Tuesday, February 23, 2010

just one light


you kept me in the margin
now
I cant see myself in your eyes
It became
so long
I didn't see my face
in the mirror of your eyes
some light is there
is it you
I cant move
no word ,no step
no moon
help me to move
just some star
or some light
no more your eyes
to show my face
no one is blame
who is in the mirror of your eyes?

Monday, February 22, 2010

Just like you




Is he realised how I am alone in his absent ?
you went
just like this bird
to reach your goal
but
I am hear on this land
yet standing
my goal
is you
was you
I don't know fly
my wings broken
I will be here
to hear your long story
promise me
to share
you will share the story of your fly with me
promise me
you will share
your story about
freedom
life
dream
love
happiness
adventure
I will share my story
about
pain
loneliness
tears
waiting
don't forget me during your fly.....
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Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Dare to hope


Still I feel good when I remember past
you are lucky have no place there to remind you
this road
that temple
that college
that office
that moon all
and all
bring tears in my eyes
let me tell you
in your absent
what is going on here
I stopped taking newspaper
as you are not here
I didnt give food to watchman
no food is here in your absent
neighbors cant hear my voice
there is no voice here
I kept plant out of room
they are tired of me
I don't even watch moon
there is no life here
no smile no laugh
just tears
but I dare to hope
for future
I dare to hope for tomorrow
when you come again
in my house
I will smile again..
your good boy....

winter without you

I hold the last image of you
I failed to be with you
I know how far you are
how lovely you are
how pure you are
how strong you are
but yet
I am unable to stand
I raise my head and look at God
my face is wet of my tears
just going to pray and ask for your peace
saw your childhood image
and call came
that yet you are searching
I wept ....
Here is too cold without you
winter is cruel
sun is not kind with me
My moon is not here
no one knock this door
no voice in this house
this winter without you
is going to kill me ...

Thursday, February 4, 2010

lost or fall


She left her shoes
and
followed him
maybe her shoes became tired
might she left them
as his path was holy path
maybe
she is no longer there
maybe there is no one to follow
who knows
where is she?
who bother what happened to her..

all that I lost in your absent

Her life was beautiful as these flowers
now that road,that temple,that office
that park
that garden
make her sad
where should she go
all and all are full of him
How far she has to go
to reach peace
to scape from sorrow
to start again
????

Far but still is bright

It was the time of forgetting
she never prepared for this day
hours and hours looking at sea
but she never saw arrival
just to forget her sorrow
to scape of discussion
to think
just for all not for herself
she covered her tears with
dark sun glass
that he gave her
all memory was far
so far
to catch it