Kiss of transience

I look into your eyesreflecting loveThey sparkle vividlyDepth and intensityThis momentThat shall never passKissed by transienceDeath smiles gentlyNot here, not nowIntrinsic Life pouring beyond any boundaryHome and lossAmid nowhereWhere you areWhere I amIs lostAnd thereforeOne banquetThat never beganAnd never ends Transience kills youand meLeaving us ultimatelyaloneNot even split apartIt erases our marvelous love storiesand buries… Continue reading Kiss of transience

One that you are

“I am”, does it echo in your head“I am this”You just need to remember, who you areWho you really areYou are already enlightened, they sayThey must know itThey rememberedThey finally got it Echoes and more echoesYou remember voicesNames, they gave youStories, they told youAbout places you’ve beenAnd past life experiencesOrigin in the StarsYou have purposeYour… Continue reading One that you are

The End

This is the last day I see youAnd I have never seen you beforeYour reflection, sometimes light, sometimes shadow,It was always reflecting mirrors,We never metThis is the last day of youThe last day of me The world has endedit never formedA relict, that was never aliveBut vivid memoryAnd imaginationIn which we were phantoms,Seeking, chasing each… Continue reading The End

Annihilation

I’m losing itForgot my nameMy rootsThe causeWhere did it all start?Where do I begin?When what whyBelongBecome Birth, a mother’s memory, long goneDeath, dissolution that has already happenedA story, that already ended while it is toldThis present moment is ever a relic Forever chased, forever left behindFutile attempts to grasp itBut it does not existA phantom… Continue reading Annihilation

Handle

The darknessThis sacred yet feared placeNot hidden but you don’t want to see itLet alone encounter itYour eyes crave the dazzling, ecstatic lightGenerating alluring image over imageBubbles in the most beautiful, mesmerizing colorsJust may they not burst FlyingHigher and higherMore and moreClimbing up the ladderTrying to reach beyond the top of the worldA transcended, better… Continue reading Handle

Off\me

When you think of meI am a thoughtSometimes a feeling, that comes as a thoughtSometimes a thought, that comes as a feeling. I am not that.This image, created, done. I am not the words, the names that have been learned, written, imprinted, carved.Words that draw your image, your map of reality,of someone’s and something’s and… Continue reading Off\me