No Strings Attached
Our little wooden cottage was set up on the coast of the Summer Vacay, not very far from the sea. A walk with grandpa, enjoying the tranquility and warmth of the evening in silence forced a lot of questions in…
Dawn of a Dove
Chirping hummingbirds with wriggling flies, Dancing butterflies to carefree crows, blossoming florets and awaken shrubs, They wonder, they ponder dazed in a maze Where have all the chaos vanished, woes wandered, worries surrendered No toxic mist neither urban rushes,…
Over the hills, Along the shore.
Virescent lines drawing curves of hills I worship every time I recall her figure, Douglas firs aligned Rivet memories from our first kiss How dry cracks on her lips Touched mine, As we spooned. Hot wind mixed with salt The…
I Will Stop Loving You
When the sun doesn’t shine And dreams are no longer mine When hopes run out And volcanoes no longer shout When all the oceans become dry And you count all the stars in the sky When all the trees’…
Nightscape
Fog horns sound though air soaked in blackness. All evening long listening to hiss of trucks, cars. Shadows brush across walls as trees trace their branches. Gathering and waving together then swaying apart. While I sleep, stars…
In This Godforsaken City
The sole meaning of life is to serve humanity. ― Leo Tolstoy We live here. In this city. A Godforsaken one. We live in wooden houses, brick ones, painted building, muddy cottages. We live in owned mansions—we also…
Winter Warriors
I have examined the night sky. Seen appear the moon, stars, and meteors. During winter’s freeze, Orion, lost in Crete, stands tall, his belt tight, against his waist, hosting the seven sisters , glowing, – Pleiades, bright. And to the…
The Fire
In the cooling air of the lingering dusk, the flames from the fire-pit clawed higher The steps to the wood-rack, heavy and slow, retrieving more fuel for the pyre Each log, as it’s placed, sends bright sparks in the…
To My Brother In Heaven
Dear Brother, Some may say it is unwise of me to write a letter to you when you are somewhere this letter cannot reach, but there are things I want to tell you, show you and talk to you about.…
Feeling Comfortable in Your Skin
I tell myself, the moon will rise from darkness. – Mahmoud Darwish Everybody around including near/dear ones, are concerned for your well-being. Unless, however, any apparent physical symptoms are visible, hardly anyone would reach out to inquire about…
Black Hole
She was created the day two stars collided. Her kiss was black and beautiful. She used to say, love was like smoke and fire which filled her lungs, deadly yet meaningless. In the moment of his death, he…
Ravens
Like a geek, a fancy of being blacklisted as they create the fluky of the flight as they target silos, higher heaven of eaves how they catch sight of daystar Ravens, the recent craze the role-model “Cageless” among chicks …
Travel in Daydreams
I travel the world in daydreams. I become someone else sometimes. I live to a ripe old age and then I become myself completely satisfied. I follow no one. It is the only way to feel free. Traveling in daydreams…
The Myth of Stars
If the stars Do not exist on earth Both day and night will be so bright And they will lose Their values. So they travel so far To the sky So that we will only see them In darkness And…
Sungazing
I lay down on a sun warmed patch of grass upon a hill, And looking up to cloud-flecked blue, it seemed that time stood still. The radiating warmth had wrapped my form in breezeless air, My eyes closed quite unconsciously,…