I give you my soul
You write me poems
I give you my soul
You pour me black coffee
I see your eyes
A city swims below us
Empty streets and whispers
Dragging suitcases
From station to station
Memories like dawn
Rise out of the blue
Love waves in veins
Heartbeats like drums
Rain soaks us wet
Sweet laughs break the space
I see endless dreams
Flying like paper kites
You hold the strings
Where they will take us?
Time runs, we ride it
Like wild horse in a desert
Life breathes, we inhale it
A moment like eternity
Words flow in the air
Sun sets, music fades
A city hides in us
You pour me black coffee
I see your eyes
You write me poems
I give you my soul.
The sea
The sun rises above the horizon,
soft music wakes me up.
My eyes open gently with the
warm sunlight caressing my cheeks.
The sea waves dance in the distance to the beating of my heart.
The wind rustles the curtains
with a gentle flow, like young girl's hair, wild and free
Feeling the gentle breeze on my skin, I come to the shore.
The sea whispers its tales to me
crushing its waves softly, a lullaby to my mind, so sweet, calming my soul.
Wrapped in this moment,
it's like a dream, dream I would never wake up from.
Happy New Year to you!
Ĥ appy new year to you and yours,
À ll the best for the days to come
P ray for peace and joy
P rosperity for all
Ÿ ears come and go, but love stays
Ñ ew beginnings always bring new joys
È very day is a chance to start anew,
Ŵ ishing you all the best, it's all up to you.
Ÿ our future is bright, go chase your dreams,
È njoy this new year, it's all yours it seems.
À s the clock strikes twelve, let's raise a toast,
Ŕ ing in the new year, let's make the most.
Love in a café
The aroma of coffee
filled the air
smooth jazz sounds
playing everywhere
My small and comforting place
offering me warm embrace
The world outside fades away
as you approached my way
Staring into your eyes
so clear as the skies
I was lost in the moment
a precious bestowment
You touched my hand
taking me to dreamland
The rhythm of our hearts
beating as one
In a café, where our love
has just begun.
Time
There is a time for crying and
a time for laughing
There is a time for screaming and
a time for silence
There is a time for holding feelings and
a time for letting them go
There is a time for wounds and
a time for heal
There is a time for truth
against all lies
There is a time for losing and
a time for winning
There is a time for stillness and
a time for running
There is a time for hiding and
a time for shining
There is a time to die and
time to live.
Two moons
I saw two moons at the night sky, like two hearts beating next to each other in the rhythm of life. They were magnificent, truly magical, shedding their light on the world beneath them. I stared at them, dazzled. The wind was gently swinging them like laughing children on the playground. They were signing a song so calm like a mellow handpan sound echoing in the night. I felt like they were telling me the wisdom of love and life, thousand years old, waiting to be passed on. I could hear them whispering to me gently.
"Listen to the wisdom, it will change you, it will change who you are."
"How?" I asked.
"Open your soul and love and life will meet you. They will knock on your door once. Open it and embrace them with with all of your heart. For love and life always come together."
"What is life without love?" I asked the two moons.
"It is nothingness, life cannot thrive without love and love needs life to exist."
"What is life with love?" I asked again.
"It is majestical utopia, utmost perfection, unique alchemy. "
"Can I have them both?" I asked the two moons.
"Yes, when you have true love in your life, your whole being is complete, in perfect harmony like yin and yang.'
I thought I was dreaming all this. It felt like it was a state of my pure imagination. But it wasn't. I rubbed my eyes, and the two moons were gone. I stood there smiling contentedly.
It started raining, raindrops falling like stars, soaking me wet. My mind was repeating the conversation, reminiscing the wisdom, keeping it like treasure.
"Will I see you again two moons?" I asked loudly.
There was no answer, but then I heard a quiet voice whisper:
"Wait for a bright night and you will meet us again. For there is more wisdom to tell."
I will wait, two moons. I will wait...
