the invisible

Sculpting the invisible 

a street artist disappeared before

I drop my coins in his hat.

some Rumi (again)

THE AWAKENING

In the early dawn of happiness
you gave me three kisses
so that I would wake up
to this moment of love

I tried to remember in my heart
what I’d dreamt about
during the night
before I became aware 
of this moving 
of life

I found my dreams 
but the moon took me away
It lifted me up to the firmament
and suspended me there
I saw how my heart had fallen
on your path
singing a song

Between my love and my heart
things were happening which
slowly slowly 
made me recall everything

You amuse me with your touch
although I can’t see your hands.
You have kissed me with tenderness
although I haven’t seen your lips
You are hidden from me.

But it is you who keeps me alive

Perhaps the time will come
when you will tire of kisses
I shall be happy 
even for insults from you
I only ask that you 
keep some attention on me.

Endless

I am walking fast 

to the restless arms

of your love

There is nothing 

that can stop this

wild chasing 

that started between 

my universe of dreams

and

your Universe of Creation

In all sleepless nights

I stretch my hands 

to embrace you

In all shinny noons 

you send warm silk

 to cover me with joy

and remind me of your name

You are never too far

even between these letters 

your shadow lights their meaning

and bring back your love to me

to the place where it belongs-

again and again

It has been a long time

Falling from the sky

straight to my arms

-your sunshine under my 

eyelashes-

there you choose to rest for a while

You smile just as I saw you 

the first time

we all know that smile 

but somehow forgot

and you bring it on your clouds in a rainy day

in  my forest of expectations. 

I need no umbrella to cover this joy

you come as I was crying 

and lift me up to your lips

now I know where I belong

It has been a long time...

since you called my name

it was the first time for me

to hear it in this narrow path Im walking.

Further then this air of illusion 

you sleep between the stars

and light the Universe. 

There I also belong

I know now...

it has been a long time... 

All the way around

I can't forget

I only regret-

for being so quiet,

for being so loud 

for being so cold,

for being so warm...

I can't forget 

I only regret-

for talking for hours

for walking with days

-not straight to you heart

but all the way around.

I can't forget,

I only regret-

for being so stubborn 

and never having any regrets! 

I can't regret

I and how could I ever forget

your presence and 

the sweet-bitter taste of your 

whispers in the night

and those pause you made,

in which you buried all the words

you needed to say.

Really,

I can't forget! 

Desert of Love

EDNA TROSHKA LJUBOV NEMAM

CELATA JA  RAZDADOV ZA GROSH ILI DVA

I EVE SEGA CELATA MI SE VRAKA-

PUSTINA OD LJUBOV OKOLU MENE

SAMA VO NEA

KAKO IZVOR KOJ SE KAE STO

NE E SAMO EDNO ZRNO PESOK

VO TAA PUSTINA. 

modern haiku

欲しい 思い出、友達、

ステキな恋人 欲しい とにかく　

とりあえず　休みをください

Oscillation

I'll reserve a valley for us on the moon

and there I'll wait for you until the Sun rises 

I'll reserve a tree for us on the moon

and under we'll be kissing till the Moon 

crosses the Earth 

I'll reserve a special place for us

a secret place between the stars

where you'll be able to see me

as I am

equal to the Stars

brighter then the Moon

warmer then the Sun

and still oscillating on this Earth

only for You! 

Pale white

Green after red 

and yellow after blue
wherever you go
all the colors follow you

And I am so simple
-pale white
so you can't see me
right?

I am there-
where ever you go
I follow,
when you sleep
I color your dream

Pale white as a fog
or a ghost
pale white
as the color you
happen to ignore most.

The Threefold Path by Richard Rose

I come to you as a man selling air,
And you will think twice at the offer and price,
And you will argue that nothing is there,
Although we know that it is - everywhere.

I bring a formula largely untold, -
Of forces mixed with between and betwixt.
And only seen when allowed to unfold.
And better felt when the body is cold.

I have a map to the home of the soul,
Beyond the mind is a golden find, -
The paradox is a guide to the goal, -
Though doubt is sacred, each man is the Whole.

Bridge

Bridge

You don’t let me pass through...
Its night and I beg you
-please …
you don’t let me pass through…
to the other side of the bridge
where you stand to come
and share the moon with you...
Then why did you put the bridge between us?
Isn’t the bridge a road that connects,
Not a deadly rope that sets apart?
Its night and I’m cold,
My whispers cross the bridge to reach you..
but, just a cold air from the other side of the
bridge comes back like an answer…
Why did you put the bridge between us?

And when you are close to me its like nothing else in the world

When We walk
we took same steps
-some steps that brings us closer
When we talk
we choose same words
-some words that takes us further
when we think
we do same mistakes
-some mistakes that stand between us


Nothing is the same
for me anymore
since you entered
this labyrinth of longing
I know how to go out
from here but I don't wanna
leave without you
Every inch that you move
its an earthquake
every slight change in your voice
its a conclusion


And when you are close to me its like nothing else in the World

Mozes da me drzis za raka uste malku
nema da se potrosham
mozes da me poglednes vo oci
barem ednas nema da isceznam
Mozes da ostanes uste malku
Nema da te ukradam
Bez kopnezi I nadezi
anemichna I zbuneta
pred tebe stojam
napravi nesto so mene …
Podadena, prodadena, podarena
pred tebe stojam
napravi nesto so mene.

Izmamena, osamena , razdadena
Pred tebe stojam
no ne stoime na isto mesto cinam -
jas pred tebe sum
a ti nekade daleku -
izguben, istroshen, razdaden nasekade
nekade se barash…
kako da ne znaes deka
veke odamna vo mene si preselen

Dragon

Like a dragon with spread wings
you attack my thoughts
weak and naive they surrender
without resistance
Like a dragon without home
you fall a sleep in me every night -
sleepless and lonely
I keep your dream from winds
Like a dragon you wake up
like an angel you sleep
like water you fled me

There is some sadness

There is some sadness in that stone
beyond the form and the
intention of the sculptor ...
Did he waited too much
to be touched
or wanted to remain one whole with the mountain?

There is some sadness
in that stone..

Different

I measured my heart today
And realized its perfect size
to fit you in
No space for anything else
For anybody else
I measured my heart today
And it’s lighter than it was
It’s brighter than it was
It’s bigger than it was
I measured my heart today
Just to check is it still here
Cause I feel strange lately…
Can’t hear my fears,
Can’t measure the beats
Can’t connect with the brain…
I measured my heart today
And guess what
Everything is on the same place
as before
Just it feels different…

You put me in a place
of timeless spinning
in the universe of confusion and drunkenness
I can no longer recognize the seasons
not even distinguish day from night

If I say something know that its a lie
cause the all the words are now
against me
all of them protest to define
what I'm feeling now

You put me in a place of hunger
where only desired food is a
seed from your essence
you erased me from existing
Im no longer here
I am there with you
in the place of all beginings

Me stavash vo vrvot na ochajot
Na rabot od ludosta
Vo bezdnata na nadezta
Na rtot na osamenosta.

Vo prostorot na bezvremenosta me stavash
Vo karpa me pretovri za nok
Na krajot na svetot me frli za mig
Me izbrisha od mapata na postoenjeto
I me precerta vo sebe si….
Kade si..kade sum? Kade me odnese so tvoite misli ne znam
Cekoram izgubena I spomen nemam ni za denes ni za vcera…spiev li, sonuvav li, te sonuvav li, sonuvam li ….
Nemam ideja
Site idei mi se nedofatni
Sekoja misla dalechna
Opiena sum I otruena od tvojte vozdishki
Kade si? Kade me odnese?

I can't even start a poem
its your fault....
you don't listen my voice...you can't see me
you can't remember my face.
I can't even finish a poem
its your fault
you don't sleep to dream me
you betrayed me everyday
with the whole world
where you stand like a stranger
just like me
I can't even write a poem....

fog

I can feel your thoughts of me
They linger with days and nights
Around my lips and beseech me
to call your name

I can smell your presence in the winter nights
when you try to heat up by some other, cold fires

Have no regrets,

Forgiven are all your attempts to forget me,
To replace me, to erase me,
You traveled for million years to find me
and Now when you did
the fear fogged your eyes

Have no regrets,

My thoughts will never give up flying
to linger around your lips
For months and years,
to beseech you
To call my name

Somewhere

Somewhere far from here its night
and collective death takes place
and here is sunny day in the train.

Somewhere far from here
there is nothing but the ocean
here -walls and broken bridges.

I wish somewhere was here
and here was there

in the sunshine where all things are sealed.

Oneness

Drag me in that small hole
where you usually avoid to enter.
Cover me with that emptiness
which you usually fear to show.
Call me "yours"
cause that is what I am
Present only as reflection in
the eyes that you wear.
The longer I look the more I forget
where me ends and where you starts,
so come on, hurry up and drag me
in that small hole of oneness.

Distance

I've never should've let your hands ...

... now what I have between the fingers

is emptiness and distance. 

When you look at your mirror

when you look closely in your eyes,

don't you see me there ?

You should've never let me go

in that cold day ...

... and now what you have next to you 

is emptiness and distance.

What we have  now is less than what we had before we met

It should've be this way. 

More Rumi

When your chest is free of your limiting ego,

Then you will see the ageless Beloved.

You can not see yourself without a mirror;

Look at the Beloved, He is the brightest mirror.

Let the lover be disgraceful, crazy,

absentminded. Someone sober

will worry about things going badly.

Let the lover be.

When you find yourself with the Beloved, embracing for

one breath,

In that moment you will find your true destiny.

Alas, don't spoil this precious moment

Moments like this are very, very rare.

With the Beloved's water of life, no illness remains

In the Beloved's rose garden of union, no thorn remains.

They say there is a window from one heart to another

How can there be a window where no wall remains?

To the Beloved- devoted to Rumi

I am dedicating this month to -Jelaluddin Rumi, the 13th century mystic poet, was truly one of the most passionate and profound poets in history.  Now, today his presence still remains strong, due in part to how his words seem to drip of the divine, and startle a profound rememberance that links all back to the Soul-Essence.  Born in what is present day Afghanistan in 1207, he produced his master work the Masnawiwhich consists of over 60,000 poems before he died in 1273.  The best way to fully say in words his impact, is that he has the ability to describe the Indescribable, Ineffable-- God. 

Rumi's poetry have the power to change people hearts, to transform passive into active energy, to heal your heart and to lift you up to the sky to become one with the Creator. I find his words penetrating directly to my higher emotional intelligence and bringing my wandering self to the source of creativity.All his poems are about love....his words are coming directly from the spirit of love, the Creator, the one that is waiting to be waken up in ourselves. The beloved.

Out Beyond 

Out beyond ideas

 of wrongdoing and rightdoing,there is a field. 

 I'll meet you there.

When the soul lies down in that grass,

the world is too full to talk about.

Ideas, language, even the phrase each other

doesn't make any sense.

by Rumi

The Taste of Morning

Time's knife slides from the sheath,

as fish from where it swims.

Being closer and closer is the desire 

of the body. Don't wish for union!

There's a closeness beyond that. Why

would God want a second God? Fall in

love in such a way that it frees you

from any connecting. Love is the soul's

light, the taste of morning, no me, no

we, no claim of being. These words

are the smoke the fire gives off as it

absolves its defects, as eyes in silence,

tears, face. Love cannot be said.

Between all things

Between all the lies I know you are the purest
Cause all this world is lie in a lie
And all my eyes can reach is only a copy of your face

You are the sun behind the sun
You are the heart of my heart
You are the essence in my form

Where do I rush when I only
want to meet you?

Am I going to meet myself when you come across?

I am erasing all created by human
And I call you to enjoy the view with me
You will see that there will be nothing left-
But You and Me
As it was at the beginning.

Once I was Ocean and You was the water in the Ocean
Once I was space and You was the air in the Space
Once I was time and You was the eternity in the Time
Once I was You and You was Us

In these long days of pollution
I can still remember you in the moments
I forget about myself ...
I'm longing to be with you again my Love
in that Your Universe
of perfect innocence of being

When the lovers meet they exchange their skins

When the lovers meet they exchange their skins

 

Only The Lover knows what waiting means

Without sand’s watch, 

without the Sun and the Moon

He feels the time passing on his skin

-skin longing for touch , burning for warmth

Dying for replacement.

 

White nights

White Nights

 

Only the anger can save me from this helpless love of mine

Deceived, betrayed, abandoned, insulted –

With every second I inhale

 I only wait

for more of the same poison

Kiss me even if that means pain

Hold me even if that means prison

Punish me even if that means You

 

Don’t ever leave this room of waiting

Don’t ever open this window of expectations

Don’t ever fall a sleep on this bed of dreams

-for I will take you with me there forever

Haunted soul between the sky and the earth you will become

Mine forever my Love

Don’t ever ask me to let you go

Cause for letting you go would mean

Waking up

And it is too late for me to wake up

In this pitch black night of longing

For your surrender.

Once the night is over and you wake up

You will miss me

-as the night miss the darkness in the White Nights.

 

Hidden

Hidden like a 

sunshine under the chair 

every second look you 

send far away from me

hits the wall of my fear

I wanna smell your lips 

with my hair 

I wanna hear your heart 

with my skin

I wanna touch your eyes

with my breath

Hidden like a cat's dream 

in a winter night

your trails vanishes from my memory.

Left alone with fake fantasy

I dream of ghosts -

they all claim to be your twins

but non of them knows my name.

Hidden like the fears you have

the night comes to ask for 

revenge -

we've took too much hours

 adding more night in the mornings

-the hours in which you hide me in your shadow. 

The other half

Half of the mirror you've seen

-the other half is me.

half of the stars you've counted

the other half are your eyes.

Half of the ocean is empty

the other half are my tears.

Half of this is true

the other half  you know it

from your dreams.

Half is not enough

to make this half empty

still, half is not enough 

to make this half one whole.

U

Upside down I am kissing U

U and always U

and forever U 

and everywhere U

U-who is my sister's brother but not mine

U who comes in dreams to remind me 

that all created and all imagined is 

for U and because of U. 

U who knows all my smiles 

and takes all my thoughts 

away from all that isn't U.

Upside down we sleep

like twins 

upside down U turn  the time

2 meet me in places forbidden for many. 

U U U U U

U with no name

no face

no voice

U with  all I need to die for. 

Tonight I put the secret key to my dreams

on the tree of forgetting. 

Take some leafs when U steal that key

and put them in front of my door

I hope the smell to wipe the memories 

in the mornings when I wake up looking for U...

everywhere....  

I swear by Rumi

I swear, since seeing Your face,

the whole world is fraud and fantasy

The garden is bewildered as to what is leaf

or blossom. The distracted birds

can't distinguish the birdseed from the snare.

 

A house of love with no limits,

a presence more beautiful than venus or the moon,

a beauty whose image fills the mirror of the heart.

                                                             

Show me your right hand

and that secret smile

you hide;

Show me the left hand 

and those small lies 

you dare to have;

show me night 

and that moon behind the clouds,

show me the whole world and my self

cause from here where I stand I 

can only see your eyes. 

Looking for my babe

Big are my shoes for these big streets

where I can't find a fountain

I can't find a fish.

Big is my umbrella for this big rain 

for this small body 

hidden in your shoes.

Looking for my babe

I cross the bridge of fire

looking for my babe

I found my self lost. 

Just before

Just before today it was yesterday

just before me was someone else

just before I open my mouth 

I lost my initial thoughts 

Woman in Love

Know nothing

fear nothing 

expect nothing-

Woman in Love

Closer

Come closer to the fire

to feel the distance between the things.

Sit in the fire 

to feel the closeness 

with yourself. 

Become the fire

to forget both.

Kraj

Pretending that you are sleeping

you try to drag the time in your dream

and hide me there with you.

Sad I sit next to the window

which I want to open 

and see that it is Sunday

but outside- cold and unknown people.

 You sleep pretending 

that you are not noticing me

when I wake up to leave

dreamless,  speechless, confused...

Pretending that you don't know

that I'm not coming back

your look follows me till the end...

Is this end...? 

Folder-Empty

A secret from 

an empty heart I've
pulled out for you.
Secret like a curse
for for all mornings
that you've cherished
without me.
Whispering to your ears
this secret will wake you up
every new morning from now.
A cursed secret- not to be able to hear it
not to be able to remember it
just to feel it all the time...
like a small stone in your shoes,
from which you want to get rid of;
like a mosquito which comes to your ear
but every time you try to catch it he is not there anymore;
like a Trojan virus in your files...
FINAL WARNING!
... I am now sending my secret
to wake you up 

when I can not ....

Blue

Calm or cold?
pure or freezing ?
like the high sky free or like the deepest waters lonely ?
Which blue did you used for painting the walls of your heart?
Is it me or is it you
color blind?

Night over Tokyo

Night is coming over Tokyo.
Shifting east for west one bird crossed the sky.
Night is coming over Tokyo.
The distance chimney
sends black smoke to my white shirt.
Night is coming over Tokyo.
Crossing the bridge one lady
drop a tear under her umbrella.
Night is coming over Tokyo...I think.
All the lights are on and I can't be sure
if the night is here or it is night all the time.
However, I heard on the news...night is coming over Tokyo.

Na vrvot ti

Skalila mnogu
na vrvot ti- nasmean i tivok.
Sonuvav son za pesna nebeska
vo nea sega te prepoznavam.
Ke ceka rajot - reche i izlaza,
koga jas ne te cuvav vo sonishta
mi te zema na izmama.
Svitkana breza
na zemja potprena
ceka dozd.
Ceka buri i uragani.
Se da se izbrishe
nov svet da se sozdade.
Neboto e tivko. Tazen e vozduhot. Sonceto od sram denes ne izgreva.
Nevesta vo belo trcha po polinja. Sama.

Even the sky knows

Overlapping shadows on
unknown land
draws a circle.
All the trees and even the sky knows
why the Sun
made a mistake making
two shadows from one figure.
All the clouds and even the Sky knows
and you are still asking me.
- Why?

Ending

Here I'm ending
close to you
and everything seems
as at the beginning.

Calm and New.

Centuries are passing by me

Stavena vo tegla, konzervirana, zatvorena, pritisnata do bolka- Bolka.
Boli so rezervi I bezrezervno gi razoruzuva site moi vojnici sto gi branat zidovite na osamenosta.
Kade ostanuva vremeto koe go potroshiv. Tegli –polni so vreme, ispolneto I prazno, moe vreme bez tebe vo nego. Sonuvam deka baknuvam…kogo li? Delovi od tebe I hibridi cudni na luge poznati I nepoznati. Krvni vrski bezvrska povrzani so tebe. Na kamenot na ludosta stojam . Me bolis, mnogu me bolis. Site teorii I nauki za lesno lebdenje I crtanje krug vo svojata senka se nezaokruzeni bez tebe vo niv. Smisla razdelena na dve-besmislenost. Kade li me baras se prasuvam? Dali mozebi vo tugi oci me prepoznavas, se plasam da pomislam…Si prestanal da me sonuvas-sonuvam….I kraj nema ova vrtenje vo krug. Ti pak izviras od tamu od kaj sto te gonam I doagas vo noki koga nema mesto za tret. Kako da se plasis da me izgubis, a ne si me ni nasol. Zosto li ti treba tolku mnogu vreme… Vekovi pominaa pokraj mene samo vo eden zivot. Vekovi osudeni na vetrishta I praznina. Prazninata ponekogas me polni I prestanuvam da se sekavam na tebe. I togas doagaat novi vetrishta koi podmolno te butkaat pod vratata na mojata dusha. Kako severen veter vleguvash I se provlekuvas vo koskite i podlaboko od toa. Laden e vetrot sto si odi….laden e toj vetar, znam... no za mojata studena soba e potopol od ognen zdiv.
Te nosam niz sonishta kako prokletstvo.
Bolka si ti.
Bolka sto me leci I poseduva.
Bolka si ti.
Bolka sto doaga kako podarok, si odi kako kazna.
Ostani tamu kade sto me baras…ili jas da ostanam tamu kade sto me naogas.
Ke te zaklucam vecerva vo sonot mi, ke te vrzam, ke te magepsam, ke te zatvoram , ke te opijam, ke te uspijam….Tuka ke se budis , tuka ke zaspivas.
Tuka ke me baras, tuka ke me naogas.Tuka ke te baram, tuka ke te naogam.

The World

Stay

Pulling the curtain
the afternoon light spread all over your skin.
I'm jealous already.
I buried all my face into your hair getting drunk from your smell.
I keep it in me. I forgot to exale...
Night is my enemy,
dream is my hope
morrning is my punishment.
Stay.
I know somebody is waiting you for dinner.

Thinking

To think that I am not going
to think of you anymore
is still thinking of you.
Let me then try not to think
that I am not going to think of you.

Takuan

The very best-Radovan Pavlovski

Orpheus looking back

He turned to Her and She revived.
She's fallen asleep over my song.
Did she want me to stay in love
and unborn? Prophecies
came from light like the combined voice of cockerels.
Was it the snowdrop nurtured by the snows,
as I within myself counted the waves?
I searched for you.
I roamed. I roamed.

No
There is no death.
Heaven is innocent.

(Radovan Pavlovski)

World in Color

I took some from there and I add here-
some color to my World
where once you walked colorless.