Of Storms, of Deaths and of Healing

Old breezes,

wet my feet.

New twigs,

bloom.

Residue

Memories drift

like the tiny seashells

we once played with

on shores of time.

That Never Leaves

Hold me ceaselessly

as I drown in time.

Clock

The 2 a.m. of my soul

awaits at the barricade

of recurring nights.

Instinct

Come, sail with me,

in this stream of death

that freely rescues.

.

My Shrinking Lover

III

Your Image! Dear love, your image

Comes to me in scarce shreds

Of death.

II

Where is your truth?

Where is your heart?

Have you lost the truth?

Have you lost the heart? 

I

My heart-less lover

in eternal disguise!

How flawless ? 

Await

When all I only have is

just a helpless memory

of a long lost lover.

Un-naming Love

Tear my heart relentlessly

into nakedness of this dream

that is dreaming a fading image

like an unfathomable universe

dismantling itself into

a boundless bound !

Infinity

Dear broken heart,

what brings you back into shape again?

to be broken once more…

Cloud

This desolate love

sink drop by drop

into bleeding dark,

thrashing silence

betwixt the legs

that ran restlessly

for an eternity

seeking you.

Melancholy

This night,

is just the same,

comes back as an old tale

with no distortions

of time’s transitions.

It leaps back.

This night hour,
stagnated with

waived off love,

isn’t less dark,

isn’t less painful,

just because it’s

a different day.

Under

Memory of this love,

calmly fall to ground,

flow as tears and words

drench my feet under which

I could tightly grip the wound, 

against the frozen rock

that let me stand,

in the reverting droughts,

of my unresolved heart !

Love - Tree

The tranquil recollections,

gently sway away

my new born green leaves,

Shelled carefully,

Beneath warmth of my soul,

as I closely hold memories

indestructibly rooted within,

flashes of reminiscences,

Of last night’s love dream,

Like gone yesterday,

Like bloomed rose,

Like passed wind,

Like a lost self !

Half -alive

Beneath abruptly shut regretting eyes,
which cannot dare to open tonight,
to the sight of half-alive pain suffocating,
being smothered in hidden sorrows,
while i lament beyond this emptiness,
beyond wounds of this inescapable life ,
that once bore me carefully in its heart,
is now too heavy to carry in death,
as i find nothing to hold, but just tears,
over unforgettable shadows of extinct feelings,
as i stand on the timeless edge of this war,
like a powerless warrior drooping in defeat,
on the abandoned lands of barren love,
that qualms in and out stabbing my flesh.

Good Bye Love!

This love,

Never ends.

Living to die again,

Healing to wound again,

It exists in remembrance,

It dies in forgetfulness.

To tear apart,

To bring closer.

This evening,

I scribble a thousand words,

In your absent presence.

As you strangle my love,

For reasons and results,

In hesitation and doubt,

I die a second time,

In your silence.

Cremate

I try to forget love,

I try to forget pain,

I try to forget tears,

As the massive tides chase,

Quick to devour Life…!

I run away,

From the memories,

Haunting painfully,

In loneliness, In silence.

In absence.

I dare not to search,

The lost heart,

The vanished magic,

In the wounded ocean,

Of my endless tear drop!

As I forget you, I forget love.

As I forget love, I forget life.

As I forget life, I forget myself!

As I forget myself, I forget to write…

So this poem ends - burning alive !

- In remembrance of the Dead Love.