What you wear, my love
A golden heart that prances,
Holding sun flowers.
cute! like wearing “wrongly designed” kimono π₯°
What You Wear
Category: love
Bowing
Bowing, Beloved
I to all telling me off
That I am lower.
I’m bowing to all, I’m in a lowest position to respect the whole universe–
Thank you.
Brightened
Dear Life....
Even if you're as gloomy as dull days,
I'll brighten you up.
There is so much colour saved for
You.
let’s start with yellow
then more…..
yet I truly know my colours don’t always make others’ day so I decided to be as bright as I can be & won’t let others’ colour bother me
Signs Everywhere
Signs are everywhere
Telling me what river says.
Hi Numbers, thank you.
26 is like poets telling me to keep writing poems outside work.
36 is telling me to be just human being.
79 is telling me to make decision strongly when needed.
can you see the bird? π what sign is that?
Tea
Tea, Beloved? Yes.
Served with no sugar, with love
In a lovely day
How I Thank
How I thank, my love
To the spaciousness within?
Dancing or singing?
Or simply talking nonsense
In a morning cup of tea?
Soaring
Soaring, Beloved
With this wind beneath my wings--
This breathing frees us.
This Heart
This heart is working
And resting while you're pulsing.
Never stop loving--
it’s a machine producing vibe in life, hope in every step — heart it is
A Ghost Within
She's a ghost within
Drawn with steps, breaths and thoughts.
Colouring a life--
a ghost within reminding me everyday that no one is perfect
a self portrait of 50% or maybe 0% or maybe 100% each day I touch it
looking like a ghost of my own dead
π
Beauty Admired
How beautiful he is
Like a butterfly
Flying on a daisy
To another so lightly.
A daisy she is
Just one of the visited
Then forgotten
Like her own petals
Falling one by one.
Age, Beloved
Counts.
This Love
This love, Beloved
Flies from nowhere to your head
That thinks not of me.
Do I exist when you do?
Rose tint that will fade away--
the wish is for red roses but what’s coming is red butterflies that will keep the cycle on and on.
Dissolved
Dissolved, Beloved
To the air that we both breathe.
I'm full with your love.
Written
Oh, Beloved, my!
It's written. Who will read it?
If no heart recites.
maktoub
Silhouette
π
I Won’t Stop
π
Three
It's three, Beloved
Walking the path to the light.
Bless us. Please bless us.
Folded Paper
Folded paper, Love
Hides faces, shows a
figure.
Bowing to the soul--
bowing to the soul by not bowing
Fast Moving Slow Time
If I could fold time,
I would fold it a thousand times
So I could meet you soon.
Yet if time were folded a thousand times,
How short time would be,
And how short I can chat with you.
Can time be made origami?
Being a flower when I'm with you,
Its petals would be sprayed with gallons of musk
That evaporates like your shadows--
Being white paper when I'm alone,
It would be on which I write signs
That would easily guide the meanings-- and
The riddle is over.
How about it?
or slow moving fast time
White Flowers
White flowers, my love
Hidden behind a faint smile--
A sweet scene to see
π
It’s All Around You
It's all around you
The music that falls in love
With that that plays it.
let’s dance until all notes fall off
Curtains
Curtains, Beloved:
Drawn to find your pretty face;
Closed to hide my heart--
“hello, black cat”, said a lady
“hello, white shadow”, said a cat
Weeping Reed
Weeping reed, my love
Sway gracefully by the breeze.
Longing for summer--
π
Seigaiha
Missing the calmness that sings.
Missing the peace that dances.
Missing the cheer than paints.
Missing the stillness that recites.
Missing all that lives caressing this hair
With the breeze of love
Of love
Of love.
Life is just like that.
Just like
You--
Seigaiha
The Waving Hair
The waving hair, Love.
The ears listening to you.
Black, white, green and blue.
turquoise, Beloved…. π
Anything But King
being a pawn, Love:
walk up then be anything.
anything. but king--
you just need to safely walk; yet there shall be purpose, plan, strategy, rescue, re-evaluate of steps all the way across the line
π
The Wolf to The Moon
The wolf to the moon
"I miss you, the eye of nights."
She sets, counting days.
time starts with the count of a rise
love starts with the count of a prayer
trust starts with letting go
space starts with acceptance
you & I starts when both howl in unison — calling what’s the moon is hiding
Riding
Riding blue, my love
Brings me to a green heaven.
Turquoise celebrates.
Songs I’ve Sung
Songs I've sung, my love
Call the secret of this life.
Shown before these eyes--
singing to the birds under the Moon
Composed
Colours, Beloved
Emit messages through air
Wrapped by sight of yours.
why do they think I flirt if I’m a complete composition with which life sings, a finished painting in which symbols are spread, an unrolled land on which my whole body rests every night
i let them misunderstand the way they think they understand me
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how i forget the water in which i've lived all my life; yet how i've always loved it through this breathing
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