Always on My Mind you baby...

Thursday, August 25, 2016

The Tour

Point of meet
in my eyes
Time of gathering
infinity and a half
by the fountain of wishes
dancing off your waving palms
a waltz of life
my heart shuts off
all his alarms
and goes out to you, bare-beat
on the cobble stoned alleys of want
"come with me!"
your eyes said
in a loud clear glance
i will show you around the world,
of the second chance
come and follow my gaze
get inside the craving maze
here, you can see
what i try hardest to flee
there by the doubts street
where your tears and i
usually meet
and here,
by the tower of distance
where our thoughts fly
off the pink window
in a dreamy greet
and here,
in between my lips
at the statue of silence
that i time built
where i burn my incense
at the fleshy gates of your temple
for a call
An echo in the poetic hall
comes back to me
carrying your heart
in a chaotic rhyme
on the mute.
His eyes said...

Unbuttoned shirt
and a lose tie
releasing shivers
along my spine
off his lips, spilled wine
sliding down the silver peaks
his sweat pearls roll
upon my burning anticipation
lines of our ancient tale
cross on his veins
to my wandering eyes
there in the museum of longing
i stand by his waiting vitrines,
adoring the rarest collection
of his to me, comings
And clicking my eyes flashes
at his every at me, step..closer

"Stay with me"
his eyes said,
not to get lost
in the pleasure labyrinth
of his arms wide spread
in the rooms of love
beating in his bare chest
i got pulled
tiptoeing on the ruins of pain
whatever of you shall remain
blowing my soul in the smoking ashes
and twirling in my yearning ritual
in a heart offering prayer
at his attention feet

"Take your pictures
and let's gather at one for lunch"
awakened at his voice hush
by my nape
caught at his ring escape
"hey darling..are you lost?"
Oh my love,
all my being murmured
I have just been found.


Monday, July 11, 2016

Weather boradcast

It's gloomy
on the Alps' hours of wait
on the cheek dunes of my mind state
a little foggy
down the hills of happenings
and over all cold
in the surroundings of happiness
your clouds of quietitude are hiding my sun
pregnant with all my awaited moments
i pray for a shower of deliverance
and may it hails, hugs and kisses!

Because your loving taught me
it can get that warm in winter
burning hot in the middle of December
i read the temperature degrees in your love backwards
since i had been hit by its lightening
i stand tall, as in my skin, i quiver
for once upon a time you wrote me,
a verse of your mad weather
a line that blurs at your eye shiver
a few words of silence
and a long speech of blank
those keep me sanely, insane
but what have you done to me?
when you edited sober,
what your heart had spilled drunk?

You wrote me,
with the kisses that you were its summer
with the dried leaves that our autumn scattered
with the snow that towards you i walked upon its fire,
bare feet
and i,
strangled in time,
like in your absence wind a feather
still rhyme.

I wait for you
with the hanging dresses waiting for their dates
with the dates that await its lovers
with the lovers that had lost the patience baggage
with the planes that has no taking off timings
with the airports that i was the alphabet of its gates
with the gtes that all of them lead only to you
when you wrote me
poems that on the water of belief,
i wait for you
with the yearning of the fasting to the feasts
with the ribbons of wishes
with the longing of my dreams flight tickets
to where you are
with the weight of the hope baggage
as close as far
with the happiness of lonely hotel rooms first morning Coffee
at the anxiety of a turning key
 with the nostalgia of an empty couch
for a company that never leaves a trace
with the safety of a night that is guarding our destiny's nap
in between life's action shots
with the gush of a door that closes on our solitude
when it's that dark in the middle of the day
with my smiling tears
and tucked in fears
i'll wait
for our words to mate
in a poetical embrace
at your brewing gaze tempest love,
it's just my heart turbulent thunderstorm
that your coming news predicted
in the daily "Heart wishes" weather broadcast. 

Tuesday, June 21, 2016

King Love

Lights on
life off
His real is
but his reel
wearing pain
dressed in smiles
the sad boy fled his nest 
chasing memories away
carving out of this angst a way 
with nothing on but hard work 
The sad boy made it to the other side
of madness.

 Across the streets of grief

throwing his heart
into the rivers of joy
shredding his time cocoon
the sad boy became a butterfly
of time.

Nights into days
burning ashtrays
His veins at burst
running lines of sweat
screams in his name
life glitters of fame
a dinner with the president
and a photo with the hotel working staff
the king is his own pawn
of your mind, he'll get you blown 
dancing the wounds
bandages torn
tears of blood
of the rose, he held the thorn
in a Classic waltz
spreading his arms
to hug  the world
that hugs him back,
just as tight
Yet he is bright
riding his dreams on an eternal flight
destination happiness
and the journey is but his plight
fifty shades of his soul shred
his eyes tell what the years bled
over every heart he rules
a messenger of love without a crown
or a bed
and when it's too dark inside,
the sun off his dimples winks
shining over the universes of despair
as he blinks 
Dwarfing pain
Wearing hope, faith and light
a warrior of love and pride
and to our souls path, a guide
Our Superhero isn't wearing a red cape or a mask
only upon his sleeves a heart
and twenty something years of a Decade.    


Wednesday, June 15, 2016

My Nightingale

Like a soft breeze
in a hot summer day
coming from the land of metaphors
and wearing the scent of poetry
 like a dream coming true
she came my way
as sweet as her smile
and as kind 
dawn within her eyes
we meet in the words sky
and with the wings of love,
we fly
she holds me on
with spread arms of belief
both our hearts by now taken
and we love the thief
the path of life is hard
but paved with roses,
having her around
melting the Tirol snow
with her love
and growing yellow fields of joy
every time she loudly laughs
And when she sings,
of distance, her soul cries
and my heart is but tears roll
baking her my cake of lines
and lighting the dancing stars as candles
O My Nightingale 
blow off every pain
and upon your moonlight
you may now make for love,
a wish.    


Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Love quill

Write me,
on the wings of the bird
of your alphabetical kisses,
a herd.
And with my tears ink of waiting
write me in the sheet of time,
a song
Write me poems with your eyelashes quill,
dipped in my one eyed longing stream
of what is and whatever may seem
be it a staring melody of nostalgia
or a dancing tune of hope  
as we of this linguistic existence,
for a moment
and then write me the sun's journey
from your one dimple to the other
and how that when you don't even bother
to shine, you just do
write me most of all your blue
that you roll on the side of insomnia,
gym pores sweat and in living room like, loo
write me prose off your fluffy hair
tell me what line should i wear,
had your words at my door,
and which of my vocabulary desire- scented  necklace
may i to my bosom clause,
Write me the roses bloom off your fertile lips 
at the spring of my verse
Write me in every birth, 
what the playful sun rays had left on your skin 
after the traces of my late night wondering ballads 
write me colors of your mind palette
for the paintings my thoughts at your every coming,
rainbows of possibilities cross my sky when you 
after the loudest drizzle,
beneath my literal weight,
so write me the dreams that you don't remember
to my cheeks
and to my ears spell your laughter
being after the storm, your shelter
as savage as tender
to my veins shivers, whisper
your touches verdict,
scented Oud and amber 
write me your tainted hands of anger
as you hold my crucified shadow
And with your heart forgiveness fingers
sign me into your acceptance
my lifetime cheque of indulgence.



Monday, May 9, 2016

The sand of life

It's there,
when you are not looking
it's yours
when it's not in your hand
it answers
when you don't call
it hides
when you appear
what you want is so near
that you can't see
as you wish it to be
it seeks you
wherever you step
when you don't listen
and it dances
only to your song
it's within you all along
what you for, long
it yearns far more
if you only knew

The older we get,
the younger
the closer in fact,
the further
it slips away from your finger
when you hold on to it the tighter,
the sand of life
and you thunder
as you whisper
when it's sunshine darkness
the crazier the wiser
seeking it in every arms shelter
when it's just all the way
in your heart.

We leave 
when we stay
in the moment of departure
never more present
as in our absence
only when in time, remembered
but we are afraid of the safety of knowing
that this life is just like us
another visitor
reaching only when lost.

We're partly whole
and part of the whole
we rise 
when we fall
and fall as we the highest
sometimes we chase time
not knowing we are it
the punishment and the crime
the richest without a dime
we sing and rhyme
though we are the very same song
and in every divine verse,
we are but the poetry.


Sunday, April 3, 2016

kiss of life...

I slipped into my dreams pjs
whispered my night prayer to the lucid breeze
may i see you in my another lifetime
paradise film-stripped in flashes
and may you never remember  
where your loving soul flies to wander
as my poetic refugee
and oh, it came true my fantasy
You, Coming out of yourself
into me
Clean shaven
like a smooth criminal sea
held by the moonlight
and i was but a long lost mermaid
returning home.
like the silent waves kiss the rambling foam
our lips met
in a salty sweet word of mouth
lower lip grip
upper touch mush
soft like your soul
tender was your wordless call
eyes spread like your arms wide open
and like a kid in his mother's bosom,
i stare.
Our shy buds of youth blossom
when we dare
hands hug
life thug
riding our freedom unicorns
we make it all happen
as the sky lights up and thunder 
we ran, racing our laughter
in the fields of mellow
every tear we lick
every fear we swallow
curious clouds watching
as we painted the longing air,
in a pink kiss 
that tasted as sweet as your saying my name
for the first time to yourself
and as warm as my then, nod 
i wear your smile's dress 
i became this butterfly dance
around your fire
and you are that first rain splash
without filter or wire
feet drench in the distance mud
hearts quench within the lips lock
unbuttoned shirt
like your love
unbuckled hair
like my soul
horizontally speaking
vertically sneaking
going on and on
oh my shining sun
i should've kissed you longer
and told you what your spring
had done to my cherry trees
blooming in our another lifetime's
kiss of life.

My Poems Recitations for My Shah...

VFXed.. Dreams.. Fan Notes..