Tuesday, 21 September 2010
Sunday, 22 August 2010
The Whispers
Your eyes resemble the moonlight
On the painted silk of dreams
The eternal joy of everything there is
The gardens, the dawn and the water the flowers,
Your eyes burns the eternal fire
on the candles, the sun and the moonlight
the dawn of immortal dreams
In the bright purity of the altars
Is the lavish greet of your treat
the smile of the moonlight on the marsh
Is the gentle movement of your walk
the dances of the fish, in the pond!
You smile the mirror of the sun
Thousands of deer’s are set free
In the shadow of your eyes
Sweater than sweat, which fruit will be ripe
In which green garden of your love
if there was a leaf of your voice
the existence of hundred gardens and rain drops
In front of closeness of your divine love
The sun and hundreds of solar is worthless
There is dragon in my silence
That its mouth is the hell of moments
Not paradise
Cease this hell of the word in green
That emerald is the defendant of the dragon
In my look are still spring
Purer than the spring still
Enlightening the eyes of wishes
Is the smile of spring dawn still?
In the aroma of life in the reminisce of the field
The dawn mist and rain drops
In my thirsty taste of tammuz*
Is the cleansed snow of the hills?
In the bright dawn of spring
Are the fragrances of the barley fields still?
The fields of my dreams
Are the burning lightening and rain drops
The breath of my love thirsty of your lips
Am silent away from you and your voice
Like a rain fatigued in the desert of your caress
I am running aimlessly in your filed
Am tiny wave with a large stamina
I run until the coast of your sea
With my scream like a deer in your forest
I am running everywhere in your trace
Drunk like sheep and flock
I am grazing with your tune of hey hey
I am drunk of your eyes pray
Oh how drunken are in your face
If thy stay empty of your meaning
The time is travelling of free palms
Childhood gone, youthfulness will go away too
Hey, the brightness of the dear dawn
In the night dark, eternity is leaving
This crystal dawn of the spring
Is falling in the hands of fall
Like the pure water of the spring waters
Is leaving your eyes so silently
We are in the realm of night and day
The caravan of life is leaving us
Be the sun of laughter in my night
Be my doubtful sun in my darkness
You the angel of wings on the fly
Be the a shade of my love
You the music player of the drunken lovers’
In the midst of all sorrows, be the joy
With your image, I have decorated my solitude
you yourself be the hope for all
Tammuz is a Jewish month (June/July), contains the fast day, 17th of Tammuz.
The fast of the Seventeenth of Tammuz (Shivah Assar b'Tammuz) commemorates five sad events which occurred on this date:
1. Moses broke the tablets upon seeing the Golden Calf.
2. They ceased to offer the daily sacrifices in the 1st Holy Temple because there weren't any more cattle in Jerusalem. This occurred during the Babylonian siege on Jerusalem, which eventually led to the destruction of the Temple.
On the Seventeenth of Tammuz the walls of Jerusalem were breached by the Romans after a lengthy siege. Three weeks later, after the Jews put up a valiant struggle, the Romans destroyed the second Holy Temple
3. Apustmus burned the holy Torah. Historians have long debated when this occurred; some maintain that Apustmus was a general during the Roman reign over Israel, while others contend that he lived years earlier and was an officer during the Greek occupation of the Holy Land.
4. An idol was placed in the Holy Temple. This event is also shrouded in controversy; some say that this too was done by Apustmus, while others say that this was done by King Manasseh of Judea.
5. The walls of Jerusalem were breached by the Romans after a lengthy siege. Three weeks later, after the Jews put up a valiant struggle, the Romans destroyed the second Holy Temple. [The Jerusalem Talmud maintains that the Babylonians breached the walls of Jerusalem, on their way to destroying the First Temple, also on this date.]
On the painted silk of dreams
The eternal joy of everything there is
The gardens, the dawn and the water the flowers,
Your eyes burns the eternal fire
on the candles, the sun and the moonlight
the dawn of immortal dreams
In the bright purity of the altars
Is the lavish greet of your treat
the smile of the moonlight on the marsh
Is the gentle movement of your walk
the dances of the fish, in the pond!
You smile the mirror of the sun
Thousands of deer’s are set free
In the shadow of your eyes
Sweater than sweat, which fruit will be ripe
In which green garden of your love
if there was a leaf of your voice
the existence of hundred gardens and rain drops
In front of closeness of your divine love
The sun and hundreds of solar is worthless
There is dragon in my silence
That its mouth is the hell of moments
Not paradise
Cease this hell of the word in green
That emerald is the defendant of the dragon
In my look are still spring
Purer than the spring still
Enlightening the eyes of wishes
Is the smile of spring dawn still?
In the aroma of life in the reminisce of the field
The dawn mist and rain drops
In my thirsty taste of tammuz*
Is the cleansed snow of the hills?
In the bright dawn of spring
Are the fragrances of the barley fields still?
The fields of my dreams
Are the burning lightening and rain drops
The breath of my love thirsty of your lips
Am silent away from you and your voice
Like a rain fatigued in the desert of your caress
I am running aimlessly in your filed
Am tiny wave with a large stamina
I run until the coast of your sea
With my scream like a deer in your forest
I am running everywhere in your trace
Drunk like sheep and flock
I am grazing with your tune of hey hey
I am drunk of your eyes pray
Oh how drunken are in your face
If thy stay empty of your meaning
The time is travelling of free palms
Childhood gone, youthfulness will go away too
Hey, the brightness of the dear dawn
In the night dark, eternity is leaving
This crystal dawn of the spring
Is falling in the hands of fall
Like the pure water of the spring waters
Is leaving your eyes so silently
We are in the realm of night and day
The caravan of life is leaving us
Be the sun of laughter in my night
Be my doubtful sun in my darkness
You the angel of wings on the fly
Be the a shade of my love
You the music player of the drunken lovers’
In the midst of all sorrows, be the joy
With your image, I have decorated my solitude
you yourself be the hope for all
Tammuz is a Jewish month (June/July), contains the fast day, 17th of Tammuz.
The fast of the Seventeenth of Tammuz (Shivah Assar b'Tammuz) commemorates five sad events which occurred on this date:
1. Moses broke the tablets upon seeing the Golden Calf.
2. They ceased to offer the daily sacrifices in the 1st Holy Temple because there weren't any more cattle in Jerusalem. This occurred during the Babylonian siege on Jerusalem, which eventually led to the destruction of the Temple.
On the Seventeenth of Tammuz the walls of Jerusalem were breached by the Romans after a lengthy siege. Three weeks later, after the Jews put up a valiant struggle, the Romans destroyed the second Holy Temple
3. Apustmus burned the holy Torah. Historians have long debated when this occurred; some maintain that Apustmus was a general during the Roman reign over Israel, while others contend that he lived years earlier and was an officer during the Greek occupation of the Holy Land.
4. An idol was placed in the Holy Temple. This event is also shrouded in controversy; some say that this too was done by Apustmus, while others say that this was done by King Manasseh of Judea.
5. The walls of Jerusalem were breached by the Romans after a lengthy siege. Three weeks later, after the Jews put up a valiant struggle, the Romans destroyed the second Holy Temple. [The Jerusalem Talmud maintains that the Babylonians breached the walls of Jerusalem, on their way to destroying the First Temple, also on this date.]
Tuesday, 27 July 2010
Saturday, 10 July 2010
Take me...Rescue me...
Release my soul
Take me, rescue me
Free from everything, from all
pour me with your love
With the warmth,
Away from cold
And…
release me from the world
I have set my heart on you
On your toil
Steal my gaze, my eyes, my mind,
My sun, my moon, my ground
My soul…
let fire burn me from inside all to my heart
Flames flicker, on my body
To tear me apart
O’ Dearest
O’ my dearest
Take all my belongings
Everything…
Take away what I want
Take away what I do
Take away what I need
Take away everything
That takes me from you
Take me, rescue me
Free from everything, from all
pour me with your love
With the warmth,
Away from cold
And…
release me from the world
I have set my heart on you
On your toil
Steal my gaze, my eyes, my mind,
My sun, my moon, my ground
My soul…
let fire burn me from inside all to my heart
Flames flicker, on my body
To tear me apart
O’ Dearest
O’ my dearest
Take all my belongings
Everything…
Take away what I want
Take away what I do
Take away what I need
Take away everything
That takes me from you
Wednesday, 7 July 2010
Sunday, 4 July 2010
My Love for You On your Birthday
My Love for You
On your Birthday
My love for you, shall never pause,
Strong and determined with all my flaws
It endures and doesn’t judge,
My love for you never holds a lasting grudge
Your Generosity , loyalty, and always kind,
My love To you is blind
My love to sees only you
My beating heart I must include
On your birthday, my love for you,
From the clouds, from the mountain tops
a perfect view
Moments, memories, all these time
a year gone by,
I'm here for you, close to your heart
My love for you, lives by the truth,
Always keeps me, always leads me to my youth
When it sees, you and your trust and hope,
It climbs and conquers any mountains and slope
My love for you on your Birthday
I celebrate your birth today
A gorgeous princess you always portray
Best friends and lovers
You are all in one
I am so happy to have you
As the only one
I only wish the best for you,
New experiences we will always pursue
On this special birthday,
On this special that belongs to you
I’ll hold you tight
as the flames of my love,
Begin to ignite
On your Birthday
My love for you, shall never pause,
Strong and determined with all my flaws
It endures and doesn’t judge,
My love for you never holds a lasting grudge
Your Generosity , loyalty, and always kind,
My love To you is blind
My love to sees only you
My beating heart I must include
On your birthday, my love for you,
From the clouds, from the mountain tops
a perfect view
Moments, memories, all these time
a year gone by,
I'm here for you, close to your heart
My love for you, lives by the truth,
Always keeps me, always leads me to my youth
When it sees, you and your trust and hope,
It climbs and conquers any mountains and slope
My love for you on your Birthday
I celebrate your birth today
A gorgeous princess you always portray
Best friends and lovers
You are all in one
I am so happy to have you
As the only one
I only wish the best for you,
New experiences we will always pursue
On this special birthday,
On this special that belongs to you
I’ll hold you tight
as the flames of my love,
Begin to ignite
Thursday, 1 July 2010
A day begins....
A day begins
With all the beauty it brings
The sun rises in the east
To wake the earth and all things
Tis then fluttering birds
Start to sing
A new day, a new morning
And my new dreams
A new glow of bright light
A new glow of bright sunshine
Our daily life, our daily hopes
New visions…
Gives us the strength…
To struggle, to survive…
To renew our deepest dreams
With all the beauty it brings
The sun rises in the east
To wake the earth and all things
Tis then fluttering birds
Start to sing
A new day, a new morning
And my new dreams
A new glow of bright light
A new glow of bright sunshine
Our daily life, our daily hopes
New visions…
Gives us the strength…
To struggle, to survive…
To renew our deepest dreams
Wednesday, 30 June 2010
The angst of a man....
The angst of a man is like a tune with the wind
And his dreams are unnoticed with starry sky
And every drop of snow resembles a tear drop
And silence- is full of unspoken words
And undone movement
And confession to hidden love affairs
And wonders of untold
In this silence our reality is hidden
The reality of you…and I
I wish for you and me, a pair of eyes
To gaze at the lights and signs in our darkness
And ears to listen to voices and impulses
In our unconscious moments
For you and I…a soul
To hold all these in and accept
And a language
That in its honesty
To release us from our darkness
And let us to be free from all those
That has captured us
To speak out
Sometimes those that relieve us from the reality
Is empty in itself
Because it is only truth that gives deliverance
It is of our pure luck
Maybe…
That those we wish for are not attainable
Or it just escapes from our hands
I want to melt in the outlook of horizon
On the point of where the seas end and sky begins
I want to mix with what has wrapped around me
I feel and I know
I rub my hands and I am fearful
I believe and I am hopeful
That nothing is going to confront with it
I want to melt in the outlook of horizon
On the point of where the seas end and sky begins
And his dreams are unnoticed with starry sky
And every drop of snow resembles a tear drop
And silence- is full of unspoken words
And undone movement
And confession to hidden love affairs
And wonders of untold
In this silence our reality is hidden
The reality of you…and I
I wish for you and me, a pair of eyes
To gaze at the lights and signs in our darkness
And ears to listen to voices and impulses
In our unconscious moments
For you and I…a soul
To hold all these in and accept
And a language
That in its honesty
To release us from our darkness
And let us to be free from all those
That has captured us
To speak out
Sometimes those that relieve us from the reality
Is empty in itself
Because it is only truth that gives deliverance
It is of our pure luck
Maybe…
That those we wish for are not attainable
Or it just escapes from our hands
I want to melt in the outlook of horizon
On the point of where the seas end and sky begins
I want to mix with what has wrapped around me
I feel and I know
I rub my hands and I am fearful
I believe and I am hopeful
That nothing is going to confront with it
I want to melt in the outlook of horizon
On the point of where the seas end and sky begins
A story...
A story I want to tell
Of three things, that been curtail
A hand, a window and a stone
Of three things, that been curtail
A hand, a window and a stone
A moment that pauses in a tone
The window didn’t want to be shatter
Nor a stone did want to be thrown
The hand that was the one
Doing all that on its own
An insult can fly if it is prone
It cannot be forgotten nor can’t it be gone
Like the shattered window
Cannot forget the cracks on its own
Being hit by one stone
An insult is not like small stone
That was by one hand it was thrown
The hand that unthinkingly that throw
To shatter a friends window
An insult just like that stone
Once breaks and shatters the glass on the window
Stays shattered if it becomes a repaired window
A woman...
I know a woman
Has a desire to fly
Anxious she try
She is frightened of travel and cry
I know a woman
In the corner of her house
Between washing and cooking
Sings a love song
She beholds a simple gaze and she is alone
Her voice is tired and exhausted, and she is torn
Her dreams are at the bottom of future and wasted
I know a woman
Being regretful
Why has she lost her heart?
To the one dose not surmise
A woman whispers quietly
I am tired of this house
But in dilemma if she disparts
Whose hand going to comb the hair
Of her child
A woman is in pain and pregnant
A baby of sorrow in her arms
The woman whispers and cries
She is empty in her breasts of milk to feed her child
A woman with her lonely fiber
Is sewing a net
A woman in the darkened corner
Is praying for light
A woman acquainted with chain
A woman familiar with jail
All of her shares are
The cold look of a prison guard
I know a woman
Dies of despise on her prides
But she sings
The music of what destiny brings
A woman struggling with poverty
Sleeps with tears
A woman with regret and perplexity
Is not aware of her conviction and fears
I know a woman
Her poem smells with sadness
But she smiles and says
That world is full of toss and turns
I know a woman
Every night reads stories,
Poems for her child
With Her chest full of immense pains
But keeps her pride
A woman is scared of leaving
She is the candle light of the house
If she leaves this house out the door
Dark and empty will be her house of her love and adore
A woman ashamed
Of the empty table
With a child on her side
Oh my baby sleeps the night
Oh yes sleep
And I will repeat the song of lullaby
I know a woman yellow skirt
She night and day is cry
She is barren
And in pain
Hoping to breed a life on her side
I know a woman
She is out of breath of life
Her steps are exhausted
Her heart beneath her feet
Her hopes are empty in life
Shouts that: it is enough
I know a woman
With the evil within her soul
Has fought for thousand times
And won the battle at last
Has laughed alas
To the ridiculed of the
Infamous that made her toil
A woman is singing
A woman is silent
A woman within the lights
Is stranded at dark nights
A woman works like a man
She has blisters in her hand
Pain and suffering fills her life
She forgets
She is carrying a child in her womb
A woman is in her death bed
A woman is on her way of dying
Who will ask of their well being?
I do not know
I do not know
One night in a tiny bed
A woman slowly will pass,
And her life will end, alas
And gets her revenge
A woman
Of a womanizer man
I know a woman…
I know a woman…
I know a woman…
Has a desire to fly
Anxious she try
She is frightened of travel and cry
I know a woman
In the corner of her house
Between washing and cooking
Sings a love song
She beholds a simple gaze and she is alone
Her voice is tired and exhausted, and she is torn
Her dreams are at the bottom of future and wasted
I know a woman
Being regretful
Why has she lost her heart?
To the one dose not surmise
A woman whispers quietly
I am tired of this house
But in dilemma if she disparts
Whose hand going to comb the hair
Of her child
A woman is in pain and pregnant
A baby of sorrow in her arms
The woman whispers and cries
She is empty in her breasts of milk to feed her child
A woman with her lonely fiber
Is sewing a net
A woman in the darkened corner
Is praying for light
A woman acquainted with chain
A woman familiar with jail
All of her shares are
The cold look of a prison guard
I know a woman
Dies of despise on her prides
But she sings
The music of what destiny brings
A woman struggling with poverty
Sleeps with tears
A woman with regret and perplexity
Is not aware of her conviction and fears
I know a woman
Her poem smells with sadness
But she smiles and says
That world is full of toss and turns
I know a woman
Every night reads stories,
Poems for her child
With Her chest full of immense pains
But keeps her pride
A woman is scared of leaving
She is the candle light of the house
If she leaves this house out the door
Dark and empty will be her house of her love and adore
A woman ashamed
Of the empty table
With a child on her side
Oh my baby sleeps the night
Oh yes sleep
And I will repeat the song of lullaby
I know a woman yellow skirt
She night and day is cry
She is barren
And in pain
Hoping to breed a life on her side
I know a woman
She is out of breath of life
Her steps are exhausted
Her heart beneath her feet
Her hopes are empty in life
Shouts that: it is enough
I know a woman
With the evil within her soul
Has fought for thousand times
And won the battle at last
Has laughed alas
To the ridiculed of the
Infamous that made her toil
A woman is singing
A woman is silent
A woman within the lights
Is stranded at dark nights
A woman works like a man
She has blisters in her hand
Pain and suffering fills her life
She forgets
She is carrying a child in her womb
A woman is in her death bed
A woman is on her way of dying
Who will ask of their well being?
I do not know
I do not know
One night in a tiny bed
A woman slowly will pass,
And her life will end, alas
And gets her revenge
A woman
Of a womanizer man
I know a woman…
I know a woman…
I know a woman…
Sunday, 20 June 2010
Fathers...
Fathers are king of things
Fathers see the world of protection
Fathers offer willing compassion
Fathers stand by you
Fathers give their love
With kindness and passion
Fathers know what you have in mind
Fathers listen to your feelings
Fathers are there to defend
Fathers can be your best friend
Your triumph makes them proud
Your sadness is their thought
Fathers hug makes you strong
Fathers love is always there for you
Fathers love in your life plays a part
Fathers love is deep in his heart
He believes in you so devoutly
He believes that you are always right
Hs eyes are always watching
His ears are always open
He protects you day and night
A father is a source of strength
A teacher and a guide
Fathers see the world of protection
Fathers offer willing compassion
Fathers stand by you
Fathers give their love
With kindness and passion
Fathers know what you have in mind
Fathers listen to your feelings
Fathers are there to defend
Fathers can be your best friend
Your triumph makes them proud
Your sadness is their thought
Fathers hug makes you strong
Fathers love is always there for you
Fathers love in your life plays a part
Fathers love is deep in his heart
He believes in you so devoutly
He believes that you are always right
Hs eyes are always watching
His ears are always open
He protects you day and night
A father is a source of strength
A teacher and a guide
Monday, 31 May 2010
Morning...
What a beautiful morning outside
The sunshine and warmth of summer
That glows in the blue sky
The flowers with dewdrops
Birds of the tree branches, the leaves
So lavishly spreading their face:
Isn’t it beautiful morning outside
On the turning of our time
Day after day in this harmony of wonder
Mother Nature unveils its wonderful face
Sun warmth, chills of sunset, and cold of night
it is morning again with all the bright
I open my day with a verse of Rumi
And now ….
I repeat the words of passion and love
With radiance and sunshine and glory
Joy and happiness to all
I will look at the sunshine, the moonlight
And appreciate all the beauty of life
I will stay in love…
And I will sing to the glory of being and existence of
Love…
For all …
For all the eternity…
The sunshine and warmth of summer
That glows in the blue sky
The flowers with dewdrops
Birds of the tree branches, the leaves
So lavishly spreading their face:
Isn’t it beautiful morning outside
On the turning of our time
Day after day in this harmony of wonder
Mother Nature unveils its wonderful face
Sun warmth, chills of sunset, and cold of night
it is morning again with all the bright
I open my day with a verse of Rumi
And now ….
I repeat the words of passion and love
With radiance and sunshine and glory
Joy and happiness to all
I will look at the sunshine, the moonlight
And appreciate all the beauty of life
I will stay in love…
And I will sing to the glory of being and existence of
Love…
For all …
For all the eternity…
Sunday, 30 May 2010
Choice...
My love to you only follows one path
I have no choice
The desire in me
Burning within me sets me on fire
I have to burn with this fire
I have no choice
The time you entered into my life
At my prime and youth
You captured my soul through your goodness
I did let you go
In despite of my wish
You were not aware of your power
I had no choice
Today, time has passed me
I cannot count those times
With emptiness of you
This time I fulfill
My desire to the end
I have no choice
If you leave me
I will die of emptiness
The air for my breath
Will be empty
I can’t let go
I have no choice
If I leave you and let you go
As I did thirty years ago
You will not find that lost hope
As you never did
You have no choice
We are bound together
The destiny...
For a reason have brought us together
Do not fight it...
I will bow to it, we should understand
Hear the voices that have brought this onto us
We will live, and die, together if
We only want to...
We have no choice...
I have no choice
The desire in me
Burning within me sets me on fire
I have to burn with this fire
I have no choice
The time you entered into my life
At my prime and youth
You captured my soul through your goodness
I did let you go
In despite of my wish
You were not aware of your power
I had no choice
Today, time has passed me
I cannot count those times
With emptiness of you
This time I fulfill
My desire to the end
I have no choice
If you leave me
I will die of emptiness
The air for my breath
Will be empty
I can’t let go
I have no choice
If I leave you and let you go
As I did thirty years ago
You will not find that lost hope
As you never did
You have no choice
We are bound together
The destiny...
For a reason have brought us together
Do not fight it...
I will bow to it, we should understand
Hear the voices that have brought this onto us
We will live, and die, together if
We only want to...
We have no choice...
Struggle for pleasure..
Darkness quietly takes away the light
Sneaks in through my window that was bright
My room slightly deemed with light
Then everything disappears short and tall
Into a glimpse of shadow on the wall
Everything that once was there
With the burning candle light
Dancing with the breeze through my half open window
Burning fire warm
Now only shadows on the wall
My memories and dreams of the past
Melancholy and sinister
Takes over the clock of my mind
Rakish hope gets demolished everyday
And all that remains
Are trembling shadows on the wall…
How much joy can I ask for?
How much pleasure life brings?
Living head over heels
Struggle…
But…Life
Still remains…
Only a shadow on the wall
Longing to love…
As life in only a struggle for pleasure
And nothing of life remains, but…
A shadow on the wall
Quietly…
Darkness peaks and takes away the light
Of window now swilled with rain drops
Fire gets another piece of wood
To heat the coldness within
As mind walks me through an unknown path
Of unknown lands
As my Universe
Becomes…
Just a shadow on the wall
A flickering shadow
Comes alive
Within each teardrops
And I stand in Desperado!
Waiting to love…
A struggle for pleasure…
Sneaks in through my window that was bright
My room slightly deemed with light
Then everything disappears short and tall
Into a glimpse of shadow on the wall
Everything that once was there
With the burning candle light
Dancing with the breeze through my half open window
Burning fire warm
Now only shadows on the wall
My memories and dreams of the past
Melancholy and sinister
Takes over the clock of my mind
Rakish hope gets demolished everyday
And all that remains
Are trembling shadows on the wall…
How much joy can I ask for?
How much pleasure life brings?
Living head over heels
Struggle…
But…Life
Still remains…
Only a shadow on the wall
Longing to love…
As life in only a struggle for pleasure
And nothing of life remains, but…
A shadow on the wall
Quietly…
Darkness peaks and takes away the light
Of window now swilled with rain drops
Fire gets another piece of wood
To heat the coldness within
As mind walks me through an unknown path
Of unknown lands
As my Universe
Becomes…
Just a shadow on the wall
A flickering shadow
Comes alive
Within each teardrops
And I stand in Desperado!
Waiting to love…
A struggle for pleasure…
Saturday, 29 May 2010
In the serenade of colors...
The serenade of colors
Green, Red rose and Violet
I am acquainted with the lilies of the field
For many years
Early with the mist
I have sat by the fountain of the dawn
Leaning head on head on their shoulders
Their moist faces flickering with the breeze
And their faces are hidden behind the shadows of their shyness
Blooms blended in fragrance of the colors
Leaking of their delightful silence
The best of tune
The best of music
Your velvet gaze of lilies
Takes me lighter than the mist
Of the fields in the garden
To the garden of your eyes
With the serenade of colors
Green, red rose and violet
With the same shying silence
With the same song and fragrance
The best of everything there is and there was
The best of everything there was and there is
In the field of your eyes lilies
I have crossed the best of heavens
I have reached to the best of the springs
With same language of the best moments in my life
Your sorrow…
My existence has been poured with you
OH….
All day
All night
All week
All month
A way in the space of cottage passes way
In the air, on the ground, with the tree and greens and water
In the scrabbled lines of a book
Within the blue seas
The distance with you, my best alibi to cry
Without you I have reached to the highest moment of
Unspoken desire
Your caress the best hope for living
I am at your side
I have withdrawn of the best pleasure
In the lilies of your eyes
The yellow, blue and purple leaves
The fragrance of green and blue
And unheard music, are playing
The best of all tunes and instruments
The velvet of your face
And the blossoms of the colorful touch
Are opening the new leaves
Better than all the colors and secrets
My best of all, my dearest
I am drunk with your name
Better than the wine
Better than all the best poems
Your name is the anthem of life
I take you to my solitude of divinity
And I call the best of my best
My dearest
You are the best of my best
Green, Red rose and Violet
I am acquainted with the lilies of the field
For many years
Early with the mist
I have sat by the fountain of the dawn
Leaning head on head on their shoulders
Their moist faces flickering with the breeze
And their faces are hidden behind the shadows of their shyness
Blooms blended in fragrance of the colors
Leaking of their delightful silence
The best of tune
The best of music
Your velvet gaze of lilies
Takes me lighter than the mist
Of the fields in the garden
To the garden of your eyes
With the serenade of colors
Green, red rose and violet
With the same shying silence
With the same song and fragrance
The best of everything there is and there was
The best of everything there was and there is
In the field of your eyes lilies
I have crossed the best of heavens
I have reached to the best of the springs
With same language of the best moments in my life
Your sorrow…
My existence has been poured with you
OH….
All day
All night
All week
All month
A way in the space of cottage passes way
In the air, on the ground, with the tree and greens and water
In the scrabbled lines of a book
Within the blue seas
The distance with you, my best alibi to cry
Without you I have reached to the highest moment of
Unspoken desire
Your caress the best hope for living
I am at your side
I have withdrawn of the best pleasure
In the lilies of your eyes
The yellow, blue and purple leaves
The fragrance of green and blue
And unheard music, are playing
The best of all tunes and instruments
The velvet of your face
And the blossoms of the colorful touch
Are opening the new leaves
Better than all the colors and secrets
My best of all, my dearest
I am drunk with your name
Better than the wine
Better than all the best poems
Your name is the anthem of life
I take you to my solitude of divinity
And I call the best of my best
My dearest
You are the best of my best
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