hate crowds

It's hard to walk in the crowd of your words
hard to even breathe...
each step I make is taking me worlds away from you
I was the Devol's advocate of this Love
constantly claiming fakes of your
trust
holes of your
heart
and
Now I know
U r not the one
U r the only one

Morning

Do I fly towards you
when I pretend I die every night
or
You are still far from me

Tell me

You-center of the light
You-house for my orphan soul
You-tear for my sad eyes
You-essence of all I am
yet I still won't recognize you
even if you come infront of me
Everynight
I turn off my switch
hoping for a new day
and
Everyday
I am one day closer
to the promise you made
when u were looking at that
perfect morning sky
In Jerusalem

In the middle of Nowhere
You Found a Flower
Until this very day
No one Knows
How did you knew....

There was no sign
I've left nothing but fake trails
in the desert
I wanted you to go back
to where you come from
but U didn't gave up

I was just a leaf
left on a naked body
but u felt the scent of a fragrant rose
I was made to be
for
U

PINK

It is true that I have nothing but you
It was true even before I met you
It is true that end comes like rain
-you never knew the source of this light anyway
It is true what you think-
yes, it was your fault to take this for granted
It is hard to see the truth-
it is my fault for painting the wall
PINK
but
what difference does it make
when u r still
emotionally blind

summer and after

You offered me a peach

some kids were jumping from the bridge

my hand in your hair

after

A gypsy kissing his violin

while we stopped to look at our reflections

in the windows

in my arms

You will fall in my arms

coz all the flying,

the feathers and the wings

were given to you

to bring you back

to Me

You will sleep in My arms

coz

all the nights,

the stars

and the restless spinning of the Universe

didn't have any higher intention

than bringing these bodies

Together

Far place

Far place is my heart-

don't go there

Small place is my wisdom-

don't count on it

Deep place is my passion-

don't dive in it

Distant place is your hear-

I can't reach it

Wild place is your desire-

I can't pass through

Deep place is your love-

I'm still learning swimming there

Far place is that dream-

we'll never get there

Walking on fire

As the night come 

I start missing

 the stars 

you took away from my sky

The spring is not over

and these snowfalls are not here 

to freeze these eyelashes 

My small steps wander in the burned field 

of your desire 

-thats how hot is underneath 

haiku marbles

Closed curtains 

and the window's glass is broken

Sunday

someone is singing outside

I know this song

Yellow apples 

in the onsen 

I was dreaming of Fuji 

last night

as you said-

Konohana Hime 

was giving birth of fire 

and the breeze 

the whispers 

that you have for me 

are warm 

as that fire

I can see the sunrise from here

defined

I know the speed of distance

and the length of spinning time 

I know the weight of desire 

and the volume of happiness -

they are all defined 

in what we've become. 

Rumi

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. 

*****************************

They try to say what you are, spiritual or sexual?

They wonder about Solomon and all his wives.

In the body of the world, they say, there is a soul

and you are that.

But w have ways within each other 

that will never be said by anyone.

*****************************

Come to the orchard is Spring

There is light and wine, and sweethearts 

in the pomegranate flowers. 

If you  do not come, these do not matter. 

If you do come, these do not matter. 

Come

Yes,

I'm waiting for you

there aren't many trains passing here

not even stations 

or roads 

open for mortals

its all deserted 

long time before I came

Yes,

Its almost sunset and the last

 announcements warned me to leave 

but, 

I've left from the place of expectations 

-my personal and the one that others made me carry

that is behind me

it was

so long time ago....

Now,

I'm waiting for you

only

You 

Come,

simple and white

as you are

Again

Memories of our future

are coming back 

to me

|

you said

you 

can't fly without me

|

as we are crossing the street

|

red lights 

|

red is everywhere

|

I remember 

again 

how many lives you've 

saved me 

from walking blind

|

you are always coming back

as the pearl in its shell

| 

as the sunshine goes back to the Sun

reflecting in the Ocean

|

Roots

U come so close

as if you don't see 

the border marked

with our bodies

and in a second 

u switch my parallels and meridians 

for yours 

I can feel the leaves of these bodies

ends up 

in the same roots 

blink

 

Your steps are small

but the distance they create

puts me 

at the other side

of your world

***

before sunset I had a coffee  

with drops of milk

and now 

I can only think in 

black and white 

***

As he walks in the room

my shoulders rise to greet him

my neck sinks in the hole of my shoulders
to touch my belly 

and ring

all the bells 

inside

but 

he,

he is already

 gone

I Surrender

Standing between

two windows in a huge room

you touch my face 

you put your hand 

on my knees  

and I surrender 

to the night

before we go back to sleep

-you 

in the frame of my dream

me-

 in the sweet emptiness of this existence 

Greeting

Believe me when I say-

I know where  your bouts are sailing 

they do go towards the Sun

and the Sun is now going towards you

There isn't a moment better then this to meet Him/Her

Some may get blinded by its shining light

other might become that light 

its up to you to choose-

open your eyes or open your heart!  

Just a day In Kyoto

Naive days 

no particular thoughts 

lazy afternoons 

 coffee-shops that open just for us

green-tea ice-cream and dango 

Kyoto loves love 

and we don't oppose it 

I took a photo 

of a couple by the river 

you open a can of beer 

it's just a day

cats fall a sleep on my knees 

just a day 

a buddhist monk cross the bridge

it is just a day

naive day 

Kyoto loves love 

Kishibo

As mother's breast 

the moon touches my face

she gives she takes

all the stars 

all the nights

I never opened the Gate

You hide the Sun

Im coming to get it back 

You swallowed the Moon

Im striving to give a birth 

to a new one

You forgot the size of the words

Im re-shaping them for you

You entered The Church

with dusty shoes and curses 

I lie 

I never opened the Gate for 

You

fly towards my thoughts 

ignoring the gravity of sanity 

I make clouds in the sky

coloring them with beauty

You entered my Space 

marking it with

the absoluteness 

of presence 

I give up the personal sense of 

TIME 

so you can 

re-define

the speed 

of 

longing