comment on poetry

Each and every atom and molecule–
the architects of the earthly lives
look for the destination
set by an unknown autocrat
and make them mindful to their own business.

Indeed, this is just a daily routine–
the sun rises,
and all plunge into the time-river.
Water flows down
and touches the bottom
to penetrate it for flowing
down again to the deepest
hollow of the earth.

Air blows up
and flies to touch the sky–
the ceiling of capability and wishes
to pierce into it to fly
up again to the highest cavity of the space.
Maybe, they are destined
to somewhere else
and for some other purposes.

Look, Life can’t flow down
or can’t blow and fly up
but still it steals silently
the fuel from water and air
to survive as an opportunist in nature.

Love is divine and untouchable to selfishness
nevertheless, someone appears in life
in quest of a company
and a life needs too
to tame an enchanting illusion
in the name of love
and it loves and is loved in earthly style.
Maybe, heart can feel
and soul also can perceive,
a needy and greedy body
with an opportunist life
can only trade but not love
so long we are not adopted by Liala and Majnu

Scented Letter
Wanting for you centers me
Like lovers lost in battle
In some foreign land
We wait, wonder and ponder
For the next communique
Text, Email, Chat
What I wouldn’t give
For a scented letter
Your perfume filling the room
Old fashioned romance
Lust and love
Burning in my brain
Fire in my loins
Desire is our landscape
Love is the calling

your mouth is sublimely sensual
your lips invite me home
your embrace pulls me in
and leaves me wanting more

quiet streets
walking my dog
neighbors nodding “good morning”
newspapers on the stoop
wet leaves
coffee brewing
sun breaking through
cascading between buildings
perfect winter air
crisp and inviting
the day awaits you
all the promise
make it happen…

six storms in a row
or maybe dreams bound on winds
drifting through mind snow

grey arches above
slowing the suns progress none
each day the same dove

hear the shadows song
behind the carolers chime
much tears wail along

My mind, lost in my thoughts
Traveling in the depths of my memories
Don’t know where I am, if I’m dead or alive
If I lived enough, if I tried so hard
If I lost all, if I gave up
My mind, lost in my thoughts
Trying to find my own way
I heard the sound of the clock on the wall
Calling the longing to have a better world
Or seeking for the joy of my life
Pushing away all the sadness
I clatter around, I’m back to reality
I found myself facing another day

I want to fall asleep, to dream
To dream with you, my happiness
Because life doesn’t feel like it’s supposed to
I want to fall asleep, to dream
To dream with a better day
Because I know it’s a new chance
I want to fall asleep, to dream
To dream with a better world
Because we all have good inside us
I want to fall asleep, to dream
To dream with a “better me”
Because I know that nobody’s perfect
I just want to dream to know that it exists
Because it makes no sense being without it

You love Love
But you don’t trust it
So when things are to good
You find a way to undo them

Conflict is familiar
Like second skin
You trust conflict
Even though it cuts you emotionally

My role Is spiritual
Not to be the white knight
But to be a friend and sometimes lover
Knowing all the way its wrong but right

There are no easy answers
In the matters of the heart
There is talk and laughter
Connection and conflict

We do all of them easily
We mean well
Neither wants to hurt each other
We are found, not lost