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 

Prototype of God

In the shadow of my perception 

everything is just a copy of You

in the blindness of my vision

everything is just a variation 

of Me 

The way it was meant

So many lies to tell you 

so many troubles to bring  you 

so many confusions to wrap you in 

and you 

you

don't want them

So many wizards invited

so many gurus consulted 

so many Gods insulted

and you don't care about it

Its just a dream what 

I am offering to you 

and the essence of truth 

in my eyes 

and the drop of love

in the runaway steps 

in your space of self-possession

I know all the routs 

but I chose the wrong one

the one that leads in the dark

where I can see better 

how we were both 

meant to be 

In the Fish's belly

Од едно Море

Тој носи бисери во меѓу прстите,
и тоништа морска вода во очите
и бродишта тешки кои
бавно тонат во мислите ми
кога ќе ме погледне.

Тој го носи Ветрот на плеќите
и кога усниве неговите ќе ги допрат
личи на стогодишна измазнета
школка собрана покрај брегот.

Тој ништо не знае
и ништо не сеќава
кога јас ката-ноќ
во сонот му се прикрадувам
да му го украдам Морето
и да го вратам
во Изворот
таму каде што припаѓа.

*****


He has Pearls in his palms

and tones of sea water in his eyes 

and ships that sank in my thoughts 

when he look at me 

He wears the Wind on his shoulder 

and smells like sunrise 

and feels like surface of a finest shell 

when my lips touches him

He knows little 

and senses nothing 

when I enter like a fish 

every night in his dreams

to steal his sea 

and take it back to the source 

where it belongs 

Best time of the day

Why do I wander in these 

small holes of your dreams 

longer then time

wandering that brings me

 closer to the Sun 

 closer to the Circle

You put a look on me 

as a fire in the water 

and then run away 

in the shelter of your shame 

God didn't meant to 

make the day so long 

but hence he was waiting for 

you to come to me 

too long even for the Moon

waiting for her Lover

but she always falls a sleep 

too early 

those small substances of time 

are the best time of the day 

The boy who is looking for his love

She doesn't have a name

but he follows her 

She doesn't smile back

but he holds her hand 

She is always tired 

and drifting far 

but he bend his head slowly 

to whisper to her ear

sweetest words 

They sail to the East side 

when the sun goes West

and sail back West

when the night come

and all the stars whisper

to her ears

"Open your heart, 

your lover is here. 

Not across this Ocean

not behind this Moon

not across this sky."

Just a small breeze of love 

and 

 the sleeping boy woke up 

looking for his love among millions 

Come closer

I let you speak 

not because I understood your language 

but because my ears couldn't get 

enough of the voice that 

drunken them 

Unknown happiness

 from gazing at you

made these eyes smile 

like a child 

And just for a second there

as I blinked,

lost the center

 and 

you took away all the blessings 

in just 

one 

move

Come back to  this island 

Give me back my freedom 

as I'm trapped in you

Don't pretend not to notice

my helplessness 

all the weakness in the mirror 

are gifts for your ego

Come, come

and come closer 

The first time I lost your presence 

I almost lost my senses

being deluded 

by the scent of desire 

the second time 

you granted me with your presence 

I understood the meaning 

of the scent that deluded me 

Come, come

and don't fear to come closer 

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

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

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

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? 

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.

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