IMPRESSIONS AND FEELINGS

                                                  LOVE AND WOMEN

Cursed is the whole world 

with beautiful women,

Good women with a bad effect

on the heads of men;

creating  thoughts which without success

are fought.

When beauty calls, with loudness i respond

and get close;

Body-nice is the sister

nice to watch like a night-star.

beautiful is a flower 

held by another hand;

a flower which you love but remain the third 

a flower which you love but forever be

making endless endeavors to be it's lover.

 
Cursed is the world 

with women beautiful.
  



 

ESCAPISM

                                                            EMOTIONAL REFUGE


From harm and danger

legs flee,run away

in every path and way to places far away 

to find a shield against the heart's inner dagger.

From disgust and eyesore

Eyes look-away so as not to see

and feel ugliness and misery,

dullness and adversary.

From binding tight ropes

can hands be freed so as to freedom hold 

and dreams and hopes

set free from prison yards in which they are trapped?

For burdened hearts 

are there refuge huts?

 

 

POETS LANGUAGE

  

                                                           YELLOW FLOWER

She's standing behind the table

but the table comes not close

to being an obstruction

to her view.

Crumbs fall under the table

but not at all comparable

to bread crumbs is the goodness

showing under the table.

She is dressing able

her see-through dress 

gives thoughts passage to imaginary space.

Euphony is the sweet movement 

of clean-cut thighs she's got

accompanied by sweet looks

loud to the eye.

Facial looks leave you eternal 

on the look

staring without denial

at unbelievably good-looks.

In the brightness 

of her sight 

is my heart's heaviness

made to be light.

Bloom yellow flower,

to the world show the power

of your beauty.

 

 



 

POSITIVE INNER-VOICE

                                                         YOU'RE WRONG

WRONG, wrong, wrong 

you are in thinking you are alone

with no one to help you along

and hence making thoughts  that alone 

you have to it.

You're wrong 

assuming no one cares

and that all don't care,be strong

when you get weak on the knees

with trepidation,even when all is bleak.

You're wrong to infer that everyone

is hating.

IF one person claps;hands have clapped 

IF one person sees ;eyes have seen.

You're not alone don't be down;

there will after dark be dawn.

My Heart don't hurt or mourn;

for it will be alright.

 







 

IRONY-POEM

 
                                                        LOVE LETTER

OCCASIONALLY i wonder

on the empty space on my head

and wonder

if the essence of your presence

could have made my existence

to be better.

Wouldn't life have been sweeter

instead of being bitter,

wouldn't i have been what I'm not 

if you where here with me but you're not.

NORMAL would be everything,

nothing would be abnormal

cause you would have been here

but you never even got near.

IF you where here i wouldn't wish

you where here,

i wouldn't write you a letter

without an address cause my error 

you would redress.
 
Problems could have been not a problem

if you where here

but you cant even stop my tear

falling...      

SATIRE

                                                
                                                        IDENTITY LOSS

WHO am i who talks but walks 

without a  shadow to signify my presence;

without a reflection on the mirror which hangs

on the wall and having a false existance.

From the empire of delusion

WHO has the desire to retire

and to illusions set fire

with it's entire falsehoods?

IN water-filled potholes

faces wash-off of fixed false images;

false impressions and false appearances,

WHO is ready to expose a true appearance?

WHAT am I who's a shadow

of someone i follow blindly wherever,

WHERE are are own ways of yesterday?

THIEVES, thieves, thieves we are thieves!

WHERE are our own practises

and languages,

WHERE are the answers?