Caught

Your sight caught the centre of my mind
Suddenly,
Quickly I got infected
My heart beating slower and slower
Suddenly faster
Roaring like a lightning
As my lips tremble
While dreaming of sweet touch of those beautiful lips.

Wishes of getting closer
A thought refusing to leave my mind
As you walk away
The brilliant design of your back
Tender movement of your feet
Squeeze my brain
The only thought becomes
The angelic stranger
Slowly fading into the unknown world.

Gravel roads

Gently and smoothly
hearts open to one another
days starts passing by
and the mating hearts unfold
like roads of a long journey to come
they slowly and gently opens up
to new challenges of new days
like a journey trough the world
the surrounding changes
nothing looks perfect anymore
the gentle sweet moments have passed
clearly now its shows
that the road is more of a gravel road
lame and untamed
somehow confusing as some moments
are gentle and promising and others
are rough and threatening
some curves appears unexpected
like the end of the road is near
some surface stones
jumping and beating back at the hearts
the road becomes more a challenge
than the sweet honey moment it began as
life and love mixture becomes hard to understand
the gravel roads continue
as two hearts continue to dance together
the future becomes unkown.

Wipe your tears

with earthly pains
having painted
their prints across your heart
like an evil master of art
that knows no love
leaving you feeling lost
touching deep in you
so bad that tears
starts rolling from your eyes
across your face
like the Nile river
crossing the African landscape

the aching growing bigger
leaving you feeling like a beggar
of soulful healing powers from above
like a stormy rain prints
they fall across your face
as though you heart
is a water pump connected to your eyes
in moments of shaking hands
and bitter heart feelings like this
remember
to wipe your tears
and hold your holy spears
standing firm
for the rightful moments should rise

with your mind
in the mist of all filthy confusion
rise to let your heart beat calm down
letting you rise above the earthly weaknesses
above the fights and falls of this world
wipe your tears on you face
to let the road ahead of you become clear
wipe your tears
deny them access into your brand new day
despite the strength of the source of pain.

Storms in the heart

The beat of a calm heart
gone and lost in the confusion
of the world’s mixed emotions.
seconds of the once upon a time good love
no longer earthly belonging
what started as a nice moment
of hearts beating sweetly
and gently in love
slowly becomes wars of words
tenderness becomes bitterness
moments worth to be lived
ignored while honouring
unnecessary wars

suddenly the poor heart
is in the centre of bad beatings
and the calm heart
no longer beat one beat after the either
but roars like a lost wild animal
in the moment of earthly competitions
when people in what was voluntary act of the heart
becomes controlled by vicious rules of the world
and nice partnerships turns into
control battles of two minds
using silly things to cut down each others freedom
souls put under control

the heart in a dust not required
mind slowly loosing touch with happiness
the beating of the heart in shadows of love
love less felt
as the heart continue to beat with bitterness
covered so badly by painful feelings
and tears close to the eyes

is this love
is this love
that i am feeling
or is it the devils shadow
or his touch to what should be love
in moments like this
mind goes wild searching for what use to be love
the brain wonders if it will ever come back
and whether it ever existed or was it just body lust
the heart continue to suffer
beating painfully
this is not what the first sight suggested
not what the first days of life promised
wonder what changed the moments of love
to become the wild battles of couples of the earth...

Rainy stormy days

They come into our world
uninvited
unexpected
unwelcomed
touching our souls
while breaking our hearts

creating cold days
that remind you
of the warmth providers
in your world

in those bitter moments
you begin to think
of the source of sweetness
in your life

in the rough shaky moments
when the world seem to hurt
hope is on those having touched your heart
in the previous circles of your life

yet the depth and strength
of the rainy stormy days
comes alive
when the warmth provider becomes the critic
and the source of sweetness pours bitter judgement
the ones who once touched your heart
start deliberately squeezing on it
and the world seem to laugh at you
as the rainy stormy moments
seem to cover you soul.