A Spontaneous Magical Faerie

Your smile warms my heart,
Your thought eases my breaths,
Your eye ignites my universe.

An art to my grey world,
A song to my silent nights,
A compass to my lost days.

The youth to my aging soul,
The end to my previous life,
The beginning to my next one.

I – Just – Can’t

These letters – simultaneously – combusted
Into blackened – ashes – once I heard you –
I heard – your crying whispers – and breaths,
Whispers – cracking the air – into fearful – tears,
The wind – to carry – your soul – now ascending,
Without consent – no chance – for my eyes –
To utter – your – last word – no place – for –
My heart – to beat – its last dance – for – you –
Return – to me – just – return – all of you – you.

Nature Talks No More

Mystical winds enveloped my breaths,
And took control over how I sang my soul,
And onto the ancient stones of a labyrinth,
I was raised into the heavens up above to
Shout cries of the earthly wonders to those
Who slowly kissed our hallow moon. And left.

The trees that fed us their roots for a revival,
Joined the ritual to dance their wisdom minds
Into our explorative souls that continued to fly
Into the depths of the seas, and to soar over the
Heights of the mountains – there I hugged the
Roots into a dance along the forest. And halted.

The nature’s musical stops at a beat that beats
The beating hearts into a shocking stop stopped
Beyond awakening – a deathly shock – bereaved
At the notion that everything is from beauty,
And hence, everything will return to beauty,
My beloved nature was cremated. And silenced.

I Am Cultural

Hold on. Pause. And take a deep breath.
Listen to the red beats of all our lives.
And wait. Be patient. And look outside.
See the yellow dust mixing with shades
Of green palettes awaiting to be stroked
For an enormous canvas. Now breathe.
And live for as long as your white smiles
Take you: over the blue seas or even at
Your own doorstep where you trembled,
Where you suffocated your old inner self,
A shock towards a culture you embraced
As a little child and chose to set it aside,
Let it shock you. Let it shock the very feet
That tried to escape a reality deemed to
Forever follow you innocently for a kiss,
And for a little hug, and request to never
Forget, so go into a huge shock so that
You will be able to return to us normal
For I am all of my past, present, future.

Breathing a Life

Torn between two dimensions,
To live a lie amongst old lovers,
And treat newly sliced wounds,
Here, now, I can’t breathe right,
Neither can I walk well nor talk,
Nor can I bright my own eyesight,
And I am torn here for over there,
The lovely change of my new life,
Pages in my own history written
For more years; abruptly ended,
To live in my own: free, for me,
Selfish, undeniably, but at least
I will be able to breathe again.

Leaving Steampunk City

Hold the fort and wait for the cavalry, they said –
Pick our side and you will see victory, they said –
And there was a time when I believed their word,
Where I stood on castles fuming all coloured trees
To ground for trebuchets to fly us out of abyss,
But day after day we painted our great walls
With smog to block our breaths into darkness,
Gates were only opened to nature’s black debris,
Resisting was I to the temptation to leave all
Behind and hammer into similar enslavement
But on a different earth, a different whisper,
Somewhere where the greyness was never the
Symbol of life and all its essence, where our
Lost souls belonged to colours lifting us out of
Abyss without any sign of fumed destruction,
So, I followed my sailing eyes to an unknown
Horizon away from all kinds of hearts of men,
So, I let go of the fort and I picked my own side.

Sigh

Sigh! The wisdom these eyes carry through
The mirror that stands before me reflects
A knackered young soul. Sigh! You probably
Noticed my deep ancient breaths smoking
Out all this world’s excitement. Sigh! If I
Have ever walked the steps towards the
Starry constellation, then many galaxies
Would only pause for a second and glare
At my daring revolution. Sigh! But since I
Have lost the ability to imitate a bouncy
Toddler, I now sit back under this colossal
Canopy to watch the world from afar. Sigh!