Pens of Passion

4 heads later..

2020-01-28T20:50:00.001+04:00

there was a time that all was but a dream
abstract and distant from reality it seemed
but then one day a decision was made
who knows if it was by the heart or in fact the head

something then happened
something then changed
a whole life reshuffled
an existence rearranged

and now when we sit down for a dinner for two..
along with the two being just me and you
are four pairs of eyes depending on our hearts so red
attached beautifully to four dreamy and wonderful heads

the wonderful rain..

2019-09-09T12:39:00.001+04:00

if not for the pain
how would we feel the pleasure
if not for the rain
we wouldnt notice the weather

the moist soil
of the fertile sort
left me alone
deep and busy with thought

and from my mental potion
a fragrance emerged
of an emotional spring
of futures to converge

a love cracked the surface
and made space for some life
a heart became a furnace
spitting sounds of delight

so now when we stare at the sky
for an answer
there is no more a question of why
that comes after

collected by clouds
we travel together
to realms of stories
have been told forever

when you child looks into
your eyes like a mirror
all differences shrink
and float away like a feather

thank you rain thank you pain
youve done it again
without you this change
would never have begun

blink..

2009-08-03T20:53:00.003+04:00

so she came and left
and with her the wind
rained on and swept
my heart as it thinned
the feelings of past
crawling under my skin
that had haunted my depths
as she burrowed within

without expectations
i prayed for the world
of sprawling emotions
i hoped she would swirl
in my naive devotion
for this magical girl
who'd tasted not the potion
that she recklessly hurled

at my soul and spirit
that had patiently sat
through this endless desert
of an old tale's format
breathing slowly within it
gently whispering that
this tiny little blink fit
must stay or come back

but she left yes she did
just as fast as she came
leaving me livid
with feelings of shame
upon reflections so candid
i knew i was lame
the dream that evaporated
had left me in the rain

the kitchen sink

2009-03-19T13:23:00.003+04:00

last time i saw her was two years ago..

i took her to the airport where the wings of a machine would carry her away..

my heart cracked and my colour faded that day..

many rains washed me since as i walked streets to dispense plaguing thoughts..

i was sure i would never see her again..

this morning i learned that some wings would deliver her back to my space..

suddenly the two years ago seemed like yesterday..

like those two years had drained down the kitchen sink..

little blessing..

2008-08-07T07:04:00.004+04:00

thoughts like ants running rivers through my mind..
tickling the nerves of life and torturing my spine..
sleep giving way to that mission of mine..
to understand exactly what is going on..

feelings like rain sprinkling all the time..
blowing in the wind and landing without rhyme..
converting me to the wettest kind..
of person as i try to get a grip of this internal comotion..

nothing in this madness seems to have any direction..
i could ponder it for years and still be left with misperception..
thoughts and feelings dancing in me not a waltz think head-bang..
a vicious mass duet is this insane little blessing..

2007-12-04T14:51:00.000+04:00

"I thought i had a dream
i thought i had a love
i thought i had a reason for go ahead
i thought i had someone near me

It has been always easy for you
you thought it would be easy also this time
you thought i would be easy just because "in love"
you thought you could get what you need without any word.

i'll put in front of your face all things you did to me
i'll put my heart in front of your eyes
and you will see all the pain you bring for me.

you are used to don't care about how people feel
but this time you'll have to open your eyes
this time you find someone who'll not shut up..

I can cry for a whole day, for a whole months, for a whole year
but I'll stand up again and finally realize that you don't deserve any love.
A human beeing can survive even the worst suffer,
i'm sorry for you, but i'll survive also your leavin'... "

...grey sky...

2007-11-23T13:13:00.000+04:00

A grey sky over stand the wet city, where wet men are moving nervous, breathing death, running behind a chimera…
All of them pretend to be extraordinary people with their great cars, “P**da” shoes and jeans by “*&*”...following the will of GOD of Fashion, but if you ask them who was Coco they’ll simply say “a perfume”
…all they have muscles hardly drawn hours in gym, but they will never help you to lift up your shoppers, and bright tanning even in winter…
All confuse sex with love, “open mentality and social battles” with “Going to Cuba and having fun”.. most of them enjoy cocaine, cause they are too "high class" for marijuana…-Fashion involve also drugs-…
Friendship means opportunism, respect means nothing, you can forgive lies, you can forgive crimes, you can forgive a thief and let him to represent your country… They find their GOD, IDEALS, VALUES, MODELS… DREAMS inside a multicolour box…dulled by flash sights…

I watch this miserable city, from this miserable window… a shiver run down my spine…
Oh my God, where are we going? I keep watching out the window, looking for some blue between clouds…

I know there is… if not now, one day I’ll find it… behind clouds the sky is just blue... for ever.

Job description

2007-11-18T12:39:00.000+04:00

You make me quit my job

You take over my life

And when I ask what time you're coming home

You call me a petty housewife.

You make me ride on top

And when I scream for more

You turn around and tell me

That I act like a whore.

What does it take

To do whats deemed right

How is a balance achieved

Shut up and avoid a fight.

Maybe I am all these things

That you always say to me

But I'm a little confused so help me out

Isn't this what you want me to be?

The Story

2007-11-16T03:56:00.000+04:00

For a story to be told
The whens and whys, we should behold,
The triangle of a myth
The shadow of death
The path of the heart we try to follow

And onto that path we pledge
To deny the lies that we have edged
To pursue excellence in our lives
The cherished feelings we are ever denied
In a moment of time, we are weakened - a-fledged

A lifelong journey to be taken
A source of irrationale to be broken
To sense
To wonder
To hope
Not plunder
To make elite
The the idea within

A story that will go far
To be understood
To be taken par..

A Ravage of Human Blood

2007-11-10T23:47:00.000+04:00

I wish I was a letter
I wish I was a Bee
I wish I was a cloud
Over the sea

Somebody get this mood
Off of me
I'm not the chosen
I'm the 'chosee'

Ravaged between the dirt
Cleaned off the blood
An eye through the lies
No one is ever bulletproof

Shattered through the dust
Cleaned up in frames
That glass that bleeds
The stone that cries
The difference is, there is no truth
Just the lies

Just a choice
Just a gleam
There is no voice, anymore
Within me

I choose to be silent
And listen to the wind
I choose to be observant
And forget movement
I chose this path
Yet, I don't understand
Why is it that I have to sacrifice
My life
My dreams
My wishes
Just because my life is out of my hands..?

Stupid

2007-11-09T01:25:00.000+04:00

It was only a matter of time
Before this was going to happen
Before I landed a cliff-fall
Before I reboot my life

And unfortunately for me
It's all my fault
No one else's
But my own

I have to go on
I have to move on
I have to live on
I have to go on

She didn't want me
She never did
I was fooling myself
For that - I'm stupid

The Luckiest

2007-11-07T23:26:00.000+04:00

One of my favorite tracks....

listen to this

The piano is lovely, the lyrics are lovely, and the balance is perfect.
Loads of nice memories and thoughts are associated with this piece. I hope you can enjoy it as much as I have.

Ben Folds Five.

will I ever get that chance?

2007-11-04T01:47:00.000+04:00

I feel so sad
Because I have pushed you so far away
The one good chance
To pull you in

I wish, I wish
I would I could reel you back in
To win your trust, to win your heart
So I can feel - once again - your whim

I feel so lost without you
I feel that I have done a great misdeed
To both
You and me

I feel that the one thing that could have made me happy
Has now gone with the wind
Because I feel like this, for no one else
Even though you said you would never love again

I wish, I wish,
For a chance to prove my love for you
I wish for a chance
To always be there for you
To always love you and care for you
To always cherish you for the rest of my life

I wonder..
Will I ever get that chance with you?

Him & His Wishes

2007-11-02T05:25:00.000+04:00

He wore his heart on his sleeve
He was always sensitive but never decieve
He chose the life that others would never choose to recieve
This is the him that others would never understand or choose to believe

He loved with all his heart
Never was there really a true spark
And in his soul he chose to keep
The fascinating story of who he used to be

I wish I could be who I used to be
I wish I could
I wish I could turn back the time
And instead of grains of sand that I would hold, it would be

Irony

2007-10-23T19:28:00.001+04:00

Too many issues of Cosmopolitian
On how to find and keep THAT man
But why is he late coming home from work
And a slightly ferrous taste in my mouth.

Where-ever You Are..

2007-10-22T23:48:00.000+04:00

I hope where-ever you are, you are in a happy place
Smiling, gracefully, like you do everyday
I cannot help but think of your smile
Your eyes, your whims - even your sighs
I cannot help but think and ponder
The child, inside of me, that you have woken up to look yonder
This feeling of love
That you have injected me with
The happiness that I look forward to, the only thought that keeps up my chin

I wish that where-ever you are, you are in a happy place
The only place that I can think of that you would always be smiling from within

I hope wherever you are
You are always smiling
Laughing
Having the joy of your life

You have no idea
What you have taught me
You are a true inspiration
How could I ever live without you in my life?

Eid Mubarak .. everyone

2007-10-12T10:02:00.000+04:00

Eid Mubarak to every single one of you.

Here's hoping that this year will be a great new year filled with happiness, and many needed accomplishments the world deserves to look forward to.

RePost: Slow Dance

2007-10-10T14:19:00.000+04:00

I got this very lovely poem sent to me through the email early today morning and I felt so touched by it that I though I would do the composer of it a small favor by posting it our humble but uniquely placed blog.

The poem is a child is has been diagnosed as having a terminal illness of Cancer. I hope and I pray that she would live to be strong and old and one be able to at least live her live, her dreams. Perhaps one day, she would stumble upon this blog in that time and read her very creation of her hands.

The poem is very nice titled "Slow Dance".

Have you ever watched kids
On a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain
Slapping on the ground?

Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?

You better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.

Do you run through each day
On the fly?
When you ask How are you?
Do you hear the reply?

When the day is done!
Do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores
Running through your head?

You'd better slow down
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.

Ever told your child,
We'll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste,
Not see his sorrow?

Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time
To call and say,'Hi'

You'd better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.

When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift....Thrown away.

Life is not a race.
Do take it slower
Hear the music
Before the song is over.

little..

2007-10-06T16:01:00.000+04:00

little was the chance that their paths would ever meet..

little could fate resist such an enchanting treat..

little was her smile yet it lit his heart..

little was the time until their paths were torn apart..

"Paranoic Friday #1"

2007-10-05T14:41:00.000+04:00

Thoughts are coming to mind and i’m wandering in the ocean of images, sounds, smell…
I feel confused… Have I ever really been there? Have I ever meet you in my life..
I can’t remember, cannot distinguish dreams from realty…
confused… tired… with a stone on my chest.
I wake up. Now.
I realized, yes.
It will be hard, I know.
I’ll have to fight, I’m not stupid.
But I am aware. And it’s worth for.

At first sight..

2007-09-28T23:01:00.000+04:00

My page is a sensible film,
my pen is the light.
I’ve many stories to tell you,

The stories of ordinary people
who are living, moving, breathing
and maybe will pass by in this world leaving no signs.
Just they catch my sight for a while,
and keep my mind, heart, eyes in the same line.

History is written also by normal, simple and ordinary people…
students, workers, women, young guys
maybe too many times lonely, confused, worried…
with their Personal but so Extraordinary Life.

I’m not a writer, maybe either a photographer…
just I can say I’m a dreamer.
I’ll write with the light, I’ll write with the shadows, I’ll write with my pen…
thoughts, dreams, feelings, steps on the Way of my Life.

Passion is the way of life

2007-09-25T17:58:00.001+04:00

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