Dream

Look at what you have dreamt last night, the sky is red with fear today, of what will become of this day, and you opened your eyes hoping to usher in spring in the valley, no flower in blossom, no leaves on the branches, yet a sad song filled the air, the wind by its side, and the sky got ready to melt, to prepare for the day,

Look at how a dream comes true, look at how a dream can hurt…

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Soft rays

The soft rays of hope and longing, flowing like drops of sweat, sticking to the skin, a respite, a suffering, like the poem I wrote last night, like the thought I have been living with, I am proud of, yet I won’t hang it outside my balcony, the soft rays won’t tell you the story, the shadows won’t cover the moistness, a life, a love, all in a vacuum, the soft ray leaves in a while, and you strike the match, while the dreams still have a meaning, while the tears fulfill a dream, while the hands are still warm in your hands in the midst of all these, while the soft rays keep searching…

Yin Yang

The sun, the red, the wrath, the surrender, and the promise, without an end, for the rise, again red, and the humble, the pure, on the journey, to cross the soul, and its pitfalls, while the heart keeps longing, for the absent, for the love, for the red, looking at you, and you staring at me, all the while, the day and night plays yin yang…