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.