Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Thursday, December 4, 2008

“I Was Invited To Attend a Masquerade...”

"…For those who wished to attend,
There were no rules to this game:
You may talk, you may ask,
You may lie or pretend,

You may sit or recline,
You may claim you know the Truth,
You may kiss, you may touch,
Be polite, inert or rude…

You may cheat, you may hurt,
You may slap someone’s face,
Others, by rule, could do the same –
Fools and fooled, we’re all in the game…

Each one of us is different under the Mask:
Vicious or shy, vulgar or kind…
Wearing masks makes us alike,
Rules are rules. At all times.

I said there were no rules,
Yet there was one:
If one has recognized the Mask,
They both must be gone…

Like Adam and Eve,
The two are dismissed without delay
From the strangest of Edens,
Bigger than life Masquerade….
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Some fifty or so years ago
I was invited to attend
A Masquerade…
I love and I hate the Game…"
November 23, 2008

Monday, December 1, 2008

“Ambiance Divine”

“Ambiance Divine”

Late November gave a little present:
One dreamy, lazy sunny day…
Sparrows’ seem warm and happy,
Enjoying their baths in sand.

Heaps of leaves are covering the grounds;
Tranquility is Nature’s menu for today:
Warmed by the Sun all is settled down,
Except for one leaf gliding in the air…

As if unseen fingers picked just one,
One of a million withered brothers,
Leaving them mute and stunned,
It …giggles and rises higher.

As if invisible lips breathed out,
Lifting one fortunate leaf,
To let it fly once more, one final round,
Before becoming wet and crippled…
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Oftentimes, blown from nowhere,
We feel our Destiny’s touch:
“Behold! Do you see that flare?”
“Go on! It’s your turn to …fly!!”
November 28, 2008

Monday, November 24, 2008

Sunday, November 23, 2008

“Heart in My Hand” - to be recorded tomorrow...

“The entire world I would hate,
If that’s the price of your love I have to pay…”
(Mikhail Lermontov)

The emptiness appeared so vast,
As vast as November skies,
As heavy as thunderous clouds
That filled my Soul and poisoned my heart…

I wanted to cry to rid my heart of sadness,
I’ve tried but tears wouldn’t come…
No words, no news only madness –
Gloom has rooted deeply in my heart…

I wish I could hold my heart in my hand,
To comfort, to sooth with warm tears,
To whisper, “Don’t hurt, please be brave…
You aren’t alone… Do not fear…”

My heart is now beating slower,
Still choking on my tears, then replied,
“If you care for me just a little,
Please don’t ever fall in love….”
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Never again I would betray my heart,
If I’m to find love, my heart will play no part…
November 23, 2008

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

“Do We Really Want..."

“Do We Really Want Time to Stop?”

I wanted Time to stop or disappear,
To feel once more the sweetest of pains…
Departure time is unavoidable and near
Goodbye, sweet love, until we meet again…

Time hasn’t stopped, it kept on flowing...
It showed neither mercy nor disgust,
It’s mute and deaf to my sincere pleading,
My present has become my past before my eyes...

Cheerless wisdom of rare rendezvous
Is that we aren’t drained, only hungered for more,
Unfinished story will go on forevermore,
We’ll love again, much harder than before…

Seeing an empty bed brings tears to my face,
Unfinished kisses, hugs, caresses,
Gentle words are sweeter from far away,
Short time we spent is double precious…
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Time didn’t stop ignoring my plea –
It ran its natural and frigid pace…
It would be possible, I guess, for Time to end
If Time itself could meet its own Death…
November 10, 2008

Friday, October 17, 2008

“Messages”

“Angels’ Messages”

I have plenty of tears to spare
If it helps to ease your pain...
I have compassion I don’t mind to share,
Just let me know if it’s needed and when...

You can count on me though a stranger –
‘Tis easy to confess to ones you’ve never met…
I am only a vessel, a messenger,
I’ll tell you what your angel asked me to relay...

I can chat all I want, catching your attention,
You may find me bothersome, strange…
My pride is not wounded, just hear the message
Your guardian Angel has sent.
August 29, 2008