Blue rain, and love, and joy, and chilly summer – All’s passed, all’s gone, all’s bending heads to autumn. There’ll still be rain and chill and joy – between the lines, But love cannot survive the summer death.
You remember, we found ourselves In a small and stuffy coffee cup. In a trap – black, and strong, and so smokey. There was no escape – wide open eyes. Wide awake I was – aware of you. Bookless ashes on black, burnt-down shelves, And two coffee-cups close – looking up. And the flickering light,Continue reading “Too Much Coffee”
Out in the shallow sea My knees have hit the bottom. Wet, salty hair And floating dress. There, on the shore – A big past mess. Stuck in this starless, shipless night, A short-haired mermaid starts to panic. Get me to the first ship in sight, Even if it’s Titanic.
Glasses, lips and shoes – Red is all I choose, You are of no use Anymore. Yellow coat embrace Laugh into your face. My heart lacks your space. Close the door. Forgive me, I am getting savage, This passion’s more than I can manage, My heart belongs to this new outfit Don’t be jealous –Continue reading “I Just Love It”
When stars steal my necklace, My pearls shine in summer sky I am more than reckless I give them away and sigh. When stars melt like ice-cream, And fall on my trembling palm, Red moon comes to rising And my heartbeat is far from calm. When stars know I’ve met you, When I’m glued toContinue reading “Milky Way”
Green rain filling her green eyes, Green grass painting her dress green. Don’t ask whether she has been Charmed by spells of dark-green sky She won’t tell you what it means – To run in the green of moors, To feel green out of your doors, To enchant someone with green. You will never comeContinue reading “Green”
Now everything around me’s just some fiction – A novel by a drunk, good-hearted man Who’s half-asleep, and tired beyond description, He fills the lines as crazily as one can. He writes of changing, but so lonesome settings, Of people, who are not unkind, but dull, Of some unpleasant past I keep forgetting, Of chaos-drivenContinue reading “A Woman’s Destiny Made Up By a Man”
It has been my misfortune – to run into you In the midst of a tangible, real-life crowd, It has been my misfortune that I never knew – Remembering you was not even allowed. Now you’ve captured my jealousy in black-and-white, Now it’s screaming through millions of Instagram posts, I am trying to write commentsContinue reading “Insta-Jealous”
Your left, my right – A mirror to break,I must not, you might – I’m trapped – my mistake.Could break free, find a cleftTo escape, to hide,But you know – nothing’s leftIn this glass that’d look right. My first poem here. Perhaps not a very cheerful one. But I hope that the weekend will bringContinue reading “The Mirror”