Eduard Alan Cemré Bulut

the whole and one reason

2008-09-29T06:01:00.000-07:00

He's been the man I really love
And the one, as well, I fell apart

For not being under a cresent, but a cross
Which is the whole and one reason of my loss

by Eduard Alan Cemré Bulut

But, anyway...

2008-09-10T07:21:00.001-07:00

I am stolen one by one,
For years, I have been stolen
Every single moment takes away a single piece
From my little heart,
My patience gets less and less
Now I am starving for your caress
Now I am thirsty for your warmth,
But, anyway.

I am wounded terribly,
For years, I have been wounded,
Every single hour that elapses between your smile and darkness
Stabs my liver once again
I’m afraid to forget the blissful days
And it’s getting bigger
And it’s getting unbearable
But, anyway.

I 'm plundered and weary,
For years, I have been plundered,
And seconds without you ruins my spirit,
That was once full of you
And my belief gets stronger
Then I find the whim to go on
Then I bind my ties tighter to life
But, anyway.

Eduard Alan Cemré Bulut

the Fall

2008-09-08T04:11:00.000-07:00

The yellow leaves of Autumn will pass
Not through the feet of ours, but mine only
You will be far away, since you have left
And I’ll walk in these streets lonely

I, now, remember the the previous falls
We used to walk through the dry homeless leaves
As they were unconcious and hopeless
The harsh wind is stealing them like the thieves

The gentle autumn rain will not wet
The hands of ours, but mine, my pretty girl
Yet I’ll remember the little drops
Gleaming on your pure skin like a white pearl

Eduard Alan Cemré Bulut

All of a sudden

2008-07-17T01:58:00.000-07:00

Not even a thing do I have
______To make me remind of you
Not even a simple stuff have I had
______To make me think of you

All of a sudden, you came out,
______But you haven’t been indeed
All of a sudden, the things commenced,
______But we haven’t had anything indeed

My reason inquiries me sincerely and secretly
______If I’m getting away of it anyway
My reasons inquires, yet my heart can’t response,
______It’s clear it doesn’t mind the senses

My senses want me to stand behind and hold itself,
______But my heart is willing to challenge
My senses want me to accept there’s a clear line between them,
______No one would like to care each other

There’s no one around me now
______To give me a hand to figure the things out
There’s no one, but who cares the right or wrong,
______As it is somewhat palpable

I’m standing just at the point,
______Where I want to be happy
I’m standing just at the point,
______Where my ration inquiries me as well

The only thing I know is that
______I want to be dragged where my happiness lies
The only thing I cry myself is that
______I want to be kept in the laps of bliss.

Eduard Alan Cemré Bulut

Put Them All Aside

2008-05-09T01:56:00.000-07:00

Ye'd better not believe what the others say
Disregard all ye have heard and live the day
No matter what happens
Breathe for the rosy years

The more you mind every attitude and word
The worse ye get, which is not what ye've deserved
So let them be a bird
And fly away in mirth

Remember we don't have to care for everything
We cannot save them all, for awhile, just think
Then release what ye have
That makes ye a real slave

Sometimes we're trying for the impossible
We're not aware, but think we are sensible
Just put the things aside
Think nothing, wrong or right

Tears and cries don't work or make the things better
As it used to, we understand it later
Leave them all in the past
Reckon it as the last

Edward Alan Cemré

Story of A Drop

2008-05-02T01:33:00.000-07:00

Since I don’t know from where I come
And how I did come into being
No background there’s, yet I need some
As it’s like looking without seeing

I am the one in a million
Appearin’ somewhere hanging high
Just like a Lacedominian
I’m fighting against the blue sky

There’s no land, no way or a route
This blue vastness is not a see
Of width or depth I have no thought
I’m only hovering like a bee

At last I saw in great gaiety
My men were hanging there as well
We became white pile in purity
And also had many things to tell

In time, we grew on all the way
Turned out to be cotton in white
Or a huge soft bed, so to say
A child e’er dreamt of lyin’ in sigh

Then ‘the others’ came, we got dark
And we were contaminated
It ne’er rained but poured, twas real lark
Which means that we were ill-fated

Odin sent his blow and we’re cursed
Never ending blow took us away
The way master wished: as he burst’d
We gave in on such a curs’d day

Dragged to and fro, we’re in exile
E’en without askin’ east or west
After I left my heavenly nest,
Would you, now, like to hear the rest?

Against the Lord, Odin, we hang’d
Yet Zephyrus made us feel cold
‘Twas the lament that Sirens sang
Nothing to wonder, that’s quite bald

My brothers rioted one by one
There broker out a war in the end
Hesitate within me’s all gone
I fought against them with my band

No happiness did the air bring
It was high time we all had gone
To each other we had to cling
And give hand to hand, just to flee

Only for the sake of being free
And of bein’ releas’d o’this exile
With our sincere heart, we call thee
Hope that it’ll never end in futile

‘Great Redeemer, Great Redeemer
Say go ‘head for the land promised
Let us not be a poor dreamer
Yet grant us liberty we’ve missed’

‘Twas the heavenly Lord who heard us
And gave a hand when we’re in need
We all were interwoven thus
He transfigured all, which’s his deed

That’s the miracle of Saviour
To favour and change us at once
We became heavier and heavier
I saw all falling with a glance

Like a feature, we descended
As feely as a bird can be
Some of us’ already landed
Far away: fine or worse, maybe

I see, there, a white cloth beneath
The very place my brothers dwell
It lies everywhere in neat
And far from the abandoned hell

In thick fog, everywhere is vague
Dress’d in an artificial cloth
E’en mountains seemed as though they’re fake
All is the same from north to south

Uncertainty accompanied
We’d no idea where to land
That’s the reason we were worried
During the whole time we have spent

Moreo’er the cold wind also wailed
Then a sudden fall affected
Dragg’d from the very route we have sailed
We sailed as Odin directed

Soon after some time flittering
Finally I landed down safe
Others were all there glittering
And some were still falling in wave

The cold wind left and the sun came
Shining with bright rays all around
A weird feeling grasped: I can’t name
But it says we’ll not stay as mound

Something weird happen'd suddenly
I began to lose my spirit
The dark blanket above, slightly
Mov'd away and still I feel it

The rays of golden ball stroke
Which made me'n my company melt
Soon there appear'd a thick white fog
"An Odyssea's ahead" I felt

The very moment on my mind
I had this queer feeling and thought
I thaw'd with the wind gentle'n kind
Pondering that e'erything is naught

On this endless chall'nging journey
I'm the mere Odysseus
I've set off once 'gain lonely
Having receiv'd the wrath of Zeus

Hard to admit, but this'll go on
On my way, there is no release
If only I'd a'Lord like Solon
The exile would surely cease.

Edward Allan Cemré

Little Had I Thought

2008-05-02T01:26:00.000-07:00

Little had I thought
O' leaving a whole life
Till the very moment
I was left alone

Hard though it is
I try not to retrospect
And re call we had
In the pristine

Edward Alan Cemré

H Q Series

2008-04-18T00:22:00.000-07:00

'Tis georgeous
To see the billows
With Sincere Fellows

All the time
They rise ud and fall
With bewitching call

By the sea
Gazing at the night
Is fine with dim light

In the scene
Honeysuckles smell
And the martins yell

All in all
The fine venial scene
Is one to be seen

Edward Alan Cemré

Welcoming Spring

2008-04-11T00:08:00.000-07:00

Following the harsh and chilly winter
In time, cold blanket on hills withdrew
The foliage's colour'd by Lord the Painter
Days after the wind strongly blew

Only the tops of hills remain white
As a holy relic of the past
There they stay like a triumphant knight
Yet, that's not sure how long it shall last

From time to time, so fierce is the wind
That it caresses e'erything around
The green cover's ready, yet the ants ain't
To come out and enjoy nature's sound

All of a sudden comes a downpour
Accompanied with the giant rainbow
Following the gloomy sky's fierce roar
That's not as cruel as it sounds though

Tiny buds of blooms hath come out
In the midst with small pretty freckles
There smells the fragnant odour about
This makes 'em unique despite prickles

Witnessing the birth of heaps of leaves
Gives the greatest joy a man can see
'Tis good to see nature really lives
Observing the vast green that's once wee

So tall and high are the poplar trees
That're adorned in things like centipede
In jealousy, they are bent by the breeze
Yet cared and dampen'd with every bead

The bushes all around are braver
As they've hasted to let their leaves grow
In changing weather, they endevour
To get dressed in green gown and to blow

The little clouds chase one another
In joyi they play an unending game
Continuously they go e'en farther
That's nature, nothing remains the same

Edward Alan Cemré

Lyrics of My song!

2008-03-07T02:22:00.000-08:00

Art thou lookin’ for the things?
That we are all waitin’ for!

Come over, Come over!
Then take my soul away
Come over, Come over!
Renew the cast and play

Edward Allan Cemré

Pray

2008-03-07T02:21:00.000-08:00

Before the sanctuary,
I kneel down to pray at my pew
Thinking of repentance
I tried to recollect my days on true path
that is rather few.

Edward Allan Cemré

Brighter Stars

2008-03-07T02:19:00.001-08:00

Never hath shone the stars brighter before
And never hath they been so closer
Diving among the glittering stones
I feel the depths of vast oceans
And the blue o’ uncertainty

Since the lights of cities are away

Edward Allan Cemré

Kept in Safety

2008-03-07T02:18:00.000-08:00

Kept in safety,
Everything was in all right behind the walls
Then we’re sent from heaven
And saw the glittering o’ life
Beginning to grow up, we all changed,
Without noticing got mature in time
Never has been and will be the same again
And now, before a Sphinx
I’m questioning her, unlike the king once-lived
Gazing around, I see a snowflake descending
Gently,
Slowly,
And in perfect order
With an incredible beauty and heavenly form
As if they had not touched anywhere
And it had not been stained
Purity is hidden in every single crystal.
Yes, they’re leaving the cotton clouds
Wandering without ceasing
And they’re landing to and fro,
A new life in every piece has just started herein.
Yet the case is with the rest,
I’m now asking to Sphinx:
Shall they ever be the same again?

Edward Allan Cemré

Mesmerized In A Great Desperate Mood

2008-03-07T02:15:00.001-08:00

Mesmerized in a great desperate mood,
I hath miss’d thee,
And thought o’ thee with my whole heart,
On the slopes of Ararat,
I hath a challenge
To keep thy eternal flame
Within me while ye’re away
In spite of the frost!
Just a memory of yer glimpse
Was enough to keep my future and hopes alive,
Even when the tiny dust and huge rocks around yielded
Against the Zephyrus the Freezing
Covered with a purity,
All turn’d out to be still
Yet the love within me
Kept my soul full o’ breath and joy
Though everything was on their last legs.

Edward Allan Cemré

Hatred

2008-03-07T01:14:00.001-08:00

Has your soul been filled up
With the feeling to get away from all mankind
And to leave everything behind as soon as possible
With a pure hatred

My hatred grew and still has…
Fed up with all I do wish:
I were away anywhere!

So as not to see an evil in body and flesh
Not to feel the presence of a breath nearby.

Edward Allan Cemré

Without Any Trace

2008-03-07T01:06:00.000-08:00

Upon walking without leaving any trace on the snow,
Covering everywhere with white purity
I shall quit pursuing your love up.

Like the tomb of Lord,
There shall lie nothing except for the memories
However, they are sure there’ll stand no comebacks.

Edward Allan Cemré

Poem numbered ...

2008-03-07T00:52:00.000-08:00

Never have I had any thing
To make me remind you’n yer smile
Except a piece of song to sing
Written for a lo’er still alive
Could this be the thing we hoped once
Following the days we enjoyed and danced
I can’t help, just now, my heart pounds
With thy love even after months
Bearing in mind a confessed hope
I’ll wait for thee and I’m en route
Moreover I keep the things we thought
They’re all with e, except those you loathe
What we need’s waiting a little bit
Then our love’ll rekindle, indeed.

Edward Allan Cemré

But For Thee

2008-03-07T00:51:00.000-08:00

But for thee,
I don’t want to bee the moon hanging uphigh
Yet the reflection in depths.
I don’t want to enlighten the nights
Yet kept within the water alone
With my congenial fiend the second, me!

But for thy love,
I’d rather stay in the sparkles of water
Instead of spotting the endless night
And then disappear in day
As if disguising for the fear of Helios.

But for my hopes,
I’d be an arid land, lacking of tiny drops of desire to breathe
Or a piece of rock, having not been a whole
but dragged away
Without questioning where to travel.

Edward Allan Cemré

My love for you

2007-12-04T09:07:00.001-08:00

The time seems endless, and it gets longer
Considering I’ll hear your voice
Yet it yields against my patience and elapses in a way
The nights get darker and darker
It makes you feel lost in a jungle of stars
And I might not figure my way out
Yet it’s invaded by the rising sun and cleared away in the end.
The days ahead seem discouraging
And it tries to dissuade you of the promises
You swore once in the name of Lord
Yet it comes to a halt, like a hearing brought up o a court
And passes slowly as it did and will as ususal.
My love for you gets more and more inexplicable
I cannot find a way to start to make it clearer
It feels huge like a sincere hug
And deeper, thus I’m fallin’ into you.

Edward Allan Cemré

Alecto, Tisiphone and Magaera

2007-12-04T09:03:00.000-08:00

Alecto hath decideth
Tisiphone hath let it happen
Magaera hath concluded

The whole and the mere thing we could do was
to give in and to wait for the next,
We’ve been given no right to have a say.
The sirens’re singin’ the ballad I hath spelleth
Enchanting the mankind with my hopeless words
Thou hast not hearth the mere plead of mine
But kept on thy fair judgement.
Now all scattered around
And torn into thousands of pieces
I can’t help askin’ for my love
That I’ve tried to keep within me.

Edward Allan Cemré

The Hope Within the Box

2007-12-04T09:00:00.000-08:00

Even if we are far away,
We shall see the same stars shining without ceasing
We shall gaze at the same sky uphigh
Which shall be the things we have in common.

Even if we do not have any contact
We shall meet in the same dreams anytime, anywhere
We shall keep the same hopes together
Which shall be the basis we cling to more tightly.

Even if we do not see each other
We shall think of the same future, we get ready for
We shall desire the same merry days ahead
Which shall be granted to us in the end anyway.

Edward Allan Cemré

Oleanders

2007-12-03T15:09:00.000-08:00

Forgotten my youth on jolly days
On which the oleanders used to burst into flowers
Among the lurid blossoms, getting groggy in the sun

Recollect the things ye used to say in each case
And the golden beach teeming with the lovers
Where we ran, wandered and enjoyed, once, in fun

Recall the moments I looked at yer face
And when we got all wet with the summer showers
But now, all alone myself, there’s left none.

I Hear a Call

2007-12-03T15:07:00.000-08:00

I hear a call,
Uttering what I’ve already heard before,
Not something new
But like a prayer spelled in a pew
Neither pious nor trivial
Or something to veil,

I hear a call,
Telling what we’ve already been told for ages,
Not something weird
But like the sayings with which we’re reared
Neither misleading nor concrete
Or something to plead…

I hear a call,
Of which we’re sure and learnt by heart,
Not something unusual
But like a like our parents’ advice that’s crucial
Neither ill intended nor obscure
Or something to endure.

Love is Craziness

2007-11-15T10:44:00.000-08:00

Long long centuries ago, when the Earth was not created,
And when Adam and Eve weren’t breathed life, and mated
There strolled and wandered ill- and good-will emotions
Without having, in their mind, any bona fide or bad notion.
Once again together, on an ordinary day, spending time,
“Purity” put forward an idea, spelled in splendid rhyme.
- Instead o’ killin’ time, what about playin’ hide and seek?
Which was welcomed by all emotions, strong and weak.
At that very moment, of those, craziness screamed loudly,
That he is quite willing to be the seeker in game eagerly.
Since no one else was crazy enough to seek for Craziness,
They just hid, and didn’t poke their nose into his business,
Then he spoke up to tell countdown: sixty five, sixty four …
The emotions got excited in hiding to and fro more ‘n more.
Initially, “Tenderness” got hung at the horn o’ the moon,
And Treason, cleverly, got into a pile o’ litter secretly soon,
As for the Love, he curled among the clouds on and on,
The Lie said he was going to hid himself under a stone,
Yet he lied, since he got indeed at the bottom of a lake,
The Passion descended to the centre of the world, in vague,
And the Craziness kept on his countdown: eight, seven…
The Love could not find anywhere on Earth and heaven.
Being indecisive, the Love did not know where to hide,
Which is not surprising, for it is hard to keep it aside,
Upon pronouncing, in the end: five, four, three, two, one,
Love jumped into the red roses, accompanied by Pan,
Shriekin’ in enthusiasm, Craziness announced it’s over
And he would not fail in finding them, never and never
Turning his back, there he saw Listlessness before him,
Since, to hide himself, he did not have even a bit whim,
He found the Tenderness at the horn of the moon uphigh,
And the Treason among the litter with an inept outcry,
One by one, Love was found curled among the clouds,
And the Lie at the bottom of a lake, drab with floods,
The Passion was found at the centre of the world hidden
And Craziness fell into hopelessness that shan’t deaden,
When he’s unable to reveal the last, despite his effort,
Then the increasing voice of the Jealousy was heard,
- Well, ye hath not! He’s hidden there among the roses,
The Craziness then promptly grabbed a fork-like stick
And rushed into the roses right over to tease and kick
Frustrated and in bad temper, he stabbed and stabbed
Until he heard of a shriek in great pain, he just kept
Then Love came out covering his face with his hands
Raised his head with stabbed eyes in blood to friends
In order to find Love, Craziness blinded Love’s eyes
He completed his crazy pursuit with unforgettable cries
- “What hath I caused” bawled he realizing what he did,
And in sincere attitude, he asked Love’s need to meet,
Upon this kind proposal of Craziness, then, Love replied so
Irreversible are my eyes, could you be my guide and light
Both eyes o’ Love have been blind unfortunately since then
And Craziness have accompanied him as much as he can…

2007-11-15T10:34:00.000-08:00

Procrastinating the glamour in yer eyes,
And the laughter, lying behind thy lies,
There’s no point in bringing up the past
It’s now wiser to come to an end at last,
But can it ever be a remedy in all cases,
For a broken heart, fixing all the pieces,
Don’t think it’ll work, given the perhaps,
That makes it difficult to bridge the gaps
Considerin’ all left from yesterday for us,
We have incomplete drawings on canvas
We could not have time to make it whole
As we disguised in an inconvenient role.

I'm tryin'

2007-11-15T10:24:00.000-08:00

Getting ready to leave the city,
Where I have cried and laughed once...
Nothing seems to be meaningful,
And no one is creditable,
Lost in an vagueness,
I’m tryin’ to find a truth to hang on.
I’m tryin’ to trust on myself
I’m tryin’ to keep my virtue.

Leaving all the sorrow and happiness behind,
I’m getting ready to set-off,
So as to welcome the sun rays
In a remote town
That I have never heard and seen
I’m tryin’ to be optimistic,
I’m tryin’ to hold the last thing within me
I’m tryin’ to breathe something hopeful.

Looking around in vain
And without any certain aim,
I see everything is redundant and useless,
Nothing to take with me
Except for the relics of ups and downs
I’m tryin’ to feel I’m not alone
I’m tryin’ to question this very fact,
So I’m tryin’ to try…

to the dearest

2007-11-02T11:45:00.002-07:00

Without letting no one to say anything more,
As soon as possible, I want to take you away,
Disregarding whatever I have thought once,
I am insistant on doing it with you in a way,
Never mind, this’ the way it should be in life,
I’ve gotten much more aware of it, day by day
Being and staying away together, in harmony
Shall be the value that he should hold and save.

two lines

2007-11-02T11:45:00.001-07:00

Having miss’d thee, I think of the days to lapse ahead,
However, I hold the evidences of gaiety together we’d

shall you?

2007-11-02T11:40:00.000-07:00

Shall you hold my hands on chilly days,
And make them warm,
Then keep in your hands...
Shall you caress my face with thy hands,
And make me feel good,
Then leave a pure kiss on,
Shall you hold me tight when I need you,
And make me see you’re mine,
Then take me with you,
Shall you take me anywhere you wish,
And offer me just a pure love,
Then promise a lifelong gaiety.
Shall you share the bad and good days,
And be an exclusive mate,
Then dedicate thy life.

I could not...

2007-11-02T11:39:00.000-07:00

Well,
If only I could have done
If only I could have had a look at your eyes
If only I could have managed it
I would have responsed “Yes” for the question you asked
But, I could not...

2007-11-02T11:34:00.000-07:00

Accept it,
I’m not the ablest one to love thee,
Yet can be the one to spend the whole life with

Confess it,
I’m not the most handsome guy,
Yet can be the one, bearing unique, naive feelings

Tell it again,
I’m not the richest fellow on Earth,
Yet can be the one with a vast and endless love

to Aellis

2007-10-12T00:21:00.000-07:00

Thou hast pass’d away my poor pretty cat
Be sure dear, I have not forgotten thee yet
Leaving me all alone, ye made me feel sad
Rest in peace in thy eternal, heavenly, bed

all what's left

2007-10-11T22:39:00.000-07:00

It’s getting clear why Autumn is called the season of sorrow
After thee, I don’t know who shall leave next on the morrow
Nothing has changed, all the same as thou left this poor city
Yet the storms still keep on within me without taking on pity

to my heavenly yokemate II

2007-06-27T22:42:00.000-07:00

If only ye were a swallow flittering just above me,
If only ye were, or a kite, getting high above the sea,
So that ye can stay closer an’ nearer, always nearby,
Thinking of the world of ours, without sorrow or cry
Never do I mind anyway, as in vain whate’er we say
From then onwards, I consider thee as my only quay
Not a mere imagination art those I experienc’d for ye
I hath considered them, in heart, just for thee and me,
Quite cosy and peaceful it is with thy breathe an’ love
That glides into my heart and eternity like a pure dove
On my heart, if only ye’re an beauty spot, a small one
That’ll stay forever with me and that’ll be never gone
It’d be fine to keep an’ stay in touch with ye all the time
In such a world people’re disingenuous, yet we the same

to my heavenly yokemate

2007-06-24T23:55:00.000-07:00

Pressed for time, oh sweetheart, with thee,
Dunno how ‘t elapses, verily, hard to see
Cronos the Graceless, the green-eyed father,
Set us alone, yet we ain’t the ones to bother,
Hath just receiveth such a decent yokemate,
As a reward of suffering years, full of faith,
Hath thee put me on an interminable trial?
Like Job, though, thou knowest I’m facile,
Survival of this exile, and standing uphigh
Was concluded by the heavenly gift o’ thy
Through elation and weal, I’m in high spirits
Which makes us have and enjoy the love feast
Oh Cronos, once again, set thy time back,
Let it be then so that I can caress and neck.

en route...

2007-06-03T22:40:00.000-07:00

En route my endless and sinless depth,
My hope waits thee, the lights art all lit,
No timidity do I have for thee or wrath,
Discover all the blind corners of this kid,
Believing in the Lord and my poor faith,
Tell thee, enchant me with thy subtle wit,
Act the way thou wish, like patron saint,
Explore the whole details herein bit by bit,
Pour thy gracious passion as if it rainth,
Get closer, feel free and than be close knit,
No more being apart and standin’ faint,
This is my very dream, that’s the best fit,
I’m canvas, do whate’er thou’d like to paint,
Create thy masterpiece, and painting hit.

not anymore

2007-05-17T12:48:00.000-07:00

I am not anymore afraid of
Lies...
And of the cases ending in
Byes...
I am quite sure that sun shall
Rise...
Even after so-called unbearable
Cries...

Is It a Sisyphusian Task?

2007-05-11T14:55:00.000-07:00

Is it a Sisyphusian task
To fall in love and break up again over and over
Disregarding the length of life
And the possiblity that anything can happen
Anytime and anywhere
Disregarding the fact that last meeting may be the last
And the last kiss the last
Or the last smile the last
Then tell me, is it a challange or must,
Do we have to act the same play again and again
Do we have to see the same scene
You know it though,
But why and tell me the reason,
And tell me again
Isn’t time elapsing,
And we are losing time to enjoy
The moment that could be jollier
It must be a challange or a must,
Thus, it is a Sisyphusian task dear?

do not leave me II

2007-05-10T23:10:00.000-07:00

Do not leave my heart dear on a sunny day
I’m afraid you won’t see what my eyes say

The Helios may conceal my pure white pan
By filling my eyes with a bright ray of sun

It’s hard to speak, about us, in such a case
After experiencing those challenging days

I still hope you will not leave me, oh dear
As here stands a man, really, you-fancier.

do not leave me I

2007-05-10T23:08:00.000-07:00

Do not leave my heart on a rainy day
My tears are enough to wet it anyway

No need to say good-bye dear to me,
Since it’d be just fiddlestick, you see,

Do not be sure of forgetting we had,
Once upon a time either happy or sad.

I still hope you won’t leave me, dear,
On a rainy day, I am of terrible fear,

the promising days

2007-05-10T22:39:00.000-07:00

Shall I survive, mum, in this jungle,
Shall I be able to see the promising days,
I’m trying to be hopeful,
But yield in anyway,
And do not have courage.
Would it be different
If there were you?
Would I survive for the promising days?

fragile, delicate, sensitive I'm

2007-05-05T12:25:00.000-07:00

I am fragile,
As fragile as a lotus,
But with thousands of pedals.
Floating but standing uphigh,
In vivid colours...

I am delicate,
As delicate as an orchid
But with rare colours of mother nature
Hidden in the depths of woods
In unique style...

I am sensitive,
As sensitive as a mimosa
But strong enough to survive
In wild life somehow
I’m rather shy, though...

can it be?

2007-05-05T12:06:00.000-07:00

I had already halted the whole affairs,
But that was ye
Who came all of a sudden and commenced everything once again
Oh dear, I was at rags,
I was badly sick of the so-called love
I was sick of life, yeap, of life...

I used to think that loneliness’d accompany me
That the shadows of those I don’t know would stain the nights
And disturb the deserted streets
I used to think that darkness would mate me
That the stars would not shine as they used to
And stay as they did once

Can this be a renaissance?
Or resurrection with ye, my timeless suprise...
Can this be called as survival of mine?
Or the future full of ye, my unspeakable gift...

what about?

2007-05-02T03:23:00.001-07:00

What about havin' a life full of joy and gaiety with me
and sharin' whatever "we" do have in any wise

What about walkin' in endless green fields on a spring day
and refreshin' "our" souls with the resurrection of nature

What about lovin' each other and keeping the hands together
besides safeguardin' "our" love in tought, in word and in deed!

wings of nylon

2007-05-01T03:18:00.001-07:00

I used to be so strong with my wings,
And used to think
My heart is fraternal with eternity
Well, however, I’ve been unaware
That my wings were of nylon too.

By Manyakkuzu
Translated by Eduard Alan Cemré

rather wild is the world

2007-04-29T06:01:00.000-07:00

Rather wild is the world,
For making you say “If Only”
Though, you hate it

Rather wild is the world
For making you cry in pain
Though you want to avoid

Rather wild is the world
For flunking you every time
Though you challenge not to

And rather wild is the world
For bearing and buring you alone
Though it’s not your choice.

tell me

2007-04-29T05:51:00.000-07:00

Tell me
Why all branches are weak
I wanna know
Why all promises are vague

I want to cling thy arm
but fail in the end

The only thing I’ve looked forward to
Was an ordinary arm,
But a vast lap and hug

Is life so?

2007-04-29T05:38:00.000-07:00

The story starts with this sentence:
I hath love’d thee badly,
The protagonist was me,
The plot was quite plain,

To be unaware
To get acquinted
To meet
To go out
To lie
To pretend
To sleep
To quarrel
To break up

But I don’t act all these,
But some o’em
The scene changes,
The time elapses,
Characters come and go
But no one left behind,
Exept for me...
The only one to stand is me again
How many times have I acted this play
Don’t mind, just say,
That’s life!
Is it so?

starving for ye

2007-04-25T02:19:00.000-07:00

Screaming due to nightmares I'm having
I open my eyes in fear and terror
Hear this my sweetheart,
Without thy caress in the morning
I'm in great despair,
Starving for ye
Nowhere can I see ye,
Nowhere can I find ye,
In the end, I see that I have to give in,
I tell ye honey, in an unbearable feelin'

open thy laps

2007-04-23T00:52:00.000-07:00

Open thy laps,
So that your arms hug my whole body,
I wanna feel thy arms as they’re approaching slowly,
Let your fingers touch my skin,
And your warmth flow to my warmth,
While thy fingers’re passing through the warmth of my skin

Feel my trembling breath,
How enthusiastically flows my blood, you should feel,
And how my eyes are closing,
After closing my curtains to this world,
How I travel to the world of wonders with thee,
See that I want to get deeper and deeper
That I want to hide in the depths with thee,
And that I just want to be with thee dear.

You should see it, so that your heart listens to my joyful heart
So that it responses to the passion in my soul,
And it understands the thought covering me as a whole,
It should see that I release myself to your depths
And I release my arms, everything I own
So that it sees I give in thee.

I’m removing the whole obstacles,
And erasing all lines on my path,
I opened all my paths to thee,
Ye see, there lays an endless path,
Continuing to further and further
But passing on fine routes
Among the red, among the green,
Sometimes in pink or in any vague.
But it goes far…
Have my hands dear,
Let us go to the far among the colours
Thou and me!

had ne'er wish'd

2007-04-16T08:09:00.000-07:00

hath ne'er wish'd to leave thee alone,
on a deserted land,
and to stay aloof for a while,
while I do badly desire to be with thee nearby,
while I am badly in need of thy caress,

hath never wish'd to kill time without thy presence, dear,
this should be the thing, from now onwards, to fear
looking for e'ery item to have something belonging to thee
but fail anyway,
there stand obstacles on the way,

hath ne'er been in a desperate situation before,
in a so-called heaven,
that's not so to my mind,
while starving to thee badly,
while dreamind of the moment to hug thee,
to hug with body and soul,
as trembling with the joy of feeling thee

hath ne'er thought of being in such a case
or of counting the elapsing days,
anyway, I'm trying to survive
and keep thy love alive...

lookin' for somethin'

2007-04-16T08:05:00.000-07:00

Looking for an eternal flame,
That shall roast my heart to death
That shall stay forever alive
And that is never sly

Looking for an eternal flame
To surrender my labyrinth of spirit
To conquer every spot and corner of cul-de-sacs
To find a relic of ancient days
Which is archaic but still full of grace
And that should be cherished and loved without haste
In the moonlight,
To warm the inner thoughts

Looking for a cheerful game,
I can play with you in my dreams
That shall not hurt you
Even if you fail
That shall always keep you gay
Even amidst the wisp of hay
And that shall make you smile, my dear
I dunno, anyway…

Looking for a rhyme
Starting with your name
And ending with your breath
In order not to look at the sea alone
Not to gaze at the horizon beyond the clouds
Without your presenceNot to inhale the air
Without looking at the depths of your eyes

But just looking,
But just seeking,
And by keeping,
The faith within me!

ye starcrazy

2007-03-27T07:47:00.000-07:00

Hidden just behing the stars, there still gleaming,
In great despair, thou, as usual,continue dreaming,
Come out, and reveal your gracious eyes and face,
So, try to get closer dear, o’ belov’d, pace for pace
Dun no the reason why, but thou seem to be heady,
Don’t mind ye, me too, for the amity that’s steady
Remember ma name with the touch of every whiff
On standin’ uphigh, just on the very edge o’ a cliff
As Heracles was placed among the constellations
Wanna be a freakle on thy face with pure sensation

piercing through and through

2007-03-27T07:43:00.000-07:00

Piercing through an’ through with thy coquettish glance
Oh, there lies no wickedness or devilry but just reliance
I hope, nothing shall happen to make your face grimace
So, anyway, continue usin’ thy best endeavour to amaze
Take the life easy, forever care for the one, your dearest
Since he shall be thy mere valentine and the only nearest
Feel and convey the gaiety of breathing and loving dear,
As e’erything seems to be in vain, so enjoy it with no fear

on a dim-lit stage

2007-03-27T07:39:00.000-07:00

Beckoning thy knight solicitously on a dim-lit stage,
Thou art content to stay herein, thy eternal fine cage,
Starving for this feelin’, that’s sure thou cannot quit,
Even though some hadt thought it ne’er worth a quid,
Ye decide, dear, staying there or not, thou art a sage,
Keepin’ the eternal flame o’ dance must be thy rage,
Remove the whole grumbles and let them be buried,
And try to survive among the spots, vivid and lurid,
Yh, know it, rather hard to challange e’en in this age
Mayhap, you’ll get what thou desir’d, if thou engage

ode to m

2007-03-27T07:36:00.000-07:00

Thinkin’ o’ thee covered by thy holy veil as if thou art in dream,
Would not it be fine to see thee in a dreamy scene, as ye gleam,
Let thy heart embrace this gracious and humming spring breeze,
Ne’er keep whatever ye feel in depths fore’er, but at last, release
I hadt realis’d hitherto, my dear, this is the way that it should be,
But, which has been so vague that we have been unaware, ye see
Thou hast sense enough to be a diamond in refinement or finesse
And find thy knight, with dignity, thanks to yer kindheartedness,
Consider this, ye shall see that everything I hope shall come true
It remains to be seen for the time being, anyway ye hold the clue!

retrospecting ne'er brings back

2007-03-27T00:57:00.000-07:00

Once thou have a look at the horizon beyond the cloud,
If you recall my name, oh dear, call it once more aloud,
Recollecting the memories that we’d once upon a time,
Imagine the smiles on our faces, specially that o’ mine,
Retrospecting ne’er brings the things experienced, dear,
Albeit refreshes the souls with great smiles, that’s clear,
Be sure, thou shall always be born in my mind, ye lass,
Shall keep thy intimacy in my heart, e’en the years pass

ode to the blue-eyed

2007-03-23T12:54:00.000-07:00

Lost in blue devil dear, sailing along the way of reason,
Most in tears, oh, trying to get rid o’ this wicked prison,
Thou hast appearst, at down, with thy enchanting eyes,
Everything confronts the truth and leaves the hidden lies,
Thou art the one, spreading the joy of life in enthusiasm,
Thanks to thee, the conscience survives from this chasm,
Believe in that ye’ve found thy branch to cling ever more,
To me, that’s the right, as thou hast decid’d with thy lore.

Tried all pebbles, then saw what lies beneath

2007-03-23T12:52:00.000-07:00

Tried all pebbles, then saw what lies beneath,
Which hadt dragged thy heart to a loss of faith,
Disregarding what ye hadt, so far, experienced,
Was, absolutely, for the sake of a cute prince,
Traecherous and lecherous were the candidates,
But the mere ones send by the holy Three Fates,
I reiterate once more, no need to rush and go out
Since, the outcome hadt always been a washout
This is just the poor opinion and advice of mine
It seems you need to read this from time to time.

The very virtue that one could desire

2007-03-23T12:46:00.000-07:00

The very virtue that one could desire
Stands beyond us, thou bearst it though
Never hadt devilry popped in or a liar
And splotched or left any relic of woe
Keep this joy and rekindle thy inner fire
That’s the best, dear; Jesus, let it be so

ode to N

2007-03-21T14:40:00.000-07:00

Still mind, that no one’s knocked the gate of thee

It is vague, remains to be in the lap of fate, ye see

Scattered all around, to and fro but still stand pure

Had better not give up, at the end, there stays cure

No need to rush for a sweetheart, no need to be fast

That’s sure thou hast a great role in actual life cast

Whatever happens and whenever, just stay in peace

Forget all that is past, soon it shall eventually cease

When thou art gone...

2007-01-03T14:07:00.000-08:00

There’s;
No one to call for dinner
No one to wake me up at an early time of morning
No one to leave a pure kiss on my face
No one to look at my eyes at length with sober eyes
When thou art gone
Oh my darling, when thou art gone

There’s;
Nowhere to touch to feel thy warmth
Nowhere to smell thy odour
Nowhere to have a sit to be closer
Nowhere to come with a huge excitement
When thou art gone
Oh my darling, when thou art gone

There’s;
Nothing to replace thy unique love
Nothing to think another one anyhow
Nothing to care whatever it is
Nothing to seek, even if required,
When thou art gone
Oh my darling, when thou art gone

ebbs and flows

2006-12-25T01:36:00.000-08:00

Ebb and flow resumes and goes on,
Disregarding the whole facts,
Glittering sounds on the dark blue cotton,
Telling “Hear ye! Hear ye! Hear ye!”
I’m not he to be sentenced to loneliness,
C’mon, set me free and let me go!
Dunno what to do, if ye forsake me!
Don’t wanna refresh the memories,
And rekindled what I have experienced!

Just let me love!
Once more, once again, and once forever...

Right, ain’t a sincere, but at least true,
Swinging to and fro, unaware of the frequencies.
Like the leaves in fall, bearing all virtues,
Mine is not yellowish, not reddish,
Haven’t a branch to hang, and hold tight.
Not deserving what all I see,
I wanna cry

Cry my hatred,
Cry my sincerity,
Cry my devotion,
And cry unfortunately the must I have to keep!

Listening the violin and silence simultaneously,
Confessing all truths:
Oyez oyes chaps, Oyez oyes guys, oyez oyes fellows…
Yeah, ye all,
Bequeathing the esteem, wish ye all adopt!
Just reveal to confirm…
And for the rest, not for me any longer.
Bequeathing and abandoning…

just a requiem

2006-12-25T01:33:00.000-08:00

Sailing the way I dunno,
Wailing for what I forgo,
Hailing the so-called torso,
Give my death now,
Not impossible, but it is...

Aphrodite the Great,
Aphrodite the Magnificent,
Aphrodite the Goddess,
And Aphrodite the Almighty,

Like ye hadth done Galatea,
GRANT MY REQUEST.
Ravish as ye hadth made the Pyramus the old sculptor.
Hailing from darkness,
GRANT MY REQUEST
andSentence me to darkness,
my unique kingdom.
Heavenly necropolis.

has yer heart e'er ached?

2006-12-22T04:22:00.000-08:00

Has thy heart e'er ached?

For not getting what thou desir’d,

For not seeing a huge smile on thy sweety’s face,

For not being called despite the nonexistent distance,

Has thy heart e'er ached?
For not getting up with a warm breath,
For not awakening with an unprecedented kiss,
For not opening eyes with the vision of him,

Has thy heart e'er ached?
For not bathing skin to skin, hand to hand,
For not feeling the water upon thy inseparable body,
For not having the same foam and fever at length,

Has thy heart e'er ached?
For not having memory in e’ery spot o’ thy body,
For not owning even a small leftover,
For not keeping anything to breathe his smell,

Has thy heart e'er ached?
For not experiencing what being on ice and fire is,
For not commuting between enthusiasm and excitement,
For not being able to pop in Happy Islands,

Has thy heart e'er ached?
For not trembling tip to toe all over of love,
For not sitting on the same bench under the same sycamore,
For not gazing at the same scene and child playing,

Has thy heart e'er ached?
For not lying thy head on a shoulder,
For not leaning on a safe back,
For not caressing a pure cheek and hair,

Nope, seems no?Thy heart has never ached,
For all these…
Then, ye leave me alone, on my own here,
Disregarding how my heart shall ache

Nope, thy heart hasn’t…

en route...

2006-12-22T04:21:00.000-08:00

En route my endless and sinless depth,
My hope waits thee, the lights art all lit,
No timidity do I have for thee or wrath,
Discover all the blind corners of this kid,
Believing in the Lord and my poor faith,
Tell thee, enchant me with thy subtle wit,
Act the way thou wish, like patron saint,
Explore the whole details herein bit by bit,
Pour thy gracious passion as if it rainth,
Get closer, feel free and than be close knit,
No more being apart and standin’ faint,
This is my very dream, that’s the best fit,
I’m canvas, do whate’er thou’d like to paint,
Create thy masterpiece, and painting hit.

my sweetheart

2006-12-22T04:19:00.000-08:00

Hold me tight o sweetheart
Please, don’t let us be apart
Cling to my arms and hands
Until this painful task ends

Want to see happiness in your little eyes
By telling the stories ‘f facts but not lies

Get closer my tiny sweetheart
After experiencing this dearth
From now on here is thy land
Rich in love, as much as the sand

Want to see happiness in your little eyes
By telling the stories ‘f facts but not lies

O, let me kiss ye my sweetheart
Cried thy love, haven’t ye heard
Keeping thy route on yer band
And by holding the thrust wand

Want to see happiness in your little eyes
By telling the stories ‘f facts but not lies

Recline by my side oh sweetheart
As if creatin’ a masterpiece of art
Could spend my whole life, lent
By lookin’ at thy grace, Lord sent

Want to see happiness in your little eyes
By telling the stories ‘f facts but not lies

ye stay there

2006-12-22T04:18:00.000-08:00

Even the stars suspending go out
Ye, stay there...
Illuminate my love asap
Convey thy rays,
So that I can absorb,
Even the stars suspending go out
Ye, stay alive...
Even if the rain in the sky go out
Come down upon me asap
On my heartOn my soul
On my ego and wit
Let it not get dry
And let a piece of yours remain
And be with thou
And get into my spirit
Even if the rain in the sky go out
Ye, stay there...
There’s rumour around
That darkness is eternal
Yet, it does end as well
Perhaps with the rays of sun
Well, be as vast as darkness
Let not the sun halt thou
Even if the darkness go out
Ye, stay there...

as I'd dreamt

2006-12-22T04:16:00.000-08:00

I’ll conquer thy spirit and proclaim the republic of passion
Then assign thou the most belov’d status,
As I’d dreamt...

I’ll offer my heart, do whate’er thou wish,
Care if thou do, or caress
As I’d dreamt...

I’ll look into thy eyes, without bored, but with enthusiasm,
To see the joy of life in vague darkness,
As I’d dreamt...

I’ll hold thy hands, and caress thy lovely fingers,
Like that of a tiny baby, new born and of an angel,
As I’d dreamt...

I’ll hug thou, as much as I can, day an night,
As if someone would take thou away,
As I’d dreamt...

I’ll watch thy beauty while thou art sleepin’
In silent and dim lighted nest,
As I’d dreamt...

I’ll not let thou go, unaware of the threats,
Cannot dare to endanger the treasure to be kept,
As I’d dreamt...

I’ll cherish thy soul, and values, more and more
The more thou get closer, the more I’ll
As I’d dreamt...

I’ll never let thou down, whatever the reason is,
Considering the pure emotions I bear
As I’d dreamt...

I’ll not let you be a lovelorn, or whate’er
As long as thou love me
As I’d dreamt...

I’ll sing thou the songs of eternity and eternity again
To show the vast love I’ve for thee,
As I’d dreamt…

I’ll love thee, that’s sure, fore’er and e’er
Never shall I leave thee, but never
As I’d dreamt…

exact formula

2006-12-22T04:14:00.000-08:00

How many times have I spread the seeds of my poor love?
How many times have you harvested the abundant crops?
How many times have we enjoyed the offerings of happiness?

I remain here!

You stay there!

We don’t adhere!

I + you = we

postmodern sonnet of unexpected sun

2006-12-22T04:13:00.000-08:00

Hath not dreamt and thought of it so,
Has my spirit told a lie?
Though thou object, thy attitude’s no,
Let’s confess the reason why!
Know it, and trembling from tip to toe,
Out o’ breath, unable to sigh,
I guess that’s the unexpected foe,
Who makes me tell you bye,
Was aware it’s hard row to hoe,
Then, it tuned out to be pie,
The future seems to be full o’ woe,
Even though, I try to deny,
Well, thou coin e’ry thing as john doe,
That’s enough for me to cry!

...just of me...

2006-12-22T04:11:00.000-08:00

In the wake of a glitter,
Like a spontaneous gift,
So gracious and striking,
Thou hath arose,
With thy vague appearance,
Caressing and naive, somehow suave...

Remove the tarnish,
Polish the future up, let it happen!
Not far, as seen,
May no bars, and the miles or unsound rumours

“Impede, at all, thy will,
Conceal what thou feel"
Need to say, he’s full o’ zeal

Not standing as leafless against the Zephyrus, is for me
Moving to the Happy Islands is not hard to see,
With the mere condition of thou and me
Under the lurid light and bright of gaiety,
Be the first and last to be felt of me!

But, just of me!

in a fix

2006-12-22T04:09:00.000-08:00

Cannot deny the love I hath for thee,
Cannot resist the serpentine pain deep in my soul,
Retrospection never confirms what I shall do
For thee and for my poor love,
Keeping my small wishes alive,
For the futures and for new joys
Alone again, accompanying the perfect unity but all apart…

Hooray!!! Could I tell,
Even if sometimes I do yell,
Not sincere, but all fake, be sure…
It could not have pleased thy gracious heart!
By putting thyself and me apart,
Hooray, should I say?

How long shall I bear,
To this vague journey,
I’m on the edge of a shuttle,
In a fix,
Cannot decide whether to fare or stay.

Want to get lost in two cults of Dionysus,
Desire for insoberty strikes,
Any moment any time,
I am turn into pieces with thy sword,
Striking to death…
Enables me to forget?
Nope, but leading me thro’ somewhere.

Maybe somewhere I dunno,
Maybe somewhere I forgo,
Well, and maybe somewhere I still desire…

blue the endless

2006-12-22T04:05:00.000-08:00

Dreamt of the lovely smell of endless blues and the caressing sound of waves,
Obvious, it’s in a dilemma in being fully dark or blue,
Undecided, it’s caressing my face, my whole body.
I do want to unite anyhow, but cannot dare,
Afraid of myself, scared of sirens in my ear,
Calling my name, my love and desire to unite...
Do not try to enchant my soul, conquer my body,
Just stay away and let me admire you...

Blue the endless, eternal darkness!
Tell me yer lies again,
Give me yer unique gifts,
Sing me yer notorious fate-song,

Get into my eyes with your phosphorescence,
Want to breathe yer odour, your deep-dark essence,
Make me feel yer enthusiasm, and peevishness
While striking the mossy giants,
Standing over you, looking around and around,
The horizon where you end and where another endless begins,
Where my spirit is set free,
Where my liberty is lost,
I’m lost in the dust of horizon, at the junction of your love, which seems both far and close
Want to stay on the bubbles,
White, black and grey bubbles, once carried and dragged away,
From their home, where they belong once
Blue the endless, don’t drag me to deep horizons,
Just tell me yer lies once more,
Sing me yer notorious fate-song,
Make me feel yer enthusiasm,
Do not try to bewitch with yer strikes,
Keep yer wavy hair away from me,
Do not remind me the desire, covering my whole spirit,
The desire for uniting, for feeling every drop of yer body,
For swallowing yer existence over and over,
Insistently, continuously and intentionally,
Oh Lord, let me keep my chastity,
Let me keep my spirit away,
I am lost in yer depth, in darkness and blue face…
Let me discover myself,
Don’t let me reveal what I feel,

Blue the endless, eternal darkness!
Afraid of an attempt to touch,
Anxious about the rest,
Cannot dare to release all I think,
It’s sure then, I shall sink!
The sands beneath my feet,
Then you, trying to catch
And wet my skin and then my soul,
Remain as you are, and let me do as I am,
Do not try to make me blue, and deep,

Hey, son of Hermes, the great liar,
Don’t offer me what I desire,
Then you would blow out the fire!

the last ozymandias

2006-12-22T04:02:00.000-08:00

While receiving and enjoying the magnificent presents of life

on the one hand, unfortunately, on the other hand

the extra burden we undertake is just fortuitous “gifts”.

Sure that, those all we have shall be called as experience

as we did and coined at the beginning.

That’s why I am in a dilemma for calling it as a gift or not.

No more shall I keep on doing so!

Don’t wanna have more experience…

Realized that the freedom is the best policy!

Directed by a remote control or being a puppet in a matrix and chaos…

Well, why should I have to give in to the chaotic system?

That’s not my choice, and then whoever does wherever and wherever,

that’s none of my business.

Being made to act like a turtle relying on the Almighty and precious cave.

C’mon! Is it what I want?

Having trouble for the others and falling foul of each other have been

the fallacy we had, but the diagnose is not tardy (at least I think so).

Just for the sake of not falling from grace,

don’t think that it is bearable.

Why some ones are significant and why those are problematic?

Or, is it obligatory to be up against anyhow?

Is there any product to wash them all out,

and then giggling like those in the ads?

Trying to make head against the wind, but ineffective and nugatory.

Is the problem with me? Oh Christ is the mere solution to be “an Ozymandias among the loneliness?”`My name is Ozymandias,
King of Kings:Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!
'Nothing beside remains.
Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch
far away.Yeap, nothing beside remains, is it the goal?
Had better say, should this be the goal? No alternative?

Each eye that saw him did enchant the mind...

2006-12-22T03:58:00.000-08:00

Cherishing the values I own, tryin’ to fight against
the disappointments and discourages, being in a fix meanwhile makes
e’erything vague and vague. ‘m not in a blank but frankly speaking
floating, on a holy vessel, not like Argo. Alone en route, not the
Argonauts around.Opps!Ain’t looking for a legendry thing or a misty
object. Just a usual but at the same time unusual thing, passion…
So unfamiliar? Nope. Remembering the lines in my mind one by
one, imagining each word in detail.

"His browny locks did hang in crooked curls,
And every light occasion of the wind
Upon his lips their silken parcels hurls.
What's sweet to do, to do will aptly find:
Each eye that saw him did enchant the mind,
For on his visage was in little drawn
What largeness thinks in Paradise was sawn.”

Can crying the all facts straightaway be a constructive approach?
Seems no, this shall ring the bells of departure for an eternal journey.
Retrospections remind me not to endure any longer:
however there’s a huge gap between the ration and spirit.
Dunno how long shall it last!
Well, a good reference to the emotional lines of Lionel Richie:

How long, must this feeling go on
How long, must I stand the pain and
How long, must this feeling go on
Waiting for the night
Waiting for the right time to come
Why can’t we just run away, and oh run
A place where we can be alone and nobody finds us, run

Ain’t in good mood.
Much to say but had better not do.

how hard it is to...

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How hard it is to catch up with life,
and to walk with love on the same way,
and to survive in my self-defense...

How hard it is to remember then,
the sun, shining above us,
and the rain wetting our skin, melting the huge passion,

How hard it is to try not remembering,
the day you used to confess your hatred,
Well, how hard it is to get on well with plain walls,
suspending days, leaking through my eyes, through my face...

HOWEVER,How easy it is to say “It worths anyway”.

hold me

2006-12-22T03:54:00.000-08:00

Frostbitten at this time of year,
Despite the roasting fever,
Despite the mild smile on yer face,
But the gratuitous and fake faults…
To my mind, at least, it’s so,
Gazing around to find a remedy,
To see the reason why,

All ahead, on the lurk,
Well, getting ready to scare, getting ready to attack!
Shan’t be the victim,
Shan’t let the unfair triumph.
Christ, hold me the way ye wish,
Pretermitting all I own,
Including my flesh…
My worthless flesh,

Hold me Christ the way ye wish,
C’m closer, cos looking for salvation,
All the way ahead, disperse what ye can,
Disperse yer heavenly light,
Possible to bear any more?

Hold me Christ,
Sharing the same fate of a fall-leave,
Constructing the same words on cross
Shall not be concluded in resurrection.
Hold me as much as ye can...