeed, this is not me ...
Who is torn between Thor and Alexander
the desire is to scream !
but, who is there left to hear..

No one , no one but me who is here: my hands are on my face; trying to hide the face, the sadness .. for a lost that can never be found or regain, here or the afterlife.
Insanity...!

why... why... why...
oh why...
why must you and I met
when only torture will emerge
why must these eyes read those words
why must these ears hear the silence of the words
why must this heart listens..
why must soulmates be found when there is no time made for them
why must I know of heaven when there is no door opened to me..
Cruel... cruel!
oh why...

...

I write this for you...
To tell you how I feel
I do not have the way
I have lost sight of the bridge
Maybe death is the answer...
for eternity to show its face...even if it is fated as such, love...
Love so true will never die, this I know

I write this for you
As eagle  flies alone.....






       

Why the long face, love?

Why the long face, love?

The night is warm... the stars are out playing in the black sky

The moon is showing its shines in that glowing crescent,

Then, why put that long face, love?

Is it because of the mist you saw this morning

spreading its grey blanket over the golden field

Is it because of that big fluffy clouds

Crawling upon your big old willow tree near the pond

bringing with it the big dark shadows 

making your eyes blinded from seeing the bees and the butterflies

There is no need for the long face, love

The world is sad as it is

The sun is piping hot as it is

The rain will come no matter what

The scirocco will blow come what may 

Put on your smile, love

Put on that fetching face, love

The one that I love so much

The one that makes my heart melt like erupted volcanoes it becomes

For I have not seen it for a long long time, love

You can say that I missed that smile that fetching face like Shah Jehan missing his Mumtaz 

And the waiting is like Adam searching for Eve and met at last near the Hill of  Rahmah

Or do you wish the meeting at the Mount of Mercy, love?

Come love

Put off that long face

Come love

Bring on the rainbows 

Rainbows that showed in pairs in Rotorua's dreamy forest

Even in rain the sun will shine

Even in darkness the moon will shine

Why the long face, love?

Delight and Joy

I'm elated !  I read today of words that come from man of statue who is often in blue and red


I'm elated!  That I have tears in my eyes rolling on my cheeks


I'm elated!  The words of wisdom, of love, of courage, of visions, of dreams that give so much 


so deep in meaning and purpose


to someone so ordinary


I'm touched! By the looks on his face; by the smile on his face; by the curves on his lips 


I'm lost ... 


I am now drowning in his words ... his words of Red seas. 

Time In Space

If there is time
in space
meant to be
for the one
who builds
gardens of the souls
then there will be
a time to be
forever one
for
those
who loved.

Roses are Red, My Love ...

Once upon a time
I asked you
Why are you angry , still ...
And you said,
No, I am not angry
But I said,
Yes , you are angry
You said again
I am not angry, I am happy
I said, I don't believe you ...
You asked , why ...
I answered , because you are
in Red ...
You replied,
Red is not anger
I said,
Red is anger
to me...

Now, I ask you again
Why are you in Red ?