Sunday, December 5, 2010

Looking at the weeping willow

As I was looking at the weeping willow,
I realized that I was entirely to blame,
Unlike the poor thing in front of me standing,
I do not have roots to keep me exactly the same.
I should not stand in one place forever,
Who knows what the road tomorrow will bring,
Run straightaway and try to discover,
How again to be able to laugh, dance, sing.
But instead, I wandered lonely as a cloud,
Making my way through the sea of nothingness,
Rambling everyday in constant pursuit,
Of hopefully finding the right address.

Monday, November 29, 2010


I see a mysterious, distant, unknown land.

I see myself standing motionless;
I see you running away.

I see myself howling aloud;
I see your ears not listening,

I see myself there eternally;
I see you there for a day.

I see myself wanting to get away;
I see a memory of you that is not letting me.

I see us-me holding hands with a memory of you,
walking together, taking chances.

I see myself not being able to take any chance,
I see myself not possessing the memory no more.

I see the memory-possessing me entirely.

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

You are the stars

Oh, my dear morning star,
you came so unexpected;
Oh, my dear evening star,
you left me on this path misdirected;
Oh, my dear blazing star,
you filled my eyes with your lightness;
Oh, my dear falling star,
you disappeared with your brightness;
Oh, my dear guiding star,
you became my inspiration;
Oh, my dear polar star,
you still shine with your sensation.

Monday, November 15, 2010

If only...

If only I could say that I do not care,
But I do care, I wanna know,
Are you alone in a crowded room,
Or you hold another hand in yours;
If only I could somehow find out,
Am I the one that got away...

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Delightful lines

(Conor Oberst)
"Lately I've been wishing I had one desire
Something that would make me never want another
Something that would make it so that nothing matters
All would be clear then..."
(Bright Eyes-A Perfect Sonnet)

Everybody should wish for that kind of desire...I know I am.

I Never...

I never looked at the sky with such a delight,
but then he was beside me.

I never listened the waves with such curiosity,
but then we were near the sea.

 I never thought that a falling star can make a wish come true,
but then I realized I was wrong.

I never thought that I could love a stranger,
and now I'm reminded of him by every song.


Why do you still live in my poems?
What are you doing in my land of dreams?
Why did we meet on that damn voyage?
Why your face in my mind still gleams?

I wish I could find a brand new start,
and you from this nightmare disappear;
Be happy even though we are apart,
and never again have this fear.

Until that day I wait for so long comes,
everyday my heart about you will write;
I don't care what of this words becomes,
as long as I still remember that night.

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Wisdom from The Wise

"Truth is so rare that it is delightful to tell it."                                                       (Emily Dickinson)


I remember... 

Every second, every instant, every moment;
every motion, every movement, every occurrence;
every touch, every sense, every breath;
every look, every taste, every smell; 

I also remember...

Every problem, every struggle, every dilemma;
Every worry, every pain, every vexation;
Every falter, every indecision, every hesitation;
Every surrender, every shrug, every resignation.

I remember everything. 

The dream I see in your eyes

I see a dream in your eyes;
Deep, strong, promising;
Wandering like a ghost;
Lost, blind, mute;
Searching for directions;
And it does not know;
How to find it's way;
And it does not know;
How to see it;
And it does not know;
How to hear it;
And it does not know;
How to feel it;
Standing still;
Like a statue;
With no movement;
But hands full of hope.