Thursday, October 16, 2008

Ete ti

Ete pak ti 
uspevash - svetot moj da go zavrstish i pak da ostanesh vo centarot. 
Ete pak ti
uspevash-bez i malku trud da me premestis na tvojata dlanka
Ete pak ti
uspevash da lichis na film koj jas bi go rezirala
Ete pak ti 
uspevash da me naterash da pisuvam bez ritam
Ete ti, pak 
ne trepnuvash pred moite vozdishki :
nemo plovish kon krajot na ovie spomeni:
i ovoj mig za tebe e vo minatoto:
 pred tebe jas a ti vo
senkite na nepovratot me barash


Thursday, October 09, 2008

House of Love


The Ants 
built the House of Love
and invited people 
small enough 
to enter the
door of Happiness 

On those capital letters
 I didn't put my bet 
not knowing 
that the House is Yours
and the door is mine
I've been opening and closing 
this gateway 
sometimes unwillingly
other times 
unfortunately! 
Does it takes a lifetime 
to know 
that the one I need to allow 
to the House
is myself. 
You come at night
to the place in the Universe
where I rest my soul
to remind me
of 
HOME
Then 
again you place me 
in the Center
of the 
World 
that doesn't 
means anything to me
without You! 

A Walk in the Dark


As we walk the valley of loneliness
your steps reads my absence 
my face
 is not a mirror 
but a frozen lake 
-you'll find nothing on it 
of the wind you blew 
and 
those small things that you didn't said
and those big inches of distance 
that wraps us
makes me feel as a 
gift
forgiven in an antic shop
For a moment there
walking along the valley of starless night
I become to see-
the feet getting tired 
from these stones
are only one pair
and the other pair  
walks the path  to my heart
for a very long time
As a wild animal
lost in the forest
I start running back
to your trails
that leads  to familiar path
If you get there before me,
please wait!
Even a shaman can lose his way
to the treasure of wisdom
and 
this prophet of love too,
also get lost 
in the starless nights


Thursday, October 02, 2008

All or nothing (inspired by Lust,Caution)


 
You was never alone...
there was some shadow in front of you while 
you talked to me
a bag on your shoulder heavier then my look
while you walked with me
a someone
someone 
someone 
a someone 
waiting for you on the shore 
while you was drowning with me 

You should never enter a river 
if you are afraid of water
neither cross a bridge
 if you are afraid from end
never read this poem 
if you are poisoned by meanings 
or call my name 
when it doesn't sound right between your lips
Leave that someone you haven't seen
 abandon Self
and then come to me
again 
You surrender your All or nothing
thats the deal


Thursday, September 18, 2008

Some statistic


Was I too far for your eyes
or too close for your whispers 
Was it too early for a moon-watch 
or too late for a sunrise 
Haven't we earned  
in the past millenniums
 of wandering
around the volcano of desire
to see the butterfly's dream 
in a blink? 
Have you count the times
when you actually mistook 
a worm for a butterfly? 
Have it ever occurred to you 
that they are 
both -a worm and a butterfly
in the same time
and neither is possible without 
each-other's existence,
but, sometimes 
they
just reflects differently in your eyes...

Was it too colorful the dream of the worm
for a simple butterflies like us? 

Saturday, September 13, 2008

In The Arc of Your Mallet by Rumi


Don't go anywhere without me.
Let nothing happen in the sky apart from me,
or on the ground, in this world or that world,
without my being in its happening. 
Vision, see nothing I don't see.
Language, say nothing. 
The way the night knows itself with the moon,
be that with me. 
Be the rose nearest to the thorn 
that I am.
I want to feel myself in you when you taste food,
in the arc of your mallet when you work,
when you visit friends, when you go
up on the roof by yourself at night.

There is nothing worse than to walk out along the street
without you.I don't know where I'm going.
You're the road and the knower of roads,
more than maps, more than love.

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Open window


I used to know 
if the birds cry or sing
now even my own voice 
seems distant 

I used to walk in my own circle
with days
now even stillness 
makes me tired 

In nights like this
when I sleep with open window
chasing stars for my dream
you can enter as a thief
and take what is yours 


Wednesday, September 10, 2008

忘れ物


I found the wind in my hands 
and the dust in my eyes 
that you left behind 

Tuesday, September 09, 2008


There-between new stars and old lights
I will look for the secret 
hidden from me 
as the day from the night

Here-between today and tomorrow
I will ask the same questions 
again
walking the same walk 
to the wall of confusion 

Inside this balloon of your creation
I will disappear as a bubble -
that is the law of the existence... 
All the comings and all the goings 
are inside of me 
I haven't moved an inch 
from this center 
of circling around my longing 
for You. 

 

Monday, August 25, 2008

As a leaf


Trembling,
falling,
flying ,
transparent
and
easy
as a leaf
you made me feel...

Monday, July 28, 2008

Cursed Sunshine


In this ocean of
longing
for your coming
I am
just a microscopic fish
-silent, calm and sometimes
colorful.
You send light to my ocean
and water to my universe
you bring joy to this waiting
and meaning to these waves.
But some days more then other
I miss you
and I curse the water you send
and the sunshine that keep us apart
- you are inside me
but I want you next to me
I want you to take one human form
and come to me
not just as a light
I remember the promised "island" of loneliness
that you showed me,
and I know that I am week and
foolish for being just a transparent fish
that cries for your colors.

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Drugo nebo


Izgrebana ljubovta mi ja vrati vo cetiri sabajle. Bez da zvonish i tropnesh na vrata, preku prozor ja frli i izbega. Ne znaes ili ne sakas da znaes deka za zidot me zalepi taa ljubov sto ja frli kako vrel kosten nazad vo moite race. Cekoris sega sam niz tunelite na moite sonishta barajki mesto za son. Ne ke najdes mesto za pokoj ni vo sonot mi ni vo sonot si . Pobaraj drugo nebo za proshka. 

Sunday, June 29, 2008


After the typhoon

I entered the garden naked

All day picking up tomatoes

Saturday, June 28, 2008

Vrzani


 Vrzani za drvoto na kopnezot milion i nesto godini stoime ispraveni...a sega eden do drug kako za prv pat, kako stranci...
Nemav vozduh dovolno za vozdiv i pogled vo tvoeto more vo koe se nauchiv da plivam koga zaboraviv deka postojam. Na milimetri podaleku od moeto ludilo stois ti so izgubena memorija i izvalkani sonishta. Doaga nekoja druga" jas "da me zameni vo tie momenti na poraz pred realnosta, i glumi ludilo, glumi polosho od koga i da e deka i mene me nema. Begam jas, vistinskata jas, begam vo posigurni hodnici so izlez na more i svez vozduh. Tamu sme nie pak cisti i tivki, kakvi sto bevme koga dojodovme za prv pat na ovaa scena. Te dopiram so vozdishka i se vpivam vo tvoeto telo. Blizu sme do moreto vo koe prestanavme da postoime za svetot a pochnavme da postoime vo sebe i za nas. Tolku mnogu raboti imam da ti kazam...pominati stoletija bez tebe...so eden pogled te zalazuvam i pak begam nazad vo dupkite na realnosta.Tuka stoime jas i ti kako stranci.., kako dvajca koi nemaat mnogu da si kazat. Jas predavnik na sebe si, ti izpraznet bunar vo moreto od nasheto minato. Tamu sum i jas vo taa praznina pochivam, no nemam hrabrost da ti kazam, nemam hrabrost da priznaam. Ke se napolni bunarot eden den so nashata praznina i ke isplivam jas na tvojata povrshina.Ke bide toa poskoro odkolku sto ochekuvash. Pochekaj... 

Sunday, June 22, 2008

the invisible

Sculpting the invisible 
a street artist disappeared before
I drop my coins in his hat.

Thursday, June 12, 2008

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.

Thursday, May 29, 2008

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



Sunday, May 18, 2008

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... 

Friday, May 09, 2008

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!