Monday, April 22, 2013

if eternity was a bridge




if eternity was a bridge
i would call out to you
to come join me
by the banks, near the stream

i would write you a letter,
filling it with all my hopes and dreams
voice it out to the winds,
hoping you would hear it sing

if eternity was a bridge
across the banks would be you and me
if time had to stop
then ill stop it at a moment of us

if letters held a tear
then tears ive cried many
if each prayer asked for peace
then peace ive got none.

if eternity was a bridge
would you meet me halfway through its end?
would you hold on
when the bridge breaks away?

the stream of my hope does flow
like water through my toes that soak
a conscious soul is a boat that floats
across the strait of life and beauty

if eternity was a bridge
across the banks would be you and me
would you meet me halfway?
or cross over and find me on the other side?



Saturday, April 20, 2013

Why do you stare?




i walk the same path every day
i wonder what you think
when you have your eyes on me
why do you stare?

our core essence is the same
brown hair, brown eyes, olive skin
what of me amuses you?
why do you stare?

i take one glance at you
what do you have to say to me?
i wonder, as i silently pass
why do you stare?

i feel your eyes on me as i go by
never to leave my body
i walk, your eyes follow
why do you stare?

leave me,
you are no friend to me
just a stranger with a passion
why do you stare?

this lust you harbour
will get you nowhere
why do you still stare stranger?
why do you stare?

dillusional as you are
you will get no heart of mine
let go , stranger
why do you stare?

why do you stare stranger?
why do you stare?


Friday, April 19, 2013

my home



this is my home
but i dont recognize it anymore
i left for the attractive unknown
opportunities behind closed doors

i made you my home
but i left you a long time ago too
i wonder that when you truly come
will i be able to recognize you?


this was my home
but i dont recognize it anymore
the warm breeze, the minerets with its dome
evening prayer, memories behind a closed door



i made you my home
your wild spirit, set me free
yet i longed for more, the world i wanted to roam
i left you , for me



why do i always leave?
oh! the impermanence of me
the nature of my humanity i believe
will leave me alone with I, my and me.